Friendly Grim Reaper

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A Little Fellow Known as Death Incarnate Death's diminutive figure stands out starkly against the towering backdrop of human existence, a tiny yet unyielding presence that casts an eternal shadow over all that lives and breathes. His black robes billow behind him like a dark cloud, their tattered edges fluttering in the gentle breeze as he moves through the world with a quiet confidence that belies his stature.