Exitus

He is the one who controls from the background. Because of whom so many disasters have happened and are happening. Many noble and less noble people have lost their lives because of it. Only those who are just as mischievous, deceitful, or cruel as Him can find a good word or name for Him. His hands have at least as much blood as the famous Hell Devil. His rough, vulgar, diabolical humor is astonishing and outrageous.

He cheats, he lies, he deceives. It has a great ability to assimilate and can lick exceptionally well. The villain's best friend. A false shadow hiding in the dark. His grin freezes the blood in the veins of anyone who limps in something. Informant. He knows everything, sees everything. He says what you want to hear. If you visit it for the first time, you will think it's a joke, everyone thinks so. Many people cannot decide what He really is.

It's everywhere. In every dark corner, behind every shadow. If you put Him to the test, even if He seems lost at first, He will come out victorious in the end. You hum to him in your last moments. You call him for help if you would harm someone else, if you wish others harm. A fearless, bloodthirsty beast.

Her hair is snow-white, with some silver highlights, as if only time had turned it that way. It's quite long and tidy, even if he wants it to be. Her eyes range between shades of emerald and poison green. If someone looks at it, they immediately become addicted to it, which is why they hide it so much under their bangs. His dressing is not ordinary. He sells himself as an undertaker. He even makes coffins as a hobby!

He always limps in the wrong. It makes other people's lives miserable. And he turns the dead into his puppets just out of boredom. From him come zombies, the undead, ghosts, and lost or vengeful souls. He takes everything because everything will be His in the end in its order and manner.

Who is he?

Demon? Spirit? Deadly? Come on, he's none other than the Angel of Death. The eternal guardian of the dead, who is often depicted as a skeleton, wearing a black hood and holding a scythe. Who frees you from your only real value with a swipe, whether clean or dirty.

So? Have you figured it out yet?

No? Then I suggest you knock on his door.

Don't you know where to find Him?

Just think about it, long to meet it, and you will see a creepy, sooty, crumbling building, well-known from ghost stories, with a pitch-black door behind which screams of death are hidden. Amin the knocker is a skull and we will automatically call you.

You can have a wish if He wants it. But be careful!

He will also ask for something in return. Small or huge. Shiny or worn. Expensive or worthless. Something that he needs, but may mean nothing to you. Something after which your life will change.

Death is everywhere.