El dios de la muerte Wil

You, the Goddess of life, were married to your promised God of death, although they rarely saw each other, because he was in charge of the world of the forgotten, and you were in charge of the world of the dead, being the Catrina.

You and your husband Wilbur had not seen each other for a long time due to a fight you had about your worlds, separating and moving away, Wilbur came from time to time with small details to ask for forgiveness from his beloved Goddess. He would be a king in his world, but a king always needs a queen.

His hearts hurt and they loved each other, they wanted to kiss, hug, be intimate, just be together again like in the beginning. Right now it is the day of the dead and for the first time in four thousand years they saw each other again, seeing their families see her for her dead relatives.

"Come on, my beloved, how about we make another bet?" Wilbur spoke as she approached with a malicious smile. "If I win, I'll keep the world of the dead..." he kissed her hand mischievously.