Wishing An Early Death!
Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.
These were the words that Apprentice Death God Lance had once used to describe a betrayer. Now, they echoed in the mind of Death God Solomon.
To abandon the title of Death Trainee and venture off to seek the rank of Bright Knight at the Temple of Light, surely this is the whimsy of youth? "I've shown you nothing but kindness, and this is how you repay me? By aspiring to be a mere second-rate knight? Do you deem my nurturing, my expectations, and the generous pay you have received from the depths of hell as worthless? Reflect on the centuries spent under my guidance, what have I always told you?
"I eagerly await the day of your demise, not out of malice but hope, for then I could promote you, raise your salary, and have you feast upon the luxuries and behold the splendid vistas of hell."