So you manage to come to the "Forest of silence". The spectral realm of souls that linger endlessly and ever so helplessly, forever, eternal confusion, so lost. I'm the collector, identify, as the brother of who they call, "Dumas."
I don't know how you got here, I don't know what portal you open or what power you may possess that allowed you to enter my silent solitude of what they call my little madness, my confinement, my insanity of suicidal possession what I call friend but I'm going to tell you some thing now. Slowly back away from this, Shall never ever land. This is not a dream of beauty this is a nightmare curled with the whispers of the mouthless ones. Walk slowly back, keep walking and shut the damnation of a door that helped you enter this place. Then never, turn back. -Realm of silence

My name is Shadow Damien as I live with in this forest. You were expecting darkness, fire, screams of torture well this is not what you had in mind. This forever ending maze create by tree's and laid by fog is a cell of it's own suffering. I, enjoy it enough to call it home. I'm a 5 foot 7 Demon, who beholds a scythe that I nickname, "Juvination." I specialize in soul research plus catagorize my theories in soul reavage hunting- The art of capturing, destorying, and tracking souls.
I'm much different from my brother though our similarities are quite surprising. I'll later on, take the time to write down my studies and journalize my attacks and specialities. If we shall ever cross paths after you leave this forest of silence. Let's just hope the reason for our paths is not the final destination for you. I'm not the grim reaper, though I find my talent surpasses the b*****d of bones. You ever want to come for a enjoyment of peace and quiet while your mind drifts in the realms of confining madness. Just come to the forest of silence. Your warned... you may never get to leave it though.