God-Making Project: the Fury of Death

Have you ever experienced the feeling of suffocation approaching your throat? It's like the moment when death's scythe hangs over your head. The dark alley was now exuding a gleaming light. A man kneels before the mysterious cloaked figure, as if confessing a sin. The man in the cloak was like a condemned god of death, holding a scythe high, and the pale and cold ghost flames were burning quietly on the scythe blade. Under the blade, the kneeling man's body was trembling, and his eyes were filled with despair. The man gritted his teeth and roared madly. At this time, he was already planning to burn the boat and maybe still have a glimmer of hope. His sharp dagger sliced ​​through the cloaked man's body without any hindrance. But... It seems to be going too smoothly! The illusory body of the cloaked man is like a real god of death, tearing at people's souls with emptiness and fear. Seeing the slow sickle approaching, the man was sweating coldly and his hands and feet were stiff. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.