Original Storyline :-
A normal life was all he asked for. He didn't ask to be chosen by the devil, king of Hell. He didn't ask to be thrown into a feud to save reality. He certainly didn't ask to be given power beyond the comprehension of the Ol...
"Why, thank you. Now, let's move on, shall we?" Death asked me
I was left speechless. The Horsemen of Death was a few feet away from me, and yet, I was alive.
"Yo-you're Death? I Uhm, nice to meet you. You look lively-I mean lovely!" I stammered, internally smacking myself.
Calling Death lively would typically not be a wise thing to do. I speak from experience. I had not forgotten the time I called Akhyls cheerful.
"You're too kind, dearie." Death said in a sweet tone, as I let out a deep breath that I didn't know I was holding.
"Oh, don't worry, I'm not going to kill you," she said, waving her hand in a dismissive motion, making me involuntarily relax.
"What did you mean when you said bounty?" I asked, remembering what she had told me.
Death rolled her eyes—not something I ever thought I'd have to say.
"For the prophecy, of course! The One Without Rest! Don't you want to stop the apocalypse?" She asked, tilting her head.
Two questions raced through my head. Who was she talking about, and why would she help me?
"Aren't you supposed to be stopping me or something? Don't you want the apocalypse? As far as I know, an apocalypse results in quite a few deaths" I said. I took pride in my thinking, as it wasn't a common occurrence for me.
"Ha! So short-sighted!" She scoffed. "I, play the long game."
"Mortals are like weeds. They keep growing and growing and growing. In their fancy cities and their crowded subways."
"They build huge structures to distract themselves from the very existential crisis that plagues each one of them," she said in a tone of disgust.
"They live...only to die," she said with a tone of finality.
"So my philosophy is simple, I let them grow. Grow like the stars in the sky. But like every star, their lives too will come to an end."
"You see, light-bringer, killing all of them would only result in so much. Instead, I choose to wait it out, letting Father-Time do his thing and let them crumble on their own" she said with a sadistic smile that sent shivers down my spine.
"So...you grow humans like cattle, only to slaughter them when you wish to," I asked rhetorically. I knew death was a fundamental part of life, but after meeting the death...I was starting to have doubts.
"Ahh, so we understand each other then?" She replied, not recognising the sarcasm.
"Besides, I'm stronger than all of my siblings. I could have started Armageddon decades ago. Though I must admit, I'm sometimes tempted to get rid of these restraints. Well, don't want to alarm The Archangels, now do we?" She said, two bracelets appearing on her arms and two anklets on her legs.
They were the same type that Edward had on him. Now, that's what they were: restraints. So the enormous dragon was holding back?...great.
"Well, let's discuss your assignment," she chirped. She waved her hand, and the anklets and bracelets disappeared. She summoned a couch for me to sit and walked towards her desk. She tried her best to clean up the enormous pile of papers and folders on her desk, and from within the depths of the unknown dimension of shabby stationery, pulled out a small expandable chair.
How the chair fit inside the pile? I haven't the foggiest clue
"So...the Wandering Jew," she spoke as she struggled with the chair, letting out a sigh of relief as it finally was in properly placed.
"Who is he?" I asked. I was many things, but a contract killer was not one of them. The only reason I was even considering this deal was that the prophecy demanded it. But even then, there are limits that I won't cross.
"Oh please," Death scoffed, reading my mind. "Don't grow a conscience now."
"Besides, he was one of the two that were with life. Walking the earth until doomsday. Fortunately
I threw my head back and groaned. This was too much information for me to take in a single day. I remembered that vacation I promised myself.
"Fine, I'll go to his last seen address. Till then, can I get your assurance that you will safely guard Andromeda?" I asked. I didn't want to risk taking Andromeda back to camp. And this area seemed the safest place for now.
"Ahh, good to see your willingness to protect her. Now, off you go" she said, shooing me off...Rude. But then I realised I had no idea where I was and how to get out of here.
"Um...Death? There might be a slight problem." I said.
"What is it?" She asked in an annoyed tone. She wanted me to leave quickly, didn't she? I rolled my eyes before speaking. "I don't know how to travel out of this...place."
"Oh, I almost forgot about that" Death said, rubbing the back of her head in awkwardness. She then put two of her fingers to her mouth and gave out a shrill whistle, that echoed throughout the halls. A heard the sound of something banging against the floor...feet.
The doors of one of the rooms burst open and out sprang a huge creature. It was pale green and had armour on. On its back we're two large wings, giving it a close remembrance to a Pegasus. It approached me sternly and looked directly at my face.
I didn't back down from the challenge and stared right back. A tense moment passed, no one moving a muscle. Then I said the smartest thing that could be said when someone is put in my position.
"Wh-why is that horse green?" I asked in confusion.
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