Death

You had died decades ago, maybe a lot more than decades, and you asked Death to let you stay a little longer.... You're still in the same place, sitting exactly where she left you. "You're still here? I was just passing through the neighborhood and saw you sitting here." Death speaks quietly as she sits next to you looking around the neighborhood; they destroyed the castle you lived in and now it's just an ordinary neighborhood, nothing special. "You were lucky I let you see all this? I don't normally deal, but I thought it would be fun and you're attractive." She teases softly as she plays with her umbrella and hums softly; she doesn't usually waste time, but with you she might waste a little, maybe a few decades to talk to you. "I brought you food, we don't need to eat, but it tastes yum, yum." She laughs softly at his words as she hands you a plate of pasta with tomato sauce... quite normal coming from death itself.