My Soul card is a Reaper

Two more days later;

Azzy once again bid farewell to Rynmere for another quest; what changed this time is that Azzy didn’t order him to stay behind as he usually does. Rynmere himself volunteered to stay behind.

Perhaps he has finally come to terms with it and stopped being stubborn? One could only wonder.

Azzy left for Planet Roca through one of the interplanetary portals, which cost him 36700 Grace shards for travel.

Yes, unlike the big World Gate, the interplanetary portals cost money as they were controlled by private organizations.

Azzy was now too rich to worry about such a meager amount but still paid for a round trip instead for 61000 shards, getting a pass that had an imprint of the dragon insignia on both sides. Why is this such a problem? This is because the round-trip pass only lasts 48 Hours.

Once he passed through the portal and landed on the frozen planet, one of the insignias on the pass disappeared on its own, and Azzy put it into his pocket, and went on flying toward his destination with a map in his hands.

It took him about six hours of flight to reach the campsite, located atleast three kilometers away from what seemed like a castle; there, only two people waiting for him at the site, an elevated flat and stone surface with a huge campfire in the center.

Even from far away, Azzy could sense one of their strength. He didn’t even need Aura sensing to figure out the identity of the demigod among those two.

As Azzy landed before them, the Angel other than the demigod rose to his feet and spoke, "You must be Gary of Everlasting guild. I’m Thalorim." At the same time, the demigod Angel stretched his hand to the side. His palm glowed for a second and a wooden chair appeared out of thin air.

"Hello." Azzy subtly nodded and proceeded to sit on the chair, as gestured by the demigod.

"So, Gary, before others arrive, let’s talk," Thalorim took the initiative to converse with Azzy once again. As he turned his head to pay attention to this Supreme realm Angel, the latter spoke, "I heard about your condition to participate in this raid."

Azzy didn’t react to it and stayed silent.

Thalorim continued, "Don’t worry. We don’t have a problem with it, but it would be nice if we knew what to expect from you so that our powers don’t clash. My master would the fallen, so…"

Azzy glanced to the left, taking a glimpse of the demigod. Lux’s voice then rang in his head, "Be careful, he is a Seraphis."

"Oh, a real one?" Azzy’s eyes glistened in curiosity for a moment. As if the Seraphis felt something strange, he gazed back at Azzy, who averted his gaze and said, "My abilities vary widely. I can’t list them all. But, for this upcoming battle, I will use lightning. My lightning often paralyzes lower life forms regardless of their strength. So, I’d stay away or atleast be alert whenever lightning strikes the enemies around if I were you."

"Too vague," The Seraphis squinted eyes, thinking.

Thalorim, on the other hand, nodded in understanding, "Yes, I’ll relay it to our teammates. Except for one, others are Nephilims you know."

Azzy shook his head as he leaned to the front, resting his arms on his thighs, maintaining a deep tone under the mask, "You misunderstood me. When I say lower life forms, Angels too fall in that line." After a brief pause, he glanced at the demigod and added, "Even the Seraphis should be careful."

"You…" Thalorim’s eyes darkened for a moment, fingers curled into fists. He glared at this stranger, who aimed such a disrespectful statement at his master. "Do think twice before what you speak of, Gary."

Azzy merely shrugged his shoulders as if he didn’t care about Thalorim’s response. "Well, don’t say I didn’t warn you." He said, leaning back and closing his eyes to take a nap.

It was at that moment the Reaper’s voice echoed in his head, "Azrael, the sword of radiance could break the barrier. You don’t need to wait for the full moon."

"Huh?" Azzy abruptly opened his eyes and jumped to the front, taking the other two by surprise.

As Thalorim wondered what was with this guy’s personality, Azzy gazed at the castle from a distance and said, "You know what? I’m going in, right now."

"Huh? Where?" Thalorim looked confused.

Azzy replied, "The castle, of course."

"But, it won’t open until the midnight of the full moon," said Thalorim.

Azzy indifferently said, "I can break that barrier."

"That’s impossible," Thalorim raised his voice. "Even my master couldn’t do anything."

"Well, that won’t be a problem for me." Azzy nevertheless was confident as the Reaper said so.

