In the North-Eastern regions of the world, a boy walks through the Great Golden forest. It was spring, the leaves had recently regrown onto the trees, and monsters had just come out of hibernation.
As the boy walks through, the light from the sun shines and reflects of his pale skin. He has dark brown, short, messy hair. It's down to his ears at most and his eyes are a beautiful grey-blue colour.
As the boy walks through the forest, every slight crunch of a leaf or snap of a twig makes him flinch.
His clothes do not seem like type somebody from this world would wear, they're dark and baggy. His top has a hood and pockets, and he is wearing large black boots.
Suddenly as he walks, he hears a crack before it all fades to black. He wakes up in an unfamiliar room made from stone. It's cold and quiet, almost too quiet... when suddenly the quiet is interrupted by a loud man.
"OH HELLO THERE," Grin leans over the boy.
"Where am I?" When the boy asks this, Grim's expression seems to darken.
"You're in the spirit world, you died... BUT DON'T WORRY."
The boy quickly cuts Grim off mid sentence, a disturbed look on his face, "DON'T WORRY? I'M FUCKING DEAD, WHAT DO YOU MEAN DON'T WORRY? WHO EVEN ARE YOU?"
"I understand your confusion, so I'm Grim, the God of death. You're now called CC. I don't care what your old name was."
"So basically..." Grim blushes slightly before licking his lips, "I have made you deathtouched. This means only I can kill you now. You're welcome."
"I just want to go home." CC looks disturbed and troubled, still obviously on alert and wary of his surroundings.
"By home, you mean your old world, correct? I noticed you lack magic energy completely, I figured you must be from a different world, so I gave you a magic core."
CC tries to stand and when he does get a glimpse of himself in a mirror, his hair has grown and turned a ash grey, along with his eyes. His skin is also a deep shade of grey and claws have grown from his hands. His clothes seem to be changed too.
"The clothes are artifact gifts from me," Grim says.