"Oh, a Reaper," the man said. "I used to serve your kind. I was a Meister of a very high caliber. But just collecting souls and creating a Death Scythe felt like doing Lord Death's dirty work. And when I left, someone gave me new powers."
"Crap! He's a witch!" said Rex.
"Witch?" the man chuckled. "Don't call me that. I'm a hybrid of Meister and witch, I suppose. A warlock."