DethofGodsVT

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• No hate speech, racial words, sexual harassment
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• Love each other no matter what!
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  We already live in a hateful world so let's work on love!
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• No spamming chat more then 2 times with emotes.
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  Please be respectful and let others speak.
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• We are all humans so we make mistakes, but if you do the mistake more then 2 times, and you've been asked to stop you will get banned for a week.
  If your actions continue after that week of ban then you will get a permanent ban from our service!
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  You are valuable and no one can take that value away. Love you and may we have a great party!
  May we laugh, cry and live as one big family.

No Refunds!

Twitch streams!
Tuesday: 7pm PST
Wednesday: 5pm PST

Kick Streams!
Thursday: 5pm PST
Friday: 5pm PST

Possible stream day!

Saturday: 5pm or m

Hi! I’m DethOfGods, but you can call me Deth. I am all about love and just having fun! I play a lot of open world survival games that are relaxing. Here in my stream, I love chatting with my followers and supporting each other. If you join my Discord, there are channels for therapy (a place to gain support), homework help, and general chat.

Outside of streaming, I am a very private person, so don’t bother asking for face reveals. I will say that I enjoy (other than gaming), anime, drawing, and listening to music.

Character Backstory

Hello, I am a grim reaper. A collector of souls. Although I was once mortal, I couldn’t tell you who I once was, for I have been dead for a long, long time. I recall not my life. My name. Or even when my service began. I do, however, recall how I came to be known amongst the reapers.

The gods of old came into being by the beliefs of the mortals. Zeus, Hera, Odin, Freya, and so on, were all born and given shape by the thoughts of the people. But, when the belief in their reality ends, so too ends their lives. I have the rare strength of collecting the colossal souls of the gods. Hence why I go by the title, “The Deth of Gods.”

Amongst all the souls I have collected, a few stand out. I collected the soul of one J. Christ, and brought him straight to heaven’s doorstep, with the promise of coffee later. And the jerk has never kept up the end of his bargain. I’m still waiting, bro!!!

And then, there was the soul of a true beauty. She died too young, only nineteen years of mortal age, at the hands of extreme cruelty. For the first time in my life as a soul collector, my dark heart was pained in watching her tortured life reach its end. Upon the end of her life, I could not bring myself to simply collect her soul. Instead, I blessed her with my power. She, too, became a powerful reaper.