Mortal

While the whole world is waiting to see what Death Monarch would do, he is actually right now is in a secluded forest in one part of the world. 

He did not wear his robe.

Instead, he is half naked, with no clothes covering his body. He wears a ragged pants and he now has a beard.

The sound of rivers could be heard and the chirping of birds mixed with the sound of nature around him. 

Azief takes a deep breath. He is now sitting on a boulder. Beside him, there is a fishing pole tied to the rock. 

Yes, everyone has been speculating what Death Monarch is doing. 

Who would have thought that Death Monarch right now is fishing in a forest, half naked, wearing ragged pants? 

The forest whispered with the soothing symphony of nature's sounds—a chorus of birdsong and the gentle babbling of nearby streams. 

Azief gaze right now is fixed on the fishing line he had cast into the water, a simple and unassuming pursuit.