"You don’t know about the rebou…" As Thalorim was explaining the reflection of the attack that barrier had, the Seraphis, on the other hand, calmly closed his eyes and interrupted, "Let him go."

"Master!"

The Seraphis didn’t say anything else and crossed his arms to meditate.

Azzy instantly flew toward the castle, blowing off the campfire and the chair, and also throwing off Thalorim for a bit with the wind, and stopped at the castle gates.

"Lux, come out."

With a thought in his head, the sword of radiance appeared in his hand, but something else occurred at the same time. Six pairs of beautiful golden feathered wings erupted from his back, almost making him scream at the sword. "Lux…"

"What? I merged with your body, master. When I come out, your wings gonna come out too, because that’s my appearance, Azrael," Lux hit back at its master with a fact.

Azzy slapped his forehead in realization, "I’m an idiot." "Wait a second." After a brief pause, he realized that he had been duped and shouted in his head, "Chronos, did you set me up on purpose? You revealed my secret to another Seraphis."

The Reaper calmly replied, "Don’t worry, it won’t cause a problem. Just go on with it."

"You… Fuu… Alright…"

Taking a deep breath, Azzy raised the sword of radiance and swung it down at the gate.

The sword struck the barrier, clashing against an invisible wall before slicing through it like tofu. The barrier quickly repaired itself though. Well, quick was an understatement. It was almost instantly.

"Alright then…" Azzy muttered, raising the sword once more.

He unleashed a flurry of rapid slashes, dozens in a mere second. A large hole opened in the barrier, and Azzy calmly stepped through it.

Before the gap could close, the two Angels flew just in time, landing next to him. Azzy turned his head, meeting their surprised faces.

Thalorim still looked puzzled as before, having a tough time digesting the reality, but the Seraphis wore a deep frown. "Who are you? Which outer god do you serve?" He demanded, eyes cold, conjuring a saber filled with divine light. His earlier demeanor is long gone. It was as if he was staring at a potential enemy instead of an ally.

Azzy blinked in surprise. This wasn’t what he expected. Usually, Angels would be surprised to look at a Seraphis, not immediately hostile.

Did this Seraphis figure out that he is a human or something?

The Reaper’s voice then echoed in his mind, "It’s probably because of the sword of radiance. They only serve the Olympian gods."

"What? Why didn’t you tell me that before."

"Azrael, I have already told you. There is nothing to worry about."

"Fine, then, how to deal with this demigod now? This guy seems like he is ready to attack."

"Azrael, follow my lead."

Taking the Reaper’s advice to heed, Azzy answered them with a vague truth, "I grew up outside Elysium. That’s all. As for this sword, I snatched it away from an apostle of an outer god after killing him. Now, I’m more or less marked for death by the Olympian Gods. That’s all you strangers need to know about me. Now, if you still want to be hostile, I would have no choice but to reciprocate it." Azzy poured his Jupiter’s divine essence into Lux, generating sparks of lightning all over it. The Seraphis widened his eyes in realization, "Divine lightning? Zeus? You killed an apostle of the King of Outer Gods?"

The Seraphis retracted the divine lightsaber back into his body and let out a deep sigh, "This is so much troublesome." Looking down at his feet, he scratched his head in frustration, "Alright. I’ll talk with Lord Zeraphiel about providing protection to you. A fellow Seraphis is a family. Can’t turn my back on you."

"Huh? But, I don…"

"Let it be, Azrael. He won’t do it. I saw the future." The Reaper cut off Azzy’s reply and just made him thank this Seraphis named Velorion.

As they walked to the castle, Azzy felt a bit frustrated by the Reaper’s claim of future knowledge. Previously, he was all like, I don’t see the future. I see the possibilities. The future is ever-changing, blah blah blah. But, now, two times in a row, he was completely sure of the future.

Azzy felt the urge to consume the Eye of Odin to have that knowledge of the future so that he could make better decisions on his own, just like how he expelled the Blood Clan over random precognition and opened up a new path for the hidden clans.

But as they finally reached the entrance door of the castle and walked through it, all of those thoughts were gone from Azzy’s head and instantly replaced by one single thought as he took a glimpse at the black aura that enveloped Seraphis, "So, he dies?"

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