Chapitre 24: Chapter 24: The Pitiful Grim Reaper (Part 2)
"I am sorry I did not recognize you, my Lord."
What? Why is a God kneeling before me? Do I still go on with my lecture? It is no longer needed now that he apologized. Do I have to change my speech? It took me a full minute to prepare. A full minute! Do you have any idea how much of my time that wasted?
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Why? Why did I choose to attack? Just why?
I should have known he was a God. How else would he be able to cast a protection spell? And since it blocked my blade which has been blessed by Mistress Death herself, he can't be a low God.
He must be one of the humans chosen to replace them after the war. I don't have permission to enter heaven at will so it makes sense that I did not recognize him.
But my luck is just... just... fatal. I mistook him for my target. If he takes offense at me attacking him, he can have me destroyed. I can't allow that. I treasure my scythe! If I die, my scythe will be destroyed. I can't allow that to happen. No matter what happens to me I must protect my scythe!
He looks displeased, bordering on anger. I can't allow him to get angry!
And so I continued begging.
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Finally, I decide to put on a smile and say, "Now, now. Bygones are bygones. I would never hold a grudge over such trifles." Perfect. That was done perfectly. Now I appear like a great magnanimous person.
I look down and see the sparkle in his completely black eyes (cool, must be a God thing), I am sure that he thinks I am great too.
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Wow. My begging skills have really improved. It must be all the meetings I went to learn how to appease Mistress Death when she is in a bad mood(which is all the time). Yes, I knew that my hard work would pay off! Just not in this way...
Well, all that matters is my scythe. I look at it and my eyes sparkle. Literally sparkle. Like there are now stars in my eyes. Even I am frightened by my own reflection sometimes.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
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