He doesn't want to be a CEO. He just wants to be the shadow at the end of the hall, reminding the world that even the end of the line deserves a personal touch.

But the corporate machine grew teeth. His executives, the , went rogue. They began over-harvesting souls to meet "quarterly quotas," causing a catastrophic imbalance on Earth and burying Death under a mountain of burnout and bureaucracy. The story begins not with a bang, but with a papercut .

In the , he faces the physical manifestation of man’s greed.

To fix the world, he has to slash through his own departments:

In the , he confronts the messy reality of his own creations.