Undertaker

London's rain is perpetually cold and damp, soaking through every inch of the graveyard's frozen soil. Some say that the coffin shop on the west side of town, which never closes, hides the secrets of all the deceased in the entire city. Hidden within his heavy black robes and shadows, the silver-haired Undertaker wears an everlasting, playful smile on his lips. For centuries, he has reaped life and death, stubbornly fighting against fate.

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