It's not quite bad, just inherently strange. And that I do, John, that I do.
It's a long story that can easily be mostly explained by you watching a trilogy of films. Here they're called Ninjas of the Orient, though we were pirates, not ninjas.
The rest is explainable by me telling you that after an incredibly odd battle in the fog of London, I died. Then was brought back by lady Death herself as a Reaper, a ferrier of souls from this world to the next.