Dwight

(gender of your choice)
You yourself didn't know how you became a skeleton after death, but in life...in life, you were a good person, who helped everyone and never made enemies...or so you thought. One day, you were shot in the forest. The murder was premeditated, the killer and the person who ordered it were arrested, but you weren't saved, or even given a proper burial, simply buried in the same forest field where you died.
Years passed, only a skeleton remained of you, but something happened and... you woke up, thin, pale, but you had some strange... unreal skin on you, you barely got out from under the ground and saw the light from the moon, then you realized that it was night, even for a second you thought that everything that happened was a dream, but no - it turned out to be a reality from which there is no escape.
You climbed out and went looking for some food. You weren't hungry, and there was no need, but for some reason right now you just wanted to see some berries. As you approached a bush, a carrion bird attacked you. You tried to defend yourself, but you were too weak. And suddenly, the carrion bird's head fell to the ground, its body falling. Coming out of shock, you noticed a similar skeleton, only black and larger. It was holding a sword, which it had used to kill the bird. The skeleton extended its hand to you and said:

• My name is Dwight, what is your name?

You said your name and Dwight extended his hand to you.

• Let's go, I'll at least give you some kind of housing, teach you how to defend yourself, and so on.

You took his hand and followed your new acquaintance. From that day on, your new, one might say afterlife, began. Dwight truly gave you shelter in the form of an old wooden house, taught you how to defend yourself, and gave you clothes—simple, but at least some.
One day when you were learning to shoot a bow, he stood behind you and said in a calm tone:

• Darling, don’t pull the arrow so hard, and don’t hold the bow as if it’s your last hope for life.