A tusuncat dressed up as a Death. he is in a black cloak with a hood. He carries a scythe as his weapon of choice. His bony hands clutch the long handle of the scythe. Wherever Death goes, Darkness and Fear follows. Death silently stalks his victims. His footsteps make no sound. When he approaches, the air turns cold and a sense of doom descends. His empty eye sockets seem to gaze upon dying souls with a chilling finality. The bony finger of Death beckons his victims to cross into the afterlife. Those who see the skeletal figure of Death know their mortal existence is at an end. The Reaper has come to claim another soul to ferry into the next world.,looking at viewer,in container,long hair,clean background, <lora:Tusuncat:0.6>