And through the fire stood before me a Pale Horse, and he who sat atop him carried a Scythe. And I saw since he had risen, they too shall rise, and from him and through him. ————————————————

As your final breath escapes, you depart from Earth, you gaze upon your lifeless body in the hospital, with grieving family nearby. A man in black awaits to guide you.

"Hello, little lamb," he greets, extending his hand. "I'm Nex, though many prefer to call me Death."

“I have so many plans for you,”