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In his hand he holds a mask of gold, which represents the face of his life’s true desires, and on his back a rich and gruesome embroidered cloak imprisons the faces of those preeminent souls he has taken for Death’s designs. But perhaps most horrific of all, from the odious sack of innards that spill out of his vacuous abdomen, vengeful spirits become a celestial torch and pitchfork wielding mob to exact a wicked justice for their host.
Having once lived a life of greed, now Death commands Avarkus to serve in the Court of the Dead and carry out his master plan – to rise, conquer and rule!
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