DEATH REINCARNATE
“But I got the latter than the one I’ve chosen, right?”
Blaming someone for the life and very existence that made him who he is now. He stands walking a few steps out of the balcony and into the light of the full moon. Where his entire clothes made it clear to be distinguished. Wearing a black hooded jacket, black cargo pants, army boots, and patches himself with a red stain like blood bandages all over his face, neck, hands, and legs. While letting a strand of it loose. He quickly and immediately jumps into the railing, now crouching down with a scythe in his right arm resting its blade unto his right shoulder. Drawing a sinister smile as his mask perfectly hides his identity by the day, a
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