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Honestly, why do you care about me?

But here's a bit about myself.

Name:  I have been called a lot of names;  you can refer to me as Rachel.

Age:  To old to know, to young to care

Looks:  I look like myself, brown hair blue eyes, pale.

Are you still here?

I'm concidered the Shinigami, out of all my friends.  And you don't need to know why.

There's nothing in the world as ruthless or impartial as death. All living matter ages over time and eventually dies. No matter how mighty or tiny its life force. So being alive means you're creeping closer to death with every second. History is composed of choices and divergences. Each choice you make creates a new world and brings forth a new future. But at the same time, you're eliminating a different future with the choices you didn't make. A future denied of all existence because of a change in the past. A future that was destroyed before it was even born. Even If I Go to Hell, I Will Live Until The End of The World, And If The World Does Not Come To An End, I Will Destroy It With My Own Hands.