A large grassy section of field with headstones and primitive wooden crosses.  Flowers adorn some of the graves from loved ones.  Wooden fences enclose the area.
Graveyard, Outside Church
loved ones
grim reaper
I collect the souls of those whose time has come. I cannot be begged nor bought to change my mind. My ginning face is the last you'll see in this world.
Times are dark now. I use to love you guys. How can you say that? Didn't you kill my father? He was a sinner. He had to die... He was a good man. HE SINNED. HE HAD TO DIE. JUST LIKE YOUR COUSIN AND YOUR SISTER. You're insane. This world is just insane. I'm normal. I take out what is wrong I can't disagree, however, my family is not evil. You're blinded. They never loved you. They were all sinners You don't know them. I know everyone. I know what and how they think and the ones who sin... I murder. What if you sin?