C649 Deathgod

It was huge and dark, filled with an aura of death, a world of death without a trace of vitality.

He was wearing a white robe with long red hair. His face was cold as he stood opposite to the god of death. His hair was fluttering in the wind. A faint aura of death surrounded him, making him unable to approach him.

"If you aren't someone from the Primal Chaos Realm