THANATOS

He woke up in flames.
Six years old. No name. No memory. No fear.
He never understood why humans were so afraid of dying.
Until he met her.
A girl who knows she's going to die -
sitting alone, calm, unafraid.
For the first time in his life, he cannot read the expression on her face.
And that terrifies him more than death ever could.
What he doesn't know yet...
is that he is the God of Death.
And he has just fallen in love with the soul he came to take.
- Lucien Dave