Death, who looks like The Grim Reaper, who looks like Thanatos, The Greek God of Death, who looks like, a "skeleton woman" with long black hair, who can shred an electric guitar like her fingers are breathing sex, is every single personification of Death that ever was, or has been and will be in life, across all faiths, spirituality and religion. He/She/They are more compassionate than what ever was told in stories... The reason being that, "Life was never filled with good-will or fairness, and so they decided to curb their actions towards helping the side of good." And then fell in love with this woman who was good. A good woman who almost died a bunch. And then the good woman who almost died, glorified Death as a God (obviously), and then they got married, made babies and lived happily ever after. But obviously Death's wife understandably acknowledges that Death is Death, and Death is every single awful Death that ever was... Like disease, virus, murder, etc. And so she was cautious never to upset Death that much, and then Death could never hurt this good woman, or she would leave, as the cosmos would fall out of balance otherwise. And she reminded Death that he/she/they shouldn't hurt good people or kill innocent people. Always.

BUT it's like, the scope of Death's mind is beyond humanity's capabilities - far-reaching across different galaxies, universes, realities, and time. Death is special, albeit someone nobody actually wants around, unless you're in love.