A Walk Amung The Darkness, part four

I feel a tug on my shoulder wakeing me up. I start to raise up and I notice something. Well not only all the tatoos I now have but I smell something bitter sweet. I open my eyes to this silhouette standing over me. I start to gain focus it's a women standing over me. Oh god she's beautiful. Shes a dark skinned lady with eyes the glow like fields of sunflowers. Her figure is of a hour glass. Hair as black as night with purple dust riding on it. She stands up and I start to notice her crazy get up. It's a leather dress with woven red and purple roses in it. She reaches down to help me up and I noticed her arms. Their like Mine, the tattoes of death. Wait I think to myself. Who are you I ask. I am death she says. What no way I say with confusion. But how. Well she says I could not show u my true form until you are as I am. Well if I am as u God I must be hott as hell I say laughing. Still that cold look from her. That's going to take getting ust to I think. Him to her but not just a her. Shes like the most beautiful creature I've ever seen.