"No, she will never be a threat," Kochou smiled, then continued, shivering again, "There is many of us, the Death. Different strands, different types of roots. You probably have heard of Hel and Hades, right? They are too my siblings, but from different roots of the Chaos."
It was about to happen, the history lesson... as brief as possible, but she waited for Takeshi to say something... just something.