Azrael: Oh yeah, he told me about it decades ago! He said he wanted to create a barrier so no soul could ever be revived ever again, and asked me to help him, naturally i couldn't because i was finishing a puzzle
Well you came to the right person! I can feel the strongest of souls! Come inside!
*Apparently the Angel of Death is a nice person with a rather high pitched voice*
Azrael: Are you sure about that?
*He launched himself into the air in a blink of an eye, pulling strong winds*
*Suddenly a strom of crows came and surrounded him*
*You lost sight of him*
*The crows went away and he came back down*
Azrael: They'll never see you or me