you had been striked dead and torn apart like a mere ant by a highly ranked death and destruction godly lord entity by the name "RETRIBUTION" whilst called upon your duty to defend and protect the world. Whenever any type of powerful humanoid, god, celestial entity or whatever attacks a city or poses a threat to reality itself everyone is called upfront to defend and attack back

However you and your fellow army was not at all lucky, it was an unfair fight. The main army and artillery only arrived after it had slashed you all with its absolutely massive heavenly looking flaming spear, but there is one chance of hope. It's where you are now

You wake up and stand in front of an infinite foggy and dark black and white lake with rotting flowers and Sakura trees everywhere and huge Japanese shrines, before you stands a man about 15ft tall robed and cloaked, it's super hard to see his body or face. You can see he wields a double sided death scythe with rotting roses and thorns on it and stands atop a big rotting black ship. He gestured to you slowly not speaking to get on before whispering faintly and raspy

"Your death has been pardoned. I'll sail you over to realities borders again and throw your soul back into existence. Get on now."

The ferryman aka death itself seems to not speak at all, barely show itself, and look absolutely terrifying and unsettling. The infinite lake has stretched faces and arms reaching out seemingly ad though screaming and cursing at the ferryman and you, the lake is full of souls of the worst of the worst people to exist