C183 Ancestral Servitude

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"Huh? Where am I?" A surprised soul appears and looks around Death's throne room with caution and intrigue.

The soul looks to be between 25 and 30 years old with bright blonde hair, shining blue eyes, and a symmetrical aristocratic face. From what Tom can see of his transparent body, he seems to have trained his body well during his time alive.

"Hello, Arthur. It's an honor to meet you." Tom says respectfully to his ancestor.

"Uhh, you as well. Where am I?" He greets Tom on reflex and asks his earlier question once again.

"You're in the realm of death. To be more specific, this is the throne room of her palace." Tom answers his question, as he feels bad for the enslavement that's about to take place.

Looking at the other person in the room, Arthur knows just with a glance that that is the Death that Tom is speaking of.

While Arthur is taking in his new surroundings, Tom retook his seat on the skeletal throne.

"Why have you called me here?" Arthur asks Lady Death as respectfully as possible, so as not to anger the embodiment of death before him.

"Master, would you like to answer that, or should I?" Lady Death peaks over at Tom questioningly.

Hearing Death call the man from earlier Master, Arthur turned back around to see Tom sitting on a throne of bones.

"I'll answer. It's the least I can do before we do what we plan." Tom says and looks into his ancestor's eyes. "I'll speak plainly. I plan to put your soul into the body of a Symbiote sword called All-black. You would return to the living world again as my sword and servant."

"Um, no thanks?" Arthur replied, unsure of his position.

"I'm afraid you don't have a say in the matter." Tom says with a shake of his head. "I apologies in advance for any discomfort or pain during the process."

"What process?!" He yells in anger and fear for whatever is about to happen.

"You'll see soon, I'm sure." Tom answers him and looks over at Lady Death. "Place him in the body of All-black and start turning him into a loyal undead."

"Undead?!" Arthur exclaimed in shock as he decided to take his safety into his own hands.

Dashing towards the nearest exit, which just so happens to be the window that All-black tried to escape from earlier, Lady Death appeared in front of him and grasps his neck with a single hand.

"Don't make this harder than it has to be." Lady Death says and they appear next to the puddle-like sludge that is All-blacks body. "Who knows, you may enjoy life as an undead sword servant of my master."

As she says this, Lady Death gives Arthur no time to reply and chokeslams him straight into the black sludge on the throne room floor.

When Arthur Pendragons soul is absorbed into the dark puddle, it slowly starts morphing and takes the shape of a pitch-black Arthur.

Every bit of his features can be easily made out, except every part of him is now a dark black. From his skin, hair, and nails. Everything was black except for his human-like eyes and teeth, which are an unblemished pure white.

Arthur is currently naked as well, but he doesn't have his dangly bits anymore.

'I guess, Symbiotes have no need for reproductive organs.' Tom thought thankfully, as he would rather not have to look at his ancestor's junk anyway. "How do you feel, Arthur?"

"Umm, weird..." he answers half-heartedly as he examines his new body. "What?!"

"It seems to have worked the same as before." Tom nods happily and looks to Lady Death. "Start the next step whenever you're ready."

As Tom ordered, Lady Death appeared in front of Arthur and placed a hand on his forehead. Her aura of death started spiking and transferring to Arthur, causing his new Symbiote body to ripple and shake.

"What are you doing!? Get off of me!" Arthur yells in pain with fear evident in his voice.

He tries to struggle and break away from Lady Deaths' grasp, but for some reason, not a single part of his body would budge an inch. No matter how hard he tried, his new body wouldn't respond at all.

Soon, Lady Deaths' hand was caked in black energy that slowly started pouring into Arthur's body.

With every second that goes by, Arthur's sludge-like body started to bubble and boil, as he screamed in agony.

"AHHHHH!"

Suddenly, Lady Death released his forehead and Arthur fell to the ground seemingly unconscious. His bubbling body came to a simmer and lay unmoving on the throne room floor.

"Did it work?" Tom asked, hoping that nothing went wrong.

"Yes, I just have to give him his first command." Lady Death turns to answer her master's question and then says the magic word. "Awaken!"

Arthur's eyes open instantly as he rises to his feet and greets Lady Death with a deep bow.

"Mistress." He pays his respect in a slightly raspy Symbiote voice.

"See, It worked just fine." Lady Death turns to her master with a happy smile. "Arthur, this is my Master, Tom Riddle. You will treat him as you treat me. Protect him with your measly life and listen to his every order. Is that understood?"

"Understood, Mistress." The undead Arthur says as he turns to Tom and bows just as deeply as he did for Lady Death. "Master."