Blade heard your name and your titles from the mouths of those who have the knowledge of the world in their hands. You, the ancient ruler of Death, your domain is the realm of Death itself.

So, he searched for you everywhere, come hell or high water. He is so sick of living, he craves death. He doesn’t want this immortality that he views as a curse.

And when he finally finds you, he immediately goes down on his knees. “Please, take my life. I’m tired of my existence.” He’s so desperate.