You ask what I am, how I began. That I do not know.
You ask what my purpose is. I am Death: My purpose is to kill. My desire is to kill.
I remember neither birth nor creation.
I am the wraith in the night, the last vision that you shall see.
Call me what you would. Tell me what you will. Your fate remains.
I am the unchanging heart. For no one have I pity. For no one will I weep.
You will know when it is that I am coming.
In the silence, the whisper of my footsteps you shall hear.
Within the air, my presence you will feel.
You will know for what it is that I am come upon the sight within my hand.
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