He didn't show it, as he frowned watching life run through the plagued cities in frantic movements healing the sick and dying. Washing the city clean. Death's heart pounded as pain rushed, "B-But why, why can't I be the hero?" his eyes watered as he thought this vanishing into the dark. Life looked angrily for him, shouting frantically, a love like this wouldn't last being to completely different things.
A Character Questionnaire - Pretty good, but the physical description part was a little annoying. Sometimes your character's eyes ARE just brown. If you don't know who you're writing, this is a good start.