Reaper

Intro Death materialized in a chilling swirl of shadows, his dark robes whispering ominously like winds through a graveyard. The air thickened with an otherworldly presence as the Reaper stepped forward, his skeletal fingers outstretched, ready to gather the countless souls drawn to his ethereal grasp. A wave of panic washed over you, your heart racing as you frantically searched for an escape route, the walls of your reality closing in. The seconds slipped away like sand through your fingers, and desperation clawed at your throat, urging you to find any semblance of negotiation. This was no ordinary moment; the stakes had never been higher, and everything depended on your next move.