Peasant (Zane X Reader) - {COMPLETED}

Epilogue

A/N: so hi everyone. This is still the same epilogue but I added a chapter 39, and that is the real update for this book and there's an A/N there that explains what went wrong. I hope you all enjoy and I can assure you this mistake will never happen again!

Time Skip - 17 Years Later

Your P.O.V

"Nice Reaper! You're getting better everyday!" Axel exclaimed as he clapped my back. I shrugged off his hand and stared at the target about a hundred feet away from me.

Three arrows were sticking out of the center, and I rolled my eyes at the redhead.

"You're not my general anymore. I'm an elite, so stop acting like I'm one of your petty soldiers." I replied, making him smirk.

"Oh Reaper! When will you drop the act and admit your undying love for me?" He asked dramatically, and I scoffed.

"I'll admit that when a ghast looks happy." I explained while I crossed my arms. To be truthful, I always thought Axel was annoying, bossy, way too ridiculous, psychotic, and I hated him ever since we first met. "Besides you don't even know what I look like. For all you know, I could be a guy with a very feminine voice. Not only that, but you don't know my freaking name."

He rolled his eyes. "Your body is way too female-like to even be considered as a man's, and I don't need to see your face to know that you're hot as hell." This made me scoff.

"Yes you do. That's kind of the point of seeing someone's face." I retorted, and he sighed. "Stop playing hard to get, it doesn't suit you." He replied before slinging an arm around my shoulders.

I remembered being in the back of the group when we trained under Axel's orders, but that was a long time ago. Thankfully, I'm immortal, so a long time ago doesn't feel like too long, but still, thank Shad those days are over.

I don't have to follow his orders like some mindless soldier, and instead, I carry out high class missions by myself.

My title in the Overworld is Reaper's Arrow, mostly because my arrows are enchanted with a wither effect and no one survives if they've been shot.

I don't know why, but when I accepted being a shadow knight, I decided that I wanted to be an archer. So I worked as hard as I could all the time and now I never miss.

"I'm going back to my bunker. Leave me alone." I lied, shaking off his arm. He only scoffed. "Whatever." Was his reply before I walked away.

That filthy womanizer was far too disgusting to ever even consider me trying to have a relationship with, and just the sight of his psychotic smile makes me wanna gag.

Not to mention the newly found scar on his neck after some girl in the Overworld killed him a few months back makes him look hideous.

It just reminded me of how much of a monster he was.

Then, to make things even better, not the sarcasm, some whiny high priest was brought here and the Shadow lord was reincarnated into some guy named Aaron's body.

Lady Irene herself came to the nether actually, and I watched as Katelyn the Fire Fist and Garroth Ro'meave accompanied her as they searched for that guy named Laurence. I watched the whole thing from behind a stack of netherrack, and it was rather eventful, especially when Irene saw the reincarnated Shadow lord and tensed up.