The world was at peace, and I had become a symbol of that peace. People would look up to me as a god who had brought harmony to the world. And I was happy to be that symbol.
But as time passed, I began to realize that there were still those who did not want peace. There were still those who wanted war and conflict.
I knew that I had to do something to stop them. And so, I set out on a new journey. I traveled the world, seeking out those who would disrupt the peace and bringing them to justice.
It was a difficult task, but I was determined to succeed. And with my powers as the God of Death, I was able to bring even the most powerful of warmongers to their knees.