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Chapter 2

Philza opened his eyes with a growing headache. Philza? Was his name Philza? He slowly sat up as he looked around.

A small but cosy apartment, he liked how the white worked with the brown colour. He then noticed the veil on his face, why is he wearing a veil? He looks down to see a bandage wrap around his stomach. He was wearing a green haori and there was a heart-shaped thing on his chest.

"You're awake..." A voice said which made him glance in that direction.

A woman probably in her early twenties, [h/c] hair and bright [e/c] eyes. Wearing a turtle neck shirt under a greyish blue sweater. But not only that, there was gold. There's a light that emits a golden colour on the left side of her chest. Where her heart is supposed to be.

But she looked nervous, did he do something wrong?

"Uhh yeah," his blue eyes looked around once more. "Is this your home?" He asked.

She furrowed her eyebrows, "yes. I found you on the floor, passed out with an injury." She pulled a chair and sat across him, a bit far.

His hand then felt a soft surface, only to realize that he was on the couch. Probably her couch. He can't help but feel embarrassed by the whole situation. And pass out on her home's floor? Did he possibly trespass?

"Look uhh, Thanatos," she started. "Since I healed you now, you can probably... I don't know, go home?" She questioned. "I mean you saved me and I saved you so that makes us equal. No more having our favours and all..."

Philza couldn't understand a thing as he stare at her, who's Thanatos? What did she mean by favours? "Sorry mate but you might taken me us another person. My name is Philza, not Thanatos." He smiled politely, hoping that she can see it under the veil.

The blond man notices how her face turns from a nervous expression to confusion. "Philza?... Is that your name? Like out of your villain identity name?" She questioned. "Wait a minute, what do you mean by not Thanatos? You're literally the Angel of Death, how can you not be Thanatos?" She asked more.

The man tried to answer her questions. "Yeah, I'm Philza. And Angel of Death, is there such thing, mate?" He rose a brow. "By the way, I didn't catch your name."

"... [Y/n]," she let out a shaky sigh. "Do you not... Remember anything?" She asked again.

"Well, I know that my name is Philza. I know what hybrid I am..." He mumbly listed the thing he can remember.

"How about your home? Address? Contact number?" She asked him.

He thought about it for a minute, trying to recall events that probably happened in his life but he remembers none. He shakes his head as an answer.

"Welp, Thanatos on his amnesia arc, let's goo..." [Y/n] joked as she stood up and went somewhere.

Philza frowned at why he kept getting called by the name Thanatos. He took off the veil and put it aside, getting annoyed by it. Things around him are much brighter now.

The man heard a squawk that almost made his instinct jump out, he glanced to the side to see the woman covering her eyes with one hand with his other arm holding up clothes. Is that for him?

"Thanatos-"

"Philza," he corrected, sounding strict that even he surprised himself.

"... Philza, why did you take your veil off?" She asked.

"It's simply getting in the way, plus what's wrong with my veil off?" Philza asked her.

"J-just take these!" [Y/n] threw the pile of fresh clothes at him and run in a direction. Then hearing a door loudly shut.