"𝐋𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡"

Chapter 1: Thane Zatrimus

As Al finally managed to stand, his legs trembled beneath him. His crown, once a symbol of his power and legacy as the God of Lightning, slipped from his grasp. The metal glinted briefly in the dim light before it hit the ground with a dull thud. The sound echoed in the stillness, marking the end of an era. With his strength depleted, Al collapsed beside his fallen crown, his body surrendering to the inevitable. His eyes closed, and his breathing slowed as life slipped away.

In that solemn moment, Thane stepped forward, wielding his scythe with practiced precision. The scythe, an extension of Thane's will, glowed faintly as it reached for Al's soul. With a gentle yet firm touch, Thane guided the soul from its earthly vessel, ensuring it a safe passage to its final rest. The transition was seamless, a testament to Thane's skill and experience as the Grim Reaper of Gods.

"The God of Lightning," Thane mused quietly, reflecting on the life and legacy of Al Hisen Takahashi. There was a hint of reverence in his voice as he considered the deeds and battles that had defined Al's long existence. "And now I, the Dead God, the Grim Reaper of Gods. Thane Zatrimus." The words were a solemn acknowledgment of the cycle of life and death that Thane had witnessed countless times.

With his duty fulfilled, Thane lingered for a moment longer, paying silent tribute to the fallen God. Al Hisen Takahashi's journey had come to an end, but his legacy would endure in the memories of those who had known him and in the balance of the cosmos. Thane, the custodian of that balance, turned away, leaving the battlefield behind.