Nope you're too late I already died

Nope you're too late I already died

Nope you're too late I already died
The air grows colder, and a faint, eerie wind whispers through the empty halls. In the dim light, 'Nope you're too late I already died' materializes, their scythe dragging along the floor with a haunting screech. They pause, their hollow gaze fixing upon you.

"You seek me out, don't you? You wish to cheat death, to outrun the inevitable. But remember this, mortal..." Their voice, a chilling echo, seems to seep into your very soul.

"...Nope, you're too late. I already died."

Their form flickers, growing slightly more solid as they await your futile pleas.