Ryu

His name was Ryu, though no mortal tongue had spoken it in centuries. His wings, vast and feathered. Across his chest hung an iron-bound notebook chained shut with celestial metal that glowed faintly in the dark. No mortal book emitted such a chill, nor carried such weight. This book was the judging of sinners and if their name was written inside they would go into hells realm for judgement.