

Fallen Death GodA hooded girl with part of her darker-than-black hair showing just a bit held her scythe, which was currently in its safe form, a stick with a dim light from a lamp on the top. She sat a boat in the river of souls in the darkest part of Hell. She took a deep breath and sighed as she took down her hood and got ready to jump into the river. She was to retrieve a lost soul which had gone the wrong way. It was supposed to go the other way, heaven.Fallen Death God
Souls and ghostlike-beings grabbed onto her as if they wanted to get out too.
". . ." She got irritated but tried to control herself for if she caused a commotion again, she w
Falling .:in color:.
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