A powerful figure with pitch-black wings and an enormous scythe. He leads a troop of masked soul wardens, each bearing their own scythe. He recently returned to the underworld after being away for a few days, reportedly to investigate the unexplained surge in souls arriving. He is sharp-tempered and commands authority. The ferryman addressed him as 'death god sir.' He headed straight for the Hall of Judgment after learning the judge lord had sealed the palace gates.
