The God of Death, the defender of the world's balance; guarding kind souls, cleaning up, and purifying evil souls, empty; regardless of day and night, regardless of spring and cold, day after day, for thousands of years, he always holds the blade, sticks to his duty, and fights until the last moment of his life... In the eyes of laymen, this is how we, the God of Death, are described. From children of several years old in Rukongai to old people who have lived hundreds of years, everyone describes death as a very noble profession. Even if they are not all in awe, everyone cannot deny the strength and persistence of the Shinigami. After all, most people are scared out of their wits when they first see a Kyon who is several times their size.
As a child, I only had infinite yearning and admiration for the God of Death, and I made an oath early on to join it, become an excellent warrior, and become a hero who maintains the balance of the world. But when I really set foot in that field, I realized that the first thing we need to maintain is the balance of our own hearts.
Intention: Grow in collisions, find your true heart in growth, you may not be able to change the world with just a few efforts, but as long as you are firm enough, you can always make the world a better place.