7 Ch.7 Big Surprise Little Nerves
A Short Recap
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"What to do now?" Azrael asked himself as by this point talking to himself had become normal somehow.
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As Azrael looked at the small round blinking orb held in-between his index finger and his thumb. He was about to send the orb or soul as it actually was, to his apparent boss Mistress Death.
Azrael found out that Mistress Death was his apparent boss because it was after going through the memories he was granted after picking up the small soul more carefully that Azrael found out he was an avatar of death for Mistress Death herself.
When Azrael remembered who Mistress Death was [Gamers Mind] worked itself into overtime to keep him calm and not have a severe panic attack at just the mention of her name.
After having [Gamers Mind] going and keeping him calm for a couple minutes he finally calmed down enough to start getting ready to send the little soul to Mistress Death.
Azrael started surrounding the little soul with death force that looked like a black aura and continued doing so until it disappeared from his hand. When Azrael noticed that the little soul was gone he finally relaxed and got up and started walking back to the crater he caused and now called home.
When Azrael finally got back to his personal crater he made his way to the bottom and slumped onto his back and let out a long sigh of relief and annoyance. Azrael was now an enforcer once again but on the cosmic scale and forced to work for Mistress Death.
Being forced to work for someone else when you thought that you were finally free and able to make your own life choices only to be denied was a really shitty feeling that just pushed Azrael to want to get stronger and fight for his own freedom.
Deciding that he should continue with his experimenting with his Sacred Light Manipulation that he was forced to quit doing after finding out that he served Mistress Death.
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One Month later
Azrael had managed to finally hide his wings and only his wings by bending and refracting light away from his wings (A.N just go with it Pls) and he had gained just the basic-est mastery of Death force manipulation .
Azrael could now spread it into the air in a gaseous form and slowly destroy the bodies of those who inhaled it from within by rotting away their insides. He had tested it out on one of the eel/anglerfish abomination and watched as it started rotting away at a place visible to the naked eye.
The enhanced Goro Goro no mi was a problem as he almost couldn't use it consciously but it did protect him from danger as when he was bathing in a pool of water, not the one that is close to his little crater home but farther away, he was attacked by an eel/anglerfish hybrid and his body turned into red lightning and electrocuted everything in the pool of water. For at least a week and a half Azrael didn't have to hunt for anything and could eat as much as he wanted.
In the way of flying, it still left him feeling scared and nauseous but he was now able to gain a little altitude and glide a distance away without him having a panic attack. Azrael decided to start working on getting higher and higher before gliding and the continued practice and training on a planet with slightly higher gravity than earth had helped a whole lot.
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Two months later
Azrael had extended the room in the crater inorder to make it wider and under up finding glowing orange crystals that gave off a good amount of heat that would keep him warm when he went to sleep.
He had managed to find what would have to pass for wood on this planet. It grew straight up with no branches and looked more like a tannish bamboo than anything and with it he was able to make a spear by tying the sharpest rock he could find on it.
After months of dedicated training Azrael finally looked at his Stats.
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Azrael's (Micheal Thorpe)
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Race: Cheyarafim
Bloodline: Seraphim (Angel of death)
HP:100%
Mana:100%
Str:94
End:100
Dex:140
Wis:65
Cha:50(Max)
Extra stat points:0
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"How the hell do I get Extra stat points?" Azrael muttered to himself while rubbing his chin deep in thought.
*Ding quest {Survive} is available*
"Hm?"
