[continued, still in Gamer's Pov]
I felt uncomfortable as he looked me up and down, so of course I said something to pull his attention away from me "Nice necklace" I said and immediately his eyes snapped back to the necklace in his hand "I know, goes higher than fifty or a hundred souls" "Wow... I almost feel jealous" Akire leaned back, folding her arms as Trenton put the necklace back in his pocket. "Don't think about-" "Trenton, my sin isn't envy, it's greed for knowledge beyond the dark" "Sorry, keep forgetting about you Shards with your curiosity" Trenton laughed a bit before looking at his watch. "Best be going" "Of course, us Isledalers got our own businesses to run" Akire gave the old man another hug, soon pulling away and smiling at him "See ya around" "You too miss Shards" we then walked off in the opposite direction of Trenton "Think we should head back to Isledale as well" Akire said. We walked a bit as Akire grinned to herself "You that glad we ran into Treton?" I asked "You could say that" "What do you-" Akire lifted up her hand, showing me the amethyst and diamond necklace "You stole Trenton's necklace-" "Calm down Shadow, it's called being a thief". Akire took out a worthless piece of string with a wooden bead on it... it glowed dark red as it became an identical fake version of the necklace she just stole, placing the real one in her bag. Akire then unseemly tossed the fake necklace onto the ground, a random person picking it up and admiring it. "Sometimes you get caught and end up in deep shit, but if you're taught by the best-" "HEY!" me and Akire stopped "Fucking thief!" we turned our heads to see Trenton yelling and tackling the random to the ground, the person who picked up the fake necklace "You can get away with anything~" Akire smirked, glancing at me before turning around. "Come on Shadow, Isledale is this way".
(Death's Pov)
After having Tyson drag me around most of the day throughout the castle, he eventually dragged me back to the door leading out into the courtyard... where Ares and his mother were waiting. "Forgive me, my dear boy... but before arriving here, Ares requested to talk to you... alone" Tyson told me as I froze up "Sorry sir, but... isn't that against the rules-" "Overlords have their own personal rules, 'never talk back to an heir-' such a shit rule" Tyson stated, shaking his head a bit. "I only agreed to such request from my son is because I believe you are worthy enough to talk to him" he told me "And I'd rather him talk to you than any of those spoiled brats the other overlords are raising" Tyson stated as we walked closer to the door where Ares and Hera stood. "Rippers are known for harshness and being dangerous... I assume that one day, you and Ares will find one soul battle to fight" Tyson turned his head to me, slight smile on his face "I believe that is why he wishes to talk to you" he said before we finally reached his wife and son. "Death, make sure the walk and conversation stays within the palace walls of the Threat Wing" Hera told me "Yes ma'am" I assured her before Ares walked inside and down a corridor, Tyson immediately motioning me to follow his son.
(Gamer's Pov)
We made it back to the witchshop, now standing in the back as Akire pulled each of the ingredients that we got out of her bag "Okay, that should be everything but one thing" Akire muttered under her breath as she compared her list to a page in the hexbook she had open whilst I peaked over her shoulder and froze up a bit, reading the last ingredient she needed. "Gamer-" "The fuck?" the words slipped out of my mouth "Okay, just let me explain" Akire said "No..." I told her "I'm not doing that" I told her. "Gamer please- I've got a client who's a wife of an overlord, she needs this medication and... to make the medication for her, I need a drop of angel's blood-" "Hell no! I'm not giving you my blood" I stepped away from Akire "It's the tiniest drop-" "Forget it, Shards... there's nothing in Hell that'll make me change my mind" I told her. "Gamer, she's pregnant with a half and half chance of either her or the baby dying, this will help both of them survive" "Akire, stop" I warned her "Death said you might help if I told you about it-" "I said no, Akire" I snapped as Akire signed "What about... we make a deal?" I paused after hearing her words, thinking about it for a few seconds before looking back at Akire "Alright, I'm listening". "I'll offer you a side gig of working here at the shop and learning more about demons, devils and Hell itself... all in exchange for one tiny drop of your blood to make medication for a pregnant demon" Akire said. I took a minute to think about it... another job with less threat or chance of someone trying to 'have their way' with me, and a chance to learn more about Hell and it's celestials... I signed "Fine, but I'm watching you make it and take it to her" "Sounds fair to me" Akire agreed, grabbing out a couple of things before starting to make the medicine whilst I pulled out a stool and watched her.
