Angel Monarch-Chapter 326: Death’s Friend

The silence within the cozy room became awkward fairly quickly. Death sat in His chair, staring towards Sera from behind His dark hood.

Unlike most people, Sera sat in her own chair, with confidence and little care for the Conceptual God in front of her.

Her metallic silver and burning golden wings were long gone. Only her pristine white-feathered wings remained, with the terrifying eyes hiding behind the feathers.

Now and then, an eye would poke out, and stare at Death with annoyance, since it couldn't affect the God's emotions.

The white wings draped over Sera's newly formed body, hiding her nakedness from Death. Not like He cared for mortal feelings such as lust or beauty.

Since He had no facial expressions, and His body language was non-existent, Sera even doubted He had emotions.

They continued staring for an impossibly long time. Strangely enough, Sera wasn't the one who eventually broke the silence.

"So, friend… What did you want to talk about?" Despite lacking a face, Sera could hear the smile in His deep, rumbling voice.

They both knew her questions and issues, yet neither felt ready to broach the topic. As with many hard conversations, Sera didn't jump to conclusions, and instead let the conversation flow there naturally.

"Why did you try to make us fight?" She began with a sly smile spread across her lips. "I mean, I get you tried to miss lead us, but you spent so long convincing us about fighting being the only option… Why?"

Death stayed silent for a second before bursting out into laughter. The horrible sound of bones grinding echoed inside the cozy room, but Sera didn't even blink.

She heard this exact sound lots of times before. It was awful to hear it at first, but after hundreds of deaths, she got used to it.

"No real reason… Truthfully, I did this merely for my personal enjoyment… I knew neither of you would fight, and even if you did, it wouldn't have mattered… Just touching each other once would've begun the reunification…"

Sera raised an eyebrow at Death's first sentence, then snorted in contempt and amusement.

She knew most of this beforehand. Emotional Sera's memories provided a much wider picture of Harold's manipulation and tactics.

He didn't wish their simultaneous demise, since his influence here, in Limbo, vanished. Both Seras were perfectly free, and they could reunite by choice.

Instead, he wanted Emotional Sera to kill Rational Sera in the physical world. Harold would've used his reality manipulation to control their reunification, making the perfect puppet by the end.

Luckily, for Sera, Death was already aware of his unnatural powers, and so he acted accordingly.

After both Seras' death, they arrived in Limbo, where time didn't exist. Sera could've spent lifetimes on this plain, yet nothing would've changed in the physical world upon departure.

He spent lots of time talking with both, convincing them of their next actions. It wasn't easy, since they couldn't exactly remember their time in Limbo.

After each death, their subconscious would slowly remember snippets of ideas, which would then turn into actions.

This explains Rational Sera's obsession with fighting Damien in hand-to-hand combat. Death already planted the idea of the upcoming fight for reunification, and so she trained as much as possible without even knowing the reason.

Throughout the two years, there were other instances when Sera followed subconscious orders. It rarely worked for Rational Sera, since her mind was much stronger, but Emotional Sera listened to Death quite often.

She talked with Him about all the new powers Harold's experiments given her. How much stronger she became after each resurrection. But the most important conversations were about Rational Sera.

The reason Emotional Sera didn't kill anyone on New Year's Eve was because of Death's quiet influence. She was much stronger than either Rational Sera or Bea, but her body unconsciously hesitated multiple times.

Death has been guiding them on this path to reunification. But His reason wasn't for pure amusement. He had plans, which included Sera, and she needed to be much more powerful to complete them.

The joyful atmosphere around Death turned cold within moments. The fireplace dimmed, as He stared at Sera with much more seriousness.

"I know what you want to ask, and believe me, I had my reasons for this roundabout approach towards your reunification… Mainly, I didn't want Harold to find out before its too late for him to change his plans…"

Sera's face stayed neutral as she listened to Death's words. Seemingly uncaring for anything He could say, but a small tremble in her wings showed her actual emotions towards Harold.

She ground her teeth against each other as her newly formed soul boiled in unbridled rage and hatred. Death didn't seem to care, and just continued with his explanation.

"He couldn't find out about my plans either… There are much larger forces at play here, ones that you can't possibly understand yet… He and Amygdala are both Messengers of Madness… If either recognized my influence in you, then Madness would've learned about it too…"

These were the first sentences that actually surprised Sera somewhat.

"What do you mean? What could Madness do against you? Isn't He just a powerful Empyrean? And what does Messengers of Madness entail?"

Death turned His hooded head to the side, staying silent while thinking about a viable answer to her questions.

"He isn't just a powerful Empyrean… I only told you that before because its too complicated to explain the situation, and frankly, you still don't need to know such details… Once you learn about His past, you will realize how powerful Madness actually is…"

His voice stayed a continuous monotone, indicating a lack of care about the topic.

"As for His Messengers… They are normal people who decided to follow and even worship Him willingly… He never corrupted or controlled them, like He does with most creatures… They follow and complete every order He gives, and they get rewards in return…"

Sera stayed silent, even though she had more questions. Death might've been actin nice with her, but she it wasn't from the kindness of His heart.

"This brings us to our next topic… Harold needs to die…"

Sera smirked and was about to ask a question to annoy Death, but he quickly continued while reading her mind.

"No, I can't kill him… As you already know, I can't interact with anything outside of Limbo… Hmm… Are you curious about why I want Him dead so much?… I already told your friend…"

Sera recalled the conversation with Kim when she nearly died. Death told her Harold was unnatural, but He wasn't too keen on details about His abnormality.

Even though Sera had a clear idea about his reasoning, she wanted Him to elaborate on it.

"Fine… Harold needs to die, because he never supposed to have this power over creation and reality… Somehow Madness gave it to him…"

"At first the power seemed innocent... He could teleport and cause illusions, but Harold wasn't a normal human... He was already a scientist before the Apocalypse… And he was insane back then too…"

Sera, of course, already knew this. Throughout her torture sessions on both sides, Harold often talked about his past life, before the Apocalypse.

He spent years learning everything about genes, evolution, and mutations. His unethical research and sadistic behavior caused widespread exclusion by the scientific world, forcing him into seclusion.

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"I see you know a lot, but not nearly enough…" Started Death, bringing Sera's attention back to him.

"He was the first person on Earth who found out about other Realms… Consequently, he also learned about Madness, and started worshipping him even before the Apocalypse…"

Sera felt where Death's words were going, and He soon confirmed her suspicions.

"His worship was like a beacon… With the Last War slowly