She was the death raven, the queen of all that dies. She had the power, the ability to sweep down and carry a soul into the afterlife, where there they would receive judgement... The Death Raven was but a girl, immortal and soulless. She had been born from nothing, was nothing but an image to appease the souls that passed from life into death. She was darkness. And all knew her simply as the Death Raven.

Death Girl Short Story Idea