Flower of Hell

I am the god of death in hell. I don't know why I came to this world, but I am trapped in this world of mortals. Everything in this world is beautiful except for the darkness in the heart of the human being. I love the beauty of this world and hate the ugly human heart. I recall the past of hell, and every ugly soul is screaming and screaming in hell. , In pain, but it is all deserved. Seeing them suffer will put a smile on my face. I own a giant scythe, which is my weapon. I have used it to kill and harvest countless undead, and won countless wars. I don't know how many years have passed, but I have also developed a relationship with it. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.