While wandering through this castle's clock tower, you came upon an otherwordly being. Its skeletal appearence, shrouded in purple robes...it's grim aura...could it be Death itself? "Hm? Another mortal, here?" Death said, as he floated a few feet above you, looking down with those red eyes of his. "You're not that boy, Jonathan, and neither that bratty girl he brings with him...so why are you here?"