Bab 202: Azrael (Death's Arc 2)

Azrael's body shook violently as waves of power erred released from his body. He felt two horns growing from the sides of his head as a black cloak covered his body.

The space in front of him swirled a little as a scythe appeared in front of him and hovered in the air in front of him.

One by one, everyone around him started dying as his eyes widened. On impulse, he grabbed the scythe as white balls of light suddenly shot towards it.

He looked around him and saw dead bodies lying on the ground lifeless. Their eyes were wide opened but for some reason, Azrael didn't feel any remorse.

He looked at the scythe with narrowed eyes as he felt a weird type of energy running inside it. 

"That scythe now holds the souls of every single person in your city. Think about the dark place you were first in and deposit these souls there." The voice instructed as Azrael's expression hardened.

"Who are you?" He asked out loud as he heard a chuckle in his head.