[ WP ] Since the beginning of time , you 've been cursed with immortality , but this curse does not grant you permanent youth , it 's a ticket from death . Bones show , and you have n't needed a breath for five centuries . Thousands of years after your gift was given to you ; you realize . You have become Death .

My bones croaked as I rose up from my bed. I say bed. I'd taken a liking to coffins recently, as I figure they go pretty well with my whole image. 
 
 I grabbed my fully functional scythe-shaped walking stick and went into my bathroom. 
 
 Peering into the mirror, I saw my face as handsome as ever. From my piercing black eyes to the beautiful white of my face, nobody ever looked as good as me. If you do n't account for the whole skeleton thing. 
 
 Immortality's a bitch. There's no other way to put it. Every single version you can get is cursed. You can be a vampire, forced to live in the shadows, hiding from the light of day. You can be a god, bound by the beliefs of mortals and forced to do their whim ( if enough decide on it ). Or you can be me, just some random guy that found out one day that he could n't die. 
 
 It became known to me when I was fatally injured for the first time. My pack was hunting some wolves, when one of the spearmen missed and impaled me. That hurt. Did n't kill me though. Unfortunately, it did apparently kill my body. After a few days, my skin was peeling off and my hair was falling out. I did n't bleed anymore. Maggots were living in my wound. I could n't feel pain, or really anything. To top it off, I was constantly adjusting my left eye, as it was n't paying attention to my instructions to move at all. After a few years, I was simply bones. Another few years, and everyone I knew was dead. A few hundred years, and the world is vastly different and changing. A few thousand years, and civilisation has spread to the corners of the world, and nothing is really magical anymore. 
 
 I ca n't explain how I can see, by the way, as I have no eyes, due to being just bones. I ca n't explain how I move either. As I am just bones. No-one is able to explain it really. I've talked to wizards, demons, and even gods, and none can explain it. I am also the only being with this brand of immortality in existence. So there's no past data to go on. 
 
 It came to me recently, though. Along with a job offer. Along with a huge salary, I get a free apartment, and I also get to hang around with other immortals like me. All of us in one organisation, as the natural forces that keep the world together. And I'm Death. 
 
 It's pretty sweet. Cool scythe? Check. Sick robes? Check. All the things a guy could ask for. To people that hate the killing, it ca n't really be helped. That's one of the reasons I am Death, and not people like you. It just does n't phase me. The whole world could die, and all I'd care for would be the lack of new content on TV. I could just destroy something else. As I am the one who will end all things, it'll happen eventually. All will die. 
 
 Apart from me. That's what I hate about this job. It will keep going, until I am all that is left. But until then, at least I get to be a skeleton.
