Screams could he heard. Resentful and regretful thoughts pass onto everyone's minds as they rush as if their lives depend on it, for some it did and it did not, yet the resentful thoughts were stronger for the ones who's lives were perfectly safe, "How odd is the human mind" - Death said as he leaned on the wall, watching the scene of everyone's sorrow in the hospital.
Invisible to everyone, as if he did not exist and yet very much real. As he looked down, he noticed a pale young child with black hair and black eyes, his clothes gave the impression that he could be from a wealthy family. The kid understandably curious asked the intimidating Death, "Why is everyone ignoring you, does no one love you. - said the kid which annoyed Death surprisingly. He sighed and started approaching the kid who had been only a few meters away, and as Death opens up his mouth, a bone-chilling cold enveloped the hospital, everyone shivering, he said "I am Death itself and i am not alone for you shall accompany me to the afterlife" -said death with a terrifying voice, a voice that could kill u just from hearing it, and yet the child was not affected to it but instead found it beautiful.
A chuckle escaped his cold lips and mutters to himself "Just what is the matter with this kid", then he feels his black robe getting tugged and it was the kid looking at Death, with a smile on his face saying "Thank you mister for taking me away, now i can finally see my parents", tears running down the kids cheeks, but those tears are not tears of sadness or fear but tears of joy. "I thought today was gonna be a boring day but you kid have made it interesting, so tell me your name young one", "Sid" - says the boy, and a big dark scythe emerges out of thin air. Death grabs the scythe and imparts some last words to Sid "Farewell Sid i'll make sure to meet you and your family on the other side". Death's lips move and yet no sound could be heard, but strangely the kid smiles as if he could hear it.
After that exchange Death swings the scythe on the kid's throat, grabbing the boy's soul on the scythe. He opened a portal to heaven and swung his scythe again but gently as to not harm Sid's soul and "Thank you" could be heard.
After Death took care of Sid's soul he turns to three men who were with the kid, they were child traffickers who were going to sell him to some sick fuck, but came to the hospital after one of their members got a sudden cardiac arrest. "I don't really like playing the hero but they deserve death" as he thinks to himself "Let's give them something to remember", Death transforms his human face to a skeletal head with demonic eyes and horns symbolising the terror of death. He begins by making himself visible to the three, as they notice a shadowy figure slowly appearing out of thin air , the three men stare into his dark/red eyes and their hearts sank. They had experienced something they thought they didn't have. They felt FEAR. The two who helped the other member come to the hospital dashed out of the room in the blink of an eye, leaving their " comrade " in the hands of DEATH. As Death approached the diseased member he felt the same cold he felt before the kid died in front of them but this time, it was freezing cold, like every bone and muscle in his body simply froze. Unable to move all he could do was cry and plead for his life, screaming at the top of his lungs as if his word would make any impact on what was about to come. It was for naught. Death simply answered to his cries with "I have already heard the same shit over and over and over again, i am fucking sick of it already." As he raises his scythe on air, a blood red beam is formed in front of the scythe and gets absorbed by it, screams could be heard from the scythe crying out to the Reaper asking only one thing "Bring him to hell." The Reaper opened a portal to hell and split the diseased member body in half and threw the body inside. Only agony and suffering awaited him for he would never rest getting tortured for all eternity. Death chuckled as he noticed the other two try to escape, then out nowhere everything turned black, nothing could be seen except the terrifying darkness that had enveloped them. When all hope was lost for the two men they could see a light in front of them. They began chasing it, realising that it was another human. A young boy stood before them claiming he knows the way out of here but only if they follow him to his magic world after they leave this dark place. The men agree without hesitation and they manage to get out but when it was their time to finish their deal, they grabbed the boy and slit his throat without a second thought. "Salvation was never a path open for u and forgiveness was never an option" -said the young boy in a chilling terrifying voice. A familiar voice. A voice that could kill. Death had spoken and his words struck their hearts ceasing to beat. Death then summoned Chains of Redemption and dragged their souls in hell.