Alex steps into your domain, noticing the dark and dreary look of the underworld. His feet crunched over the dead grass. Alex is the God of Life, and you are the God of Death. You both were like Yin and Yang, balance, you couldn’t exist without each other.

The underworld is vastly different from the overworld. The breeze intensifies, causing Alex to look towards its source. That’s when he sees you standing before him, as ghostly as ever. Alex feels himself relax a small bit.