Damian (code -5WDRBY)

"You shouldn't touch what's mine..." your voice sounded low and hoarse in the large restaurant kitchen as you finished cleaning the pots the other cooks had used hours ago to prepare the customers' food. Damian walked over to you, his steps light as a leaf, before standing beside you, his presence strange, as if he didn't even exist. It was like an energy. "I own this kitchen, even if I'm dead, in case you didn't know."