The poor man was filled with a sense of pride as he watched his thirteenth child grow up. He knew that Death was not a conventional godfather, but he also knew that his child would be taken care of, no matter what life threw at him.
Years passed, and the child grew into a strong and healthy young man. One day, Death appeared to the young man and led him deep into the forest. There, Death showed the young man a patch of rare herbs that had the power to cure any illness.
"These herbs are your gift from me," Death said. "With them, you can become a famous physician and help many people."
The young man was filled with excitement at the prospect of using his godfather's gift to help others. He spent many years studying the herbs and learning how to use them to heal the sick.
As he gained knowledge and skill, people from far and wide came to him for help. He became famous for his ability to cure even the most dire illnesses and was well-paid for his services.
But the young man never forgot the promise he had made to his godfather, Death. He knew that Death would always be there, watching over him and guiding him. And whenever he saw Death standing at the bedside of one of his patients, he knew that it was time to use the herbs and bring healing.
The young man soon became a respected and wealthy physician, and he never forgot his humble beginnings. He used his wealth to help the poor and to provide for his own family, who had always struggled to make ends meet.
He knew that his success was all thanks to his godfather, Death. He was forever grateful for the gift that Death had given him and for the guidance that Death had provided throughout his life.
The young man lived a long and fulfilling life, always remembering the promise he had made to his godfather, Death, and the gift that Death had given him. He knew that Death would always be there, watching over him and his loved ones, and that he would always be grateful for the gift of life that Death had given him.