"Well, well, well. I knew my pet was killed not too long ago, but I didn't expect the same people who killed him to venture up further so soon. Who would have thought… I guess I should introduce myself, it's not nice to keep everyone waiting." - ???
Speaking with a low-pitched voice, the figure steps off her throne moving a wine glass of suspicious red liquid onto the side of the throne. Her steps echo alongside the beating of the heart as she walks closer as a scythe appears in her other hand, twirling around her wrist. Flicking her pink hair, and banging the butt of the scythe on the floor in front of her as the purple cracks stop flickering. It starts to emit a constant stream of light, lighting up everything around us.
"3…2…1… Swing it. It's ya boy, Mori Calliope, first apprentice to the Grim Reaper himself." - Calliope