My Soul card is a Reaper

The blade of the scythe released a power toxic gas, but before it could spread around, Tellus conjured a prison of Aetherium on all sides like a sphere, imprisoning him inside in order to protect the others from that miasma of death energy, which would kill anyone who breathes it.

Tellus then slowly controlled the spherical Aetherium prison and made it slowly float in the air.

No one knows what was happening inside but it was completely silent for the spectators.

Tellus nodded with a smile, mumbling, "unless you have any primordial force, you won't be able to escape this prison, mister Apostle. For now, you can stay there and reflect on your actions. Well, I have enough action on the day I'm born. It is time for me to go back to sleep and leave the rest in master's hands."

Tellus' eyes closed momentarily, followed by a blinding flash of light and the appearance of Azzy, the lightning wolf, and the scythe in his hands.

Azzy couldn't help but raise his head to look at the floating whitish sphere in the sky and mumble, "He won't get out of it, right?"

"Unfortunately, he would, Azrael."

"Eh?"

Azzy was expecting to communicate with Tellus but instead another kind of familiar tone responded to his mumble. It's the Reaper who suddenly left without any warning.

"Chronos?" Azzy shouted aloud in his head.

The Reaper's voice echoed in his head, "You shouldn't have done that, Azrael. You have started something that you can no longer stop it. Even I will be helpless against what's to come."

"What do you mean? I won the battle," replied Azzy. He further added, with a bit of unpleasantness in his tone, "moreover, for someone who cut me off of my powers and made me almost die, you shouldn't lecture me of the choices that I made. You should be thankful of my ancestor's remnant spirit that saved me from releasing the Protos energy's core spirit and instead assisted me in defeating the enemy.

On the side note, don't you think you should offer an explanation to me?"

The Reaper made a counter argument by stating, "You are smart and been with me for years. I expected you to figure it by now that I cannot lend my powers when you face apostles or the deities, especially if it it concerns Thanatos."

"What do you mean?"

"An apostle is like the extension of the Deity. Whatever an apostle sees, the Deity sees. What would happen if Thanatos learn that I chose you as his successor? Naturally, he will do anything to prevent that and you will die.

Shutting myself with the hourglass and two of the cosmic jewels inside your mindscape was obviously the part of the plan. You have already faced a demigod. You should know how they could sense things from the mindscape. The moment he tried to sense my presence, I had to lock my presence.

The hourglass and the scythe represents me. Once you present both to an existence like an apostle, it will be like you are announcing that you are challenging Thanatos for his throne. Why else do you think that your ancestor died in the first place when his lower talented brethren managed to enter god realm and became immortals?

Secondly, it is far uncommon for any mortal to be bound by more than one cosmic jewel. The other mortals might have limited knowledge but that is not the case for Thanatos. Once he realizes that you have three cosmic jewels, you will have entire army of reapers to apprehend you.

Thirdly, Jupiter is clearly the enemy of the Olympians. You probably have made Thanatos realize of your connection with Jupiter when you use those powers. What would think Zeus would do now?

You don't need knowledge to understand these things. You just need to think about it.

Moreover, I have to ask you. Why haven't you summoned the undead Hydra and the skeletal Fenrir? They as offense and you focusing on defending with the jewel of earth would be able to hold that apostle while the help arrive. Can't you?"

"Uhh…" Azzy couldn't say anything to that. The young man was so stressed by the enemy's strength and the latter's intention to wipe of his clan with the Reaper taking away some of his powers that he forgot about it. It never occurred to him.

But then again, he had too many soul skills that it was tough to strategize perfect combos in such a short time. Azzy felt ashamed of himself for not being able to use his powers properly. His focus was entirely on the things he was missing and as a result, he did a poor job.

It was then something clicked in in his head, a particular word at the last sentence of the Reaper, and Azzy asked, "Is that why you constantly told me to hold and wait? Is it my great grandpa or is it Leah?"

"Could be either. Some futures have Arthur's descendant, some have your ancestor coming to help you, and most of the remaining have your friend from another planet come to help you. But, in the future timelines where you made this choice, nine out ten times, only one thing that followed the scenario. The descending of… Hmm… sorry, I'm leaving once again. Good luck."

As the Reaper didn't finish his explanation and locked himself in the mindscape once again, Azzy saw a crack in the ceiling of the false sky, followed by a sword filled with radiance tore apart the sky and descended onto the Aetherium spherical prison, making a hole in it.

The Aetherium prison turned into dust, leaving behind the demigod with scythe floating behind; the sword was grabbed by the apostle of death, giving off a contrast between golden divinity and deathly black energy layers over him. Read new adventures on m-vl-em|p-yr

But, at the same time, he looked quite haggard, returning to his original humanoid form. Streams of Blood could be seen coming down from his eyes, ears, and the mouth. His body no longer looked healthy as before. It was as if the sword was consuming his life force at an unimaginable rate.

Looking down straight at Azzy, the stranger announced, "Lord Thanatos approved of your death, mortal. Come and receive his judgment."

"Tellus… Tellus… Chronos…" Azzy was calling out for them but none responded. "I guess I have to bet everything on this one move." Having no other choice, Azzy unleashed his soul skill.

"Soul skill: Rise of the Undead."

"Come out Hydra, Fenrir"

*Hissss* *Thud*

A giant skeletal nine headed undead hydra materialized before Azzy alongside a normal looking skeletal wolf but with the physical strength of a demigod.

His soul power is declining at a rapid rate and Azzy knew that he doesn't have much time to do this.

Using the last remaining portion of all the natural energy inside his core, he gathered it in his palm.

"Attack."

Fenrir and the Hydra charged toward their target who was also moving toward them.

"Die…"

The demigod slashed down the sword of radiance, destroying Fenrir's skeleton body in one move, which gave Hydra an opportunity to attack with all nine different elements from all sides as it stretched its heads.

The sword of radiance released a golden barrier around the demigod, blocking its attacks before he slashed it horizontally while spinning around, releasing a ring of golden divine energy.

The ring expanded in all sides and cut through the heads of the undead Hydra.

Due to its core stayed intact, as the cut off heads were returning to their places, the demigod charged forward to went past it and flew toward Azzy like lightning.

Azzy was ready and about to give the palm attack but he couldn't react in time as the sword aimed for his head.

Just as his head was about to be struck by the glowing divine sword, Azzy disappeared from there and replaced by Yashna Night, taking him by surprise.

Azzy was found more than a hundred meters away, and his eyes captured Yashna's head being pierced by the golden sword.

*Thud*

His facial expression frozen instantly in shock as the demigod retracted the sword and Yashna plopped to the ground, lying there motionlessly.

Fortunately, in the next second, the corpse turned into shadowy form and disappeared.

Yashna Night, with her real body, then reappeared right in front of Azzy with her daggers pointing out at the demigod who was probably displeased by how he was tricked by a weakling.

Followed by her actions, the floating figures, the supposedly clan leaders and the spectators, all around the stadium transformed into several women identical to that of Yashna. For a second, Azzy was entirely confused of what's going on.

It was then he felt another figure landed behind him before feeling a touch on his back, followed by the flow of a strange energy into him. His heartbeat became stable and his nerves calmed down all of a sudden.

"Hmm…"

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