At birth Death had many enemies—brothers and sisters—in order to survive they had to made the ultimate sacrifice: shed the blood of their own family. As the blood of the Fallen bled through the world's arteries, so did Death's heart, for every injury they inflected it was a personal attack against the Creator's endless benevolence.
The Creator's final legacy never seemed so hopeless during those eons.
Mortals, in their everlasting greed, soon found use for the remains of the Fallen Terrors, but at what cost?