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Who believes that death is really the end?

Is the world really such a beautiful place? The hatred, the torment, the despised, is there really anything better in life? We live to one day die. It all leads up to the end.

Or what we think is the end...



The one who controls your demise, a snow white being holding the clock of your expectancy. He knows who you are, he knows what happened, what is happening and what will happen...what you will become. His blood red eyes, the color of the last drops of blood that will spill from your veins. Hair silver almost white, the colour of the snow that will one day blanket your coffin. He holds a sythe in his hand. The symbol of the last breathe you will ever take, his Crimson Tear. He stands before you now to judge. Are you really worthy? Do you have the cold heart that is able to do such things as he? Are you able to be like Death himself. Like Cain the Father of the Afterlife.

In His world, you are able to touch and feel. See and hear, everything you experienced before your last dream died, you hope to live. To love to hate, to fear and be relieved. He offers it all to you, hand outstreched in a gift. Follow him and be spared or be trapped with all the others who were too weak. All he asks is that you asisst him at taking lives...like he took yours.

Are you up to it?

Then become one of us.


In this world you are alive at first. We take that life from you we you ask for death, because really what point is there in living if your going to die anyway, Its destiny. Or if you are killed by another.

You are given a chance for revenge when you are taken To kill the one that killed you, or rest in peace and roam for all eternity.