A lone reaper, his scythe glowing with the ethereal light of Dreamstar, walks through a graveyard of fallen heroes. Shadows cling to him, infused with the power of aidmaDarkfantasy, as he collects the souls of the dead. The soft glow of the stars illuminates the headstones, while dark tendrils of shadow wrap around the scythe, making it both beautiful and terrifying.

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