(Death's Pov)
I quickly caught up to Ares, now both out of view of his parents and anyone else yet he kept walking, not daring to say a word until we were a good few corridors in the Threat Wing of the palace. "Why do they call you 'Death'?" Ares asked, the first time I've ever heard him spoke and... holy shit, his fucking voice... it sounded like it belonged to anyone's 'dream man' and yes, that's what I thought at the time and yes... it fucking annoyed me because just like his scent, you couldn't tell who the hell he is or what exactly he was capable of. "Cuz I call myself that" I answered him "Huh, interesting..." he muttered as he continued to walk "What do you mean-" "You'd only ever call yourself such name if you were either that up-yourself and wanted to show-off and impress someone or... your past is basically the name you've given yourself" he stated, turning his head a bit towards me. "One word to sum it all up" Ares turned his head away "...'Death', very dark name" "'Dark name'? sorry to 'offend' you, but yours means ruin, war and destruction" I told him as he held back a small laugh "You don't offend me whatsoever, Death" Ares said "I'm a prideful ripper demon unlike you, more powerful as well" ...yeah, I hated his comment. "I'm older than you-" "But I've been a demon my whole life unlike you... you spent sixteen years living a miserable human life filled with your new 'name' you've so graciously given yourself" he stated "A year means nothing once you compare experience" Ares told me as we turned down another corridor. "Now imagine... a demon of great looks and addictive voice, along with his own attractive actions and interests... like you and me" Ares started whilst I raised a brow "But their difference is their 'special power' within" ...before I knew it, Ares had pinned me to the wall, his hood falling to his shoulders, revealing his face which became an inch away from mine. Dark ebony-brown hair, healthy pale skin, silver eyes, a sweet psychotic smile... clearly has the ability to charm whoever he wanted yet that wasn't what caught me off guard the most about his appearance, it was mostly his eyes... his toxically hypnotic eyes.
Having those eyes stare right into my own made me feel awfully sick, as if I were about to throw up my entire guts while I watched the red glow flicker and dance within the soulless silver of his eyes. "What's wrong? can't handle looking at an overlord heir?" Ares smirked whilst I tried to keep my stomach down "Or are you simply weaker than my father thought?" he questioned... now my limps hurt, like I've never used them before "If you can't handle my own powers, how can you keep protecting that adorable little angel of yours?". My eyes widened a bit "That's right, I know about your little 'play thing' you've so graciously protected with your own life" Ares darkly smirked as I glared at him and before I knew it, I grabbed him by the throat and slammed him into the wall he had me pinned to, my own eyes glowing darkly red with anger as I bared my sharp teeth at him. "Don't you dare talk about him like that-" I was immediately re-slammed back into the wall, Ares grabbed my left wrist and removed my hand from his throat, dark satisfying smirk filling his face "Pathetic" he laughed a bit as I felt my body stiffen. "If it were up to me, that fallen angel would be under my protection twenty-four-seven" he said as his grip on my wrist tightened by the second, to the point it felt as though he could easily break it within seconds. "Don't think for a second that I don't see your true thoughts of your little friend" Ares smirked, his eyes still making me feel horribly sick "A little thing I should tell you- all hellborns are born with their own 'gift', a special power that very little have" he started as his grip tightened around my wrist. "Want to know my 'gift'?" he asked, somehow managing to send a cold chill through my bones as he leaned into my ear "I have the ability to get into a person's mind... and make them do whatever I want~" he whispered before stepping back and walking off.
His hypnotising power wearing off as I gained control of my body again, the awful sick feeling fading a bit as I leaned against the wall... I know now what Tyson meant by me and Ares having one soul battle to fight, and why he tried offering me the 'opportunity' to marry some overlord heir... it was to get me out of the way of what Ares wants... who he knows his son would fall in love with... Gamer. And of course I was now fucking pissed... cuz now I had even more reason to protect my friend, especially from a piece of shit like Ares.
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