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“Never better! Now that the void has a new vessel to toy- I mean work with.”

“I’ve been told that I’m an infectious individual.” Slowly pushing a door closed behind him. “I mean… If you fuck with my vibes, of course you’ll be infected with it!”

“The latest would be a week. The shortest is a few days. I should rid this vessel before I unleash some god awful apocalypse.”

“I’m not, if anything, my condition mostly gives me headaches.” Azrael says with a shrug, crossing his arms. “Headaches and sharing a headspace with multiple different voices that aren’t my own.”

“In a sense, it is. Except I’m not as fragile as the others, since I’m mostly a mass of void energy. Chaos, darkness, all that irrelevant stuff.” Azrael opens up a palm to reveal a violet orb of void mass. “I’ve always been different from everyone else in Heaven.”

“To put it simply, yes. But, it’s a long process to reconstruct a vessel from nothing.”

“It’s a loss you’d have to accept, regardless, Nathan.” Azrael replied, though, his own voice seemed to be distorted, almost as if there is two voices speaking to Nathan. “Besides, I can’t really be killed, if anything, it’s this vessel that dies.”

Evil, dominant women. That’s as much as you’ll get from the reaper.

I̷̬̟̟̖̺��̫̱͐̅͜͠ ̴̟̓̅͂̄͝a̶͔̘̻̲͕͗̍͆̓̋ţ̸̼̟͎̪͙͉͉̓̀̅́̎̀̚ĕ̸̲͙̿̀͠ ̴̯̍͛̈́̂͐̇͒t̸̨̑̋͊̿̅̀́͐͝h̵̢͖̦͉͚̫͛̉ë̴͉̺̻̥̲̻̘̭̯̔͋̾m̴̟͚̳̤̥̂͊͠

“If you value whatever time you’ve left, Nathan, I’d suggest that you wouldn’t take another step closer.”

“It’s something from the void itself. Something biological, something that /I/ am a part of.” There was a dark look in Azrael’s eyes, not one that he usually has. A more… Primal, look. Looking at Nathan as though he were food waiting to be eaten.

Į̴̫̝̐̽̈́͋͋̀̈́͠ ̸̙̩́͑̇̀͘c̴̢̮̮̲͓̮̦͈̈́̕͜ő̵͎͖͈̈͋̀̈́̓̚ȕ̶̳͎͙̈́́̀̿͂͠l̴̢̜̲̩̠͍̩̥̈́̍͜͝d̷̡̢̢͕̠̣̠̥͍̲̈́́̽̾́n̶͇͖͉̥̬̎͆̄’̴̨͍̦̙̜̒̅̊̈́̓ṫ̶͙̂͊̕ ̷̢̦͔̩̦͋̇́s̵̛̛͖̲̜̐̈́̾͗̄̅̃̈́ā̶͚̯̝̬̝̝̔͑͛́̓̾̂̚ͅv̸̢͉͉͚͇̩̜̾é̴͓̦̠̭̫͗̂͂̌̓ ̶̭̱̣̠̳̤̽̌͑́̈́̑̚̕͝ͅt̴̡͍̟̣̞̮̘̠͇̀́͗͑̇h̵̡̖̟̗͖̙̙̞̳̽͑̀̎ͅe̵̦͕͇͖̒̑̍́̕͠͝m̴̬̹̐̓̉͗͒̾͒̀̕͜͝

“I’ll soldier through it. I usually do.” Azrael says, turning to face Nathan, giving a reassuring smile, though more eyes began to form all around his frame.

“I wouldn’t suggest getting so close, Nate. I’ve been… Stricken with a contagious organism. Who knows what’ll happen if you get too close.” Azrael takes a small step away from the incubus, as this happens, he prevented a pair of shadowy tendrils from attaching to Nathan.

A pair of violet eyes emerge on the back of the reaper’s back, looking directly at Nathan. “Heyy, Nathan.”

“Something big, is coming. And it’ll hit everyone like the flood that almost wiped humanity from existence many eons ago.”

“Everything happens for a reason. And. There’s always one man behind it all. Who would that be you ask?”

Y’all keep this in mind. It’ll do wonders.

“What sort of dinner did your pretty mind think of? I’ll pay.”

“Fair enough. But do keep in mind, I’ll take you as you are, it’s not like I care what others think.”