Meeting with the angel of death

I was transferred here after the portal opened, and I could feel the icy waves brushing against me, giving me a sense of danger. I was going to move and look around when I noticed a long black feather dropping on me. When I looked up, I saw a black hooded figure falling from the brilliant sky, wielding a blade that looked vaguely familiar. And then, as that thing was about 200 meters above me, I started shivering and dropped to my knees. , And before I could comprehend what was happening to me, I heard a screeching sound close to me, only to discover a dozen or more souls surrounding me who had not been present when I arrived. They were in worse shape than me, some on their knees, while others were laying immobile on the ground.

When the figure finally descended, he just stood there no one could see his face because his face was covered by a hood he came closer and in a thunderous voice, he announced "I am Azrael the archangel of death I was the one who separated your souls from the bodies all of you would be judged when the time is right but I can already see some sinners here the more sins you have committed the more pressure you will feel around you and you have to tolerate this when god will announce the judgment day where he will give you punishment for your crimes or reward you for the good work you have done" He told us, and without further explanation, he was about to leave when he abruptly stopped and looked at me, and with a thunderous voice that could make anyone piss right there, he said, "Your aura isn't the same as you. Come with me and we'll look at what makes you unique."

He pointed his blade at me and began flying above, and I found myself floating and being drawn towards him now that I feel his sword was similar to Mitchelle's knife. My thoughts were abruptly interrupted by the sound of a crying voice. When I looked in the direction of the sound, I saw beings that I had never seen before; they were enormous in size, lacked any shape or form, and were simply a massive chunk of mass with an eyeball in the center, and they were burning in fire, causing them to scream in agony."Don't bother looking at them," Azrael said, noticing my gaze. "They are beings worse than humankind; they were the ones who lived before humankind was born and are now facing punishment; they are beings even I despise the most, not to mention the god."

Seeing them in such a state made me nervous, so I asked with all the courage I could muster, "Respected sir, can you tell me what's going to happen to me? I'm sorry if I offend you in any way, but it's really a bit nerve-wracking." I expected to be ignored, but to my surprise, he responded, "Don't worry, it's not going to be harmful to you, I can guarantee that It's just you have my aura mixed in your aura, which I don't understand, I'm taking you to Michael so that we can figure out what's going on here."

When I first heard that, I wondered if I was his son, but then I heard, "Get that stupid thought out of your mind, and before you ask, no, I can't read anyone's mind, but I don't need such power to figure out what your puny little brain is thinking." To that I just gave a half-hearted smile and lowered my head, putting an end to my questions.

After 5 minutes, Azrael exclaimed, "We have arrived."