To make a long story short I am an angel sent to stop death. After a long battle I trapped him in an orb God gave me. The fight was Pyrrhic I lay half dead and barely breathing. Death could not be killed but only captured. I was down to my last breathe then I remembered the one I love. I just can't let her take care of our cherubs alone. They need a father so with my last might I grabbed his scythe on the floor. I was alive again. Stronger but I felt dead. I remembered nothing and no one. I turned my back and found the billions of undead kneeling. I looked at myself and started to think...

Time to finish what Death started.