Shadowman in Death's sea

BEWARE THE SHADOWMAN!

He is a man who is like a giant hoodie who steals children to hide in his zipper. He used to reside in town, but now that he was found guilty for killing someone causing an endless war, he was cast out to Death's sea. There isn't many children down there, but plenty of undead fish. He zips them up into his giant black hoodie self now.

The fish he zips rattle around like clinking bones as he warps and waifs around the green waters. Death loves to fish for these as a time passer. It is more difficult to lure in undead fish than normal ones. His fish keep getting displaced away by the shadowman as he goes on his fishing adventures. Annoyed that something is disturbing his one other passing of time besides riding his boat down the river of sticks, death searches the water for what is taking the fish away.

He sees something darker than the green water down below. It is glitching and talking with the sound of cracking bones. A sound so disturbing, even he doesn't even know what to make of it. "Show yourself!" Death declares down below. The shadowman comes to. He has a fishhook sticking out of his mouth and a coconut in his hand he is sipping from.

"I am the man of shadows! Fear me, death!" He yells. There is one thing the shadowman loves, and that is any and every being fearing him. Death becoming afraid would be the ultimate way for him to feel this. Death is more annoyed than scared of course but he does think of a use for him.

"How about you deal with my worst passengers. The ones who don't willingly get on the boat, and especially the ones who refuse their specific afterlife made for them," he offers the deal. The shadowman agrees because working with death seemed the ultimate way to feel important and of course scary!

He used the rattling fishbone noise to scare those who were stubborn into not arguing any longer. People had heard before death had undead sea creature with him so they did not know what it was crackling below them. It was left to their lovecraftian imaginations. The horror of the dark crunching shadow that even spoke to them in a horrifying voice at times repeating to them their deeds on earth they thought no one to ever find out.

The shadowman even had a way of distorting the air around them to feel as if they were suffocating with no end because they were already passed on. Death gained great entertainment from the performances he put on. It was way better than just fishing and to reward the shadowman, he gave him access to some magic. The shadowman gained enough bits of magic from death's good graces enough to be able to begin plotting more manipulation games he wanted others to come play.

The shadowman soon enchanted a deck of uno cards that would lead people to wild situations when played. He would on purpose hand people the wild card so they would have to start out that way, then be handed some few more cards each play. The reverse card flipping their situation, the skip card having them be able to fast jump though a long trek, etc.

Usually there is only 5 people in the world who can create magic on cards to make them manipulate the world the way needed in real time. Some would go as silly as a queen card giving you an actual crown all the way to being able to conjure an exchanged ghost than can shoot poison.

Those card makers were given the power because they were seen to be people who could make right and just choices on what types of cards to make and who to give them to. The shadowman had found himself as the exception to that rule as he was wanting to become more a master of chaos than justice.