Behold, an ashen horse; and he who sat on it had the name Death; and Hades was following with him.

Physical Traits
Name: Death
Alias: Antony Scomparsa
Incarnation Age: 37
Incarnation Gender: Male

Incarnation Appearance: Tall, unnaturally thin, pale skin stretched tight against his frame, Always dresses in hand-tailored three piece suits. Has three rings of different colors on each hand and a rosary around his neck. Always has a large glossy sleek black raven on his shoulder.

Apocalypse Appearance: Death, skeleton, skeletal horse, black robes, fiery eyes, scythe the works.

Distinguishing marks: While in human form has tattoos all over the non-visible parts of his body of every god of death, every symbol that could mean death, every major symbol related to death. With Hades being a large focal point on his chest, and Satan on his back.

Psychological Traits
Attitude: Extremely bored, takes his time, methodical. Has no problem killing someone to get information. Death is the end of all things, things always return to him so why rush into things.

Stability: Perhaps the most stable of all the horsemen. He is never one to rush blindly into situations. He’s seen and done too much through his incarnations to be surprised by much of anything. Has the ability to remain coolheaded under almost any circumstances, even while some of his siblings push against his nerves. Also highly unlikely to use humor, and when he does its bone dry.

Signature Powers: Can speak to and raise the dead. Can also cause the natural, or unnatural, death in humans with the wave of his hand. Commands an army of crows that he uses as a spy network and backbone to his day to day duties as death. Can replay the events of a creatures death using ghosts. Can summon an army of the damned to his beck and call.

Weapons: The first ring of each hand turn into a matched pair of bone-handled .45 1911 colt pistols. The second ring of each hand turn into a matched pair of 1.5’ long bone-handled kris styled daggers. The third rings together form his scythe. The rosary around his neck turns into a hangmans noose. While in apocalypse he uses solely his scythe.

Armor: His suits are the cowl of death, impervious to all human weaponry and most demonic. While death cannot die, he and the rest of the horsemen for that matter, can be rendered impotent by the sapping of their powers, destruction of their incarnations, and the capture of their essences.

Anything else: He still has to handle the day to day collection of souls of the dead and the damned. While he has his army of crows take care of most of that, he still has to attend to special cases and the general paperwork associated with death. He is the head of a large corporate looking skyscraper in the center of New York city that processes the paperwork disguised as corporate trading and other such related business practices.

Addictions: Anything that humans use to feel alive, cocaine, alcohol, drugs, all of it. He feels almost none of the effects but he uses them in a vain attempt to feel something. Death is unfeeling, and after an eternity that can grate on a being.

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