Capítulo 152: C152 Easy Work Part 2
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As Lady Death was teaching Knull a lesson in humility, Tom had his eyes locked on the pitch-black sword strapped to the symbiotic god's waste.
All-Black is the first Symbiote, created from the shadow of Knull. It's probably evil as hell, but with the Ancient One or Lady Death's help, Tom can probably get the sword under control.
Whether that be by erasing its memory or somehow enslaving the Symbiote. Tom doesn't really care as long as he can use the sword without any consequences.
"Death!" Tom called out as the last of Knulls arms disintegrated into nothing.
"Yes, Master?" Death replied as she used her aura to hold Knull in place.
No matter how much he tried to thrash around and break free, the presence of death and decay surrounding him locked him firmly in place.
"You can vaporize every bit of him for all I care, but please keep the sword on his waist intact. I want it." Tom asks as he points to the sword.
"Of course, Master. I'll make sure to contain the sword for you once I'm done with this speck of dust." Lady Death answers sweetly towards Tom.
"Thanks. Be careful with the sword though. I've read that it was created from his shadow." Tom explains.
"I already know. You don't have to worry. I'll take care of everything." Lady Death says as she turns back to Knull.
Her sweet and happy face turns sour as her eyes land back on the armless god that couldn't move an inch.
Knull has never felt scared in his entire existence, but the woman before him somehow sends chills down his spine.
When his mind cleared and he heard what the boy called her, Knull was truly scared. He's never met Lady Death before, but he's always heard how she isn't to be crossed.
Being the man that he is, Knull has thought absolutely nothing of her. Since he's a god, Knull could never die, so why be afraid of death?
Now, seeing and experiencing Death herself, Knull cursed his former behavior and his inability to notice her earlier.
"Wait! Stop!" Knull yelled as Lady Death strolled closer and closer.
Lady Death just kept walking forward as Knull started experiencing new levels of fear.
"I'm sorry! I won't bother you again, alright?" Knull starts to beg for his life, but Lady Death doesn't listen. "Wait! I'll give you my sword! You can have it and the shadow dimension too. Just let me go, please!"
"Why would I need to spare you when I can just get rid of you and simply take what my master wants?" Lady Death asks sarcastically with an evil smirk.
"No! Stop! NO!" Knull screams as Lady Death walks directly in front of him and stares into his eyes. "I order you to stop! Get away! Now!"
Lady Death just smiles and places her hand on Knulls chest. Smiling at him as though she was feeling charitable, Death leans in and whispers into Knulls ear.
"You shouldn't have disrespected my Master."
Suddenly, Knull starts to age at blinding speed. Wrinkles form on his face and all over his body as his hair started to fall out.
Teeth rotted from his mouth as his body began to shrivel up like a dried fruit. The sands of time seemed to accelerate as he aged from a young man into an ancient-looking mummy.
Not just his body, but his clothes and everything on his person, except for All-Black, started to age and fall apart.
Lady Death didn't stop there. No, Knull kept decaying until he and everything on his person turned to dust and disappeared in the shadows of this dimension.
The only thing that was left of the God of Symbiotes was his sword and shadow, All-Black.
The sword itself was shivering in fear as Lady Death loomed over it. All-Black wanted to run and leave the shadow dimension and started looking for any opening to get the hell out.
"Thanks for the help, Death." Tom thanks his new servant.
"No problem, Master." Lady Death turns to look over at Tom with a smile. "I may not be able to enter the mortal realm, but I can handle upstarts like this anytime they offend you. Just let me know and I'll gladly remove anyone that offends you."
When Lady Death turned her back to All-Black, the sword didn't dare attack her. It didn't even think for a second to attack with her back turned.
Floating in the opposite direction, the sword tried to flee at the highest speed it could muster.
"Where do you think you're going?" Lady Death asked casually, looking over her shoulder.
All-Black froze in place and didn't budge another inch. Lady Death didn't even use a bit of her power or aura.
With just a few words, All-Black stopped dead in its tracks.
"Get over here and introduce yourself to your new master." Lady Death commands sternly.
The sword comes floating over hesitantly like a dog that knows it did something wrong.
As the sword came in front of Tom and Lady Death, it morphed into a black humanoid shape with razor-sharp white teeth.
"Hello, Master..." All-Black growls out with a small bow.
"Hello, All-Black." Tom replied and turned towards Lady Death. "As much as I enjoy this, I don't trust this sword's loyalty yet. Can you trap it somewhere in your dimension for now? I need to find a way to either get its loyalty forcefully or erase its mind and turn it into a mindless weapon. Maybe I can implant someone else's mind into it?"
As Tom pondered over his options, All-Black wanted to crawl into a hole and die. It couldn't run away, was reduced to a servant, and now it hears what its new master has planned.
"Sure." Lady Death waves her hand and the depressed sword disappears completely.
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