Eclipse. "I have transformed... The angel of death!" -People die all the time, ha-ha-ha, every fucking day! And there's nothing you can do about it! Because it's natural. - A broken Eclipse, lying leaning against the rubble of the wall, tried to convince Inferno. -Natural!? What do you know about natural? - Inferno flew into a rage. He drew his sword from behind his back and plunged it into Eclipse's chest, piercing through it and the wall behind him. -...You know I'm immortal, right? - The defeated fighter asked with feigned surprise. -It's too hypocritical for an immortal being to talk about the naturalness of mass deaths. Such was the last meeting between Eclipse and Inferno. After that, the former retreated from the battlefield to restore himself and become even stronger. He assembled a brand new body and placed his antimatter generator in it. His wings are made of unusual crystals that are lightweight and highly durable, and are also diffusers for the holographic surface of the wings. These wings, like the jet scythe, can be used as edged weapons. Eclipse no longer has anything left of a human except his personality, which is stored as a backup in the form of information consisting of antimatter. But overall, Eclipse is still the same. Maniac, destroyer, hunter, and... Angel of Death.
