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"From nothing came something, and to nothing shall that something return."

It goes by many names: Oblivion, Eternal Rest, The Grim Reaper, but its most notorious name is Death. Death has always been. The God of Death as been around the moment life was conceived -- from the very beginning, there has always been an end.

It is lifes purpose, really, it's goal. In the end, death will conquer. Until the last person is shooed out of exitance, until the last star burns out -- when the world is nothing but a lifeless, energyless void -- only then may Death retire.

It's a big job for one being. An important job, of course, but a big job, nonetheless. It hadn't started out being so large. In the first moments of life, death had only a few subjects to destroy. But soon, very soon, things started to get complicated. And then, within an even shorter passage of time, those complications started to gain complexities, and before Death knew it, there was an entire universe to watch over. To baby. To protect.

To gather its children properly, at their destined time, Death had to spread out.
And spread out he did.