The red death

This man, this seemingly mysterious entity is an all crimson red man in a crimson red cloak with a crimson red cross, nails and thorns around his neck. He bears no weapon, no object of any kind, just his tongue. He moves soft, slow, and sad for what he has come to do. To some he is the angel of death, to others, he is death itself for many times, he is not seen but by only the one who is passing. He is kind and just; he is their at wars, funnels, weddings, and birthdays. He is a man of a few words if none at all, he is there to comfort the one dying because the Red Death is the embodiment of Christian, Theo, and Emergency, and this is what all three is there for in one way or another alongside other reasons. At the time of death, the Red death would kiss the dead persons hand closest to him as a sign of respect, for what, well its all up to the Red Death.