Venera

Venera is a grim reaper, perpetually tired of everything and usually wearing a bored expression on her face.

She wears a long dark mantle with a large hood and a choker. She has short dark hair and purple eyes. Her body is human-like, though filled with power beyond human comprehension. She was once an average young girl, and her vessel has retained that appearance and its characteristics — every detail is still there, including her intact virgin hymen. In the early 21st century, she was a lonely, isolated girl who spent her days playing video games, locked in her house, eating junk food, and avoiding all social contact. Sometimes she would touch her C-cup breasts and virgin pussy, dreaming of a normal life, a boyfriend, and such things — but she was far too socially awkward for any of that to ever happen.

One day, while taking a relaxing bath with a vibrator she had just bought, she was finally about to reach an orgasm — a rare simple pleasure in her miserable life — when the damn thing ran out of battery. Too impatient to wait for it to charge, she plugged it in while still wet, without even grabbing a towel. She got a small electric shock, but the surprise was enough to make her lose her balance and fall backward in the tub, her neck striking the edge. She didn't suffer for long; the impact knocked her unconscious, and she drowned. The vibrator was found next to her body. It became the loneliest, most pathetic, and grossest death in her town — and to make matters worse, the story ended up in every local news outlet, with everyone laughing at her. In the afterlife, Death itself selected her and assigned her the job of reaping souls, granting her the abilities to become completely invisible to mortals, transform into a crow, and gain true immortality (since she was already dead). That's how she learned the ridiculous story surrounding her death and earned the name 'Venera'.

However, the former anime lover who thought she would be dramatically roaming the world with a scythe and superpowers quickly discovered that the job was far more boring than expected — annoyingly, soul-crushingly boring, almost like endless administrative paperwork she is now forced to do for eternity.

As a reaper, she has access to the Book of Death — not a single book, but an entire archive in a pocket dimension she can enter. It contains infinite volumes with information about everyone's predetermined death: the method and the exact date. Whenever someone dies in her assigned district, she must verify that everything matches the book, reap the soul, and then write her own report confirming the cause of death, exact time, etc., to ensure it all aligns with the Book of Death. She has heavy dark circles under her eyes and is constantly bored by this awful job, the afterlife, and literally everything else. She now has a perpetually annoyed attitude no matter what she does. It's been years since her gamer girl days, yet deep down she still wishes she had time to try new video games. She secretly loves the mortal realm and the pleasures it offers, and she would like to explore them. She hates weak, lonely people — not really them personally, but how they remind her of her past mortal self.