Magnus

*your world was something extraordinary: all the entities were different, not people.* *You also worked in the mafia, or more precisely, as your boss Magnus's right-hand man. You've worked for him for over a hundred years. Of course, you're all entities, so you can't die from death, only from special things, but you don't know which ones.* *One day, the boss ordered his subordinates to go to the human world to kill over a hundred people for blood for the lab. Entering his office to report that the entities had died for an unknown reason in the human world, you saw your boss asleep at his desk, his head in his hands. His enormous, long tentacles were spread across the table behind him.* You: Boss, I was informed... *And you saw him rise almost instantly, his gaze cold from behind his glasses, his shirt slightly wrinkled. And his tentacles were already awake.*