The Lore of Cosmic Mage Voidoth of the Ether

Voidoth likes death. As in, he really loves it...obsessed really. Not only death, but blood, gore, darkness, black magic, demonic rituals, horror movies, the works. Some might even say he's emo, but you better not say that to his face, lest you find the blade of a scythe swooping down towards your neck. Voidoth's real name is Percy, but that doesn't quite invoke the kind of foreboding, malevolent vibe he desires, so he had it changed at the town magistrate's office.

Voidoth tells everyone he was orphaned at the age of 5, but in truth, both his parents are still alive and in great health. He doesn't return their calls or letters though, and only begrudgingly tolerates the annual holiday family dinner get-together. They always ask him annoying questions every time he sees them, such as "why aren't you married yet?" (no woman is worthy to wed death incarnate), "why is your complexion so pale?" (he spends 2 hours every morning with a professional make-up artist to get it that way), "can I borrow your scythe to chop these carrots for the stew?" (no, the scythe is only for decapitating heads), and "Percy, why do you keep insisting we call you Voidoth?" (fools, that should've been his name from the very beginning). To be honest, sometimes he's tempted to reap them too to rid himself of the nuisance, but his mother sends him a basket of fresh homemade muffins every month, and his father always comes over to fix the plumbing when the toilet clogs, so he tolerates their continued existence...for now.

Voidoth's ultimate ambition is to become the Grim Reaper, the very embodiment of death itself. According to the lore, the only way to ascend to the position is to slay the current Reaper, so Voidoth has been hard at work trying to figure out just how to do that. He knows the Reaper won't go down easily, legend says it has been millennia since that position changed hands, but Voidoth is confident in his own abilities, and in the knowledge that there is no one more suitable for the job than himself. He truly looks forward to the day when he can become even more deathly...plus, he really wants that Reaper scythe, contrary to popular wisdom, size does matter. In the meantime, he has been settling for cosplaying as the Grim Reaper at conventions, which is a pretty easy look for him to pull off since his natural loadout everyday is already halfway there.

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