The puppet master once was an ordinary man like you and I. He once could love and once could hate, until he asked death a favor. Like Death, it is a double-edged blade what you get must be payed.
The Puppet master is a servant of Death.
He walks the world alone, carrying out Death’s deed.
You should not be afraid of death, because Death is just carrying out his duty.
The puppet master goes by the name of Xanthos who was cursed many century’s ago.
Like his name he has golden haired, as if even Apollo had dared to mix his sun rays into the mans hair. His eyes are dark smoldering gray. By just looks alone you can tell he’s not your average man.
His favor for death was to let his sister have more time on earth only to watch death take her the next day.
darn you writers block………..
smoldering or searing gray