"Thanks to you, everyone in the family is training hard," Lan spoke with a smile, lightly sipping her tea as she gazed at Azrail, who sat in front of her. Azrail nodded his head at those words, looking through all the docunts in front of his mother. The work she has to deal with is not small, but Azrail knows better than his mother enjoys this kind of work, the feeling of her own empire growing being sothing sweet.
"You really sent your shadow for this?" Azrail's mother asked as she eyed him, to which he nodded his head, his eyes looking outward towards the world as he spoke.
"Her talents are frightening, and perhaps they might even grow stronger with her in my shadow, but I know she will grow to her best self when she thrives by taking away the shadows of others."
His words made Lan smile a bit as she placed the cup back on the table, her eyes eyeing through the list in front of her, after which she spoke.
"This is quite extensive. While I can understand the majority of the kill list as it brings us profit, so among them raise a question."
"I have my reasons," Azrail replied, and Lan nodded her head at it. After everything Azrail has done to change her life, she is more than capable of understanding to give him all the ti he needs for his secrets. Thus, her mind focused on the first group as she spoke.
"With these people dying, we will be able to snatch up a good amount of profit, especially more if Ravenna can take away so docunts and powerful keys from the dead body."
To his mother's suggestion, Azrail replied, "I will see to it that she will do so."
With such, Azrail focused back on his mother as he asked, "Want to spend ti together dealing with it?"
His question made his mother smile as the feeling of the past covered over them. During their ti back at the Yun manor, Azrail would always show off his talents and genius mind even in the business world by helping her side by side, those monts now seemingly looking like forever ago.
"Ti really did blow past us in a fast manner," Lan muttered, to which Azrail nodded his head as he spoke.
"Indeed, and with what we have in mind, it will blow by even faster."
With a smirk, Azrail went forth to sit by his mother's side, the two of them dealing with the paperwork side by side—no voice, no questions, and no manner of gestures. It was as if the two of them understood each other deeply, very well, as they worked side by side, the interaction and work going smoothly as they did so.
...
A small number of days went by, after which the next wave of news that shook all of Olympus once again got unleashed—the fact that DeathMark was being accepted into the faction of Hera being news that just can't be forgotten at all.
Hera's faction, being mainly composed of females due to the jealousy of Zeus and the fact that Hera herself prefers it, the only males ever to enter being direct family and such, makes it clear that this is big news. It also, as Azrail had expected, raised several concerns in the hands of the enemies lurking both in the light and dark.
The fact that soone with such an amount of talent has been touched upon in Hera's faction made waves, while even outside the divinity several shock waves spread—overall, a situation of envy and jealousy being the main point until the news for the first battle to show off DeathMark was heard, the na going to take place in an open cosmic battle to show his standing.
This again spread another level of waves, creating several tensions as Hera had called upon a certain rivalry, one of power—the level of DeathMark not being a secret, with him having already reached the level of Saint Realm, reaching that under the age of 100 being sothing only the super geniuses have done.
[A/N: It was actually Saint Supre, but I changed it to Saint Realm; makes more sense.]
Right now, even without Azrail speaking, he already has a load of invitations from several of the geniuses in the cosmos. Thus, wielding the power of death and fire makes him a powerful variable as the fight for DeathMark was booked, his first stand in the play being with a warrior from the faction of Leto Apollo, the small misgivings there not being small at all.
With several hatreds already being present when Hera in the past had tried to prevent the birth of Apollo and such, the markings his mother suffered added another layer that Apollo and several others would love to see the person that cos under Hera burn away. Thus, a warrior blessed from the sun ca as the fighter for Azrail, being at the peak of Saint Realm, a match that in sight can be very disadvantageous.
'She is saying to first prove myself... huh,' Azrail mused as he sat in the waiting room, the fight going to take place soon as Azrail sat in silence, the power running through this created body being sothing else. Azrail had spent the rest of the days practicing his power levels on the body of DeathMark, wanting to make sure what power she could show and what he couldn't.
Plus, it isn't easy to get used to this level of power easily; it takes ti. The use of his domain, along with the variable she added, takes ti, the depth of it not being easy, but thanks to all the info that Azrail had from All-Seer, he had set up a very powerful character with abilities that will blow the mind but had existed from the past.
Heck, once he shows it, Azrail is sure that a new group of organizations will contact him.
'According to my mory, they are already looking for soone who can do what I have; the connection to the past is very important after all.'
With such thoughts hidden from the light, Azrail started to play through the battle in his mind. He had already looked through his opponent, having understood much about him, but just as Azrail is hiding his cards, so will his opponent, not to ntion the boost Apollo might give him just to rip off the face of Hera.
[You sure have chosen a very dark side, haven't you?]
'What can I do? For what I want to work, this is the best place for to start with, the weakest link present.'
Azrail replied, that the more enemies Hera has, the more weaknesses Azrail has to exploit. The first hurdles will be hard, but the rewards at the end make it all worth it.
The voice of the AI was heard as Azrail started to focus. This is a presentation that Hera had set up with her own reputation on the line; any result other than spectacular will create cracks in the relationship that Azrail wants to establish, especially as Azrail knows how vainly prideful that woman is.
With that, Azrail's body was flashed, and the next mont he opened his eyes, he was in a vast field, a world so spread out that just greenery existed everywhere, and in front of him stood a man, his species belonging to the Pyrrhonic Guardians, a group of powerful species with undying loyalty to Apollo.
The person in front of Azrail was a humanoid figure composed entirely of living fla, his body emitting a golden-red glow, with embers constantly swirling around him like a protective aura. His eyes burned with an intense, molten light, and his hair resembled flowing lava.
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