บท 2086: Choose Quickly

Dyon's mind landed on an answer that made him want to destroy everything. An answer he had come to for the second time already despite his not knowing…

If the expressed goal of the Heavens was to push for the evolution of the people born under its charge… Wouldn't allowing these people to live forever hinder this goal…? Wouldn't these lab rats it created run harder on their hamster wheels if they knew there was an expiration date attached to their pitiful lives…? 

"Dammit!" 

Dyon's foot descended upon Death's chest, shattering it completely. 

He bent over and ripped Death's scythe from his armor covered hands. 

His entire body seemed to have a shadow cast over it, his enraged gaze clouding over as his black flames flickered. 

Dyon's body disappeared, reappearing to see three familiar figures with colored scales beneath their eyes.