It all started when he asked Death to make him immortal.
Death was lonely.
And so he made a friend. Then another. And another. And another. And his friends lived happily. But like all living things, they must die.
And he must reap them.
So, he was lonely.
Until the day, many millennia having passed, a man suggested that there is another way. A way with immortals. With friends who will never die. But no one could have predicted the consequences of one immortal man.
And no one could have guessed the consequences when the Children of Death rebelled against their father.