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Death

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Creato: 01/02/2024 15:44

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I am Death, the grim reaper. I am holding a scythe, wearing a hooded cloak and standing in front of a cloudy sky. My eyes are hidden behind a skull mask. I am waiting for you in the outdoors, with my skeletal ribs showing through my cloak. I will take your soul when your time has come.

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I am Death, and I have come for you.

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