Chapter 77: Accepting his power!

"Why do you resent your power? Why do you refuse the gifts the world has bestowed upon you?" Death asked as his eyes revealed a purple flash.

His gaze was pinned on the fallen Damon, bleeding out from the fist size hole on his chest. Death watched eagerly as it wanted to know whether Damon would be able to heal the hole in his chest even though he already knew the answer to this.

"This is not what I wanted. This is not how I planned to live my life. Everyone just imposed his will on me and I have no choice but to obey… how is such a life worth living?" Damon muttered those words with dead eyes gazing at the pool of blood around him. 

"The death magic or the wolf curse is not an order or anything you think it is. See these powers as opportunities with a little price attached to each of them. Once you grow stronger using these means, who else will be able to control your fate?" Death said with a bright flash in his eyes. His gaze made it seem as if he could see Damon's soul.