"X god of secrets. You know your abilities don't scare me. The prophecy for told a dark gods return. Plus I vowed to return. So I have when it was time." He waved away the moths and turned the world around him to his realm. "Pety threats and such are dust in the air." He released the souls he had taken and sent them to their rightful place in the underworld "X I know you can hear me. You and the other gods and goddesses shunned me for my abilities. The death god, the one charged to bring the end to the suffering and pain of death. The creator even shunned me. But the pointless threats of others is all that pointless." He waved his hand over the pool of blood revealing the mortals above. Look at them. Mortals scurrying about the world. Each one dying. Needing me to end their pain." I used to go up to the mortals to collect them personally.