"You have no God Aspect, but the universe has deed you worthy of having the highest potential possible. Sothing even the gods would envy you for. That is worth my attention and I have decided to bring this proposition to you. Make a contract with and beco my angel of death, and in exchange, I will grant you an Aspect, sothing more powerful than anything my other children have."
The deal was too ambiguous. This was the first thought that crossed Azrael's mind.
Thanatos wasn't saying much about what he was going to be doing, and all the warning bells in Azrael's head rang at the mont, telling him that there was a lot more to this deal than what was being revealed.
"What do you an by an angel of death? What exactly am I going to do for this power?"
Thanatos ca close enough to Azrael and towered over him with the sa sinister smile on his face. The pressure in the Dinsion began to rise, and Azrael felt himself being pressed down even more by the gravity!
"Aren't you just angry at all of it, boy? Tell , is there no fury in your soul? The humans treat you like a plague. They consider your very existence to be a curse. They consider you as a defect. Don't you just want to kill them all..."
Azrael couldn't react due to the intense pressure that Thanatos was exerting, and Thanatos continued.
"It might not anger you, boy, but it does anger . You are a child of mine, and even with your defect, you should not be looked down on by the children of other gods. Who do they think they are to regard you as a lesser being? But you can change all of that. You can get your revenge and gain power beyond anything you have ever imagined. All you have to do is take my blade."
Thanatos put his hand to the side, and it vanished into the darkness. Then Thanatos pulled his hand back out, and Azrael saw the most beautiful katana he had ever seen sliding out from the darkness. The katana's blade was completely black, and it seed to swallow all of the light around it hungrily. The hilt was blood red with white ivory stretched tight around it like a human ribcage. Azrael did not know it now, but he would find out later that the white ivory had been crafted from the bones of humans.
Thanatos swiped the sword around a couple of tis, carving black lines across the air before he presented the sword to Azrael with an intense look on his face.
"So, what say you, child?"
Azrael swallowed from the tension. Azrael was no fool. He knew exactly what it was that Thanatos was asking him to do here, but there were so many questions still in Azrael's head that Thanatos hadn't answered yet. Thanatos was asking him to kill other demigods, but why? And how was he going to gain power by killing other demigods?
Azrael was angry at the people who had treated him like a second-class citizen for so long, but that didn't an that he was a mass murderer.
The question here was this: what was Azrael willing to do in order to obtain power?
If he signed this contract with Thanatos, he would be forfeiting his humanity. There was no chance that he would be able to back down from a contract like this without paying with his life, so he would be forced to see it through till the end.
But wasn't it worth it? His humanity... what had that ever done for him before?
The people around him trampled on his humanity and treated him like a second-rate human all this ti.
His soul... what was the point of holding onto it?
Would he rather hold onto his soul while living a 'dignified' life as a weak bastard?
The anger from before began to surge through Azrael once more as he rembered what had just happened to him less than five minutes ago. He had been beaten by Francis and his lackeys, people that he should have been able to walk over easily, but they had defeated him simply because of how weak he was! Those bastards were less than dirt, but they were going to beco the apex of humanity while he was going to continue living life as a weakling and die without anything!
Azrael's teeth were clenched so tight that he thought they were going to break! A pure, unbridled rage surged through him at that mont, threatening to eradicate all of his inhibition! Azrael didn't care anymore! This was the only chance he was going to have! It was the opportunity of a lifeti before him, presented to him on a fucking silver platter! Like hell was he going to let it go!
Azrael looked up at Thanatos, and Thanatos felt a red-hot emotion burst through him! Thanatos recognized the emotion he was feeling as pure pride, and he couldn't stop a maniac laugh from escaping!
"Yes! I love that look in your eyes, boy! That is the look an Angel of mine should possess! Strike fear right into the heart of the enemy with nothing but a glance!"
Thanatos presented the blade to Azrael once more and shouted his offer!
"I do not give out opportunities lightly, Azrael! I shall only present you with my hand once, and never again! Take my blade and beco my Angel of Death, and in exchange, I shall give you power! All the power you ever wished for and more! Power beyond your wildest dreams! What is your answer?!"
"I don't care what I have to do. If I can beco stronger, I would even sell you my soul."
Azrael's answer was imdiate, and if it had been heard by any human, it would've sent chills down their spine!
Thanatos spun his blade around once, and Azrael's eyes widened as Thanatos grabbed him by the shoulder before stabbing the katana forward!
SQUELCH!
Azrael lurched forward as blood spilled from his lips, and Thanatos's laugh was the only thing that echoed through the dinsion!
"Then it is done, my boy! May this oath be witnessed by the River Styx! From this mont forward, you shall be known as Azrael, the Angel of Death!"
...
"GASP!"
Azrael shot off the ground like a rocket as he returned to the land of the living! He stumbled back and slamd his back into the wall behind him before grabbing at his shirt desperately to check his stomach!
Azrael was breathing harshly as he looked for any injury on his body, and he was finally able to relax a little when he didn't see anything! He thought that was the end for him! Thanatos just stabbed him without any warning!
That bastard!
Azrael rested his head back on the wall behind him and slid down to the ground as he tried to get his heart back under control, and Azrael was surprised to notice sothing resting beside him. It was the katana that Thanatos had used to stab him, but it had been put inside a black sheath that had a red skull imprinted on the front of it. There was a long ribbon tied on the sheath, flowing in the wind, and as Azrael brought it closer, he noticed that there was sothing written on the ribbon.
[May the souls of the violently departed never rest in peace.]
Shiver.
A deep shiver traveled down Azrael's spine as he read this, and he quickly looked away from it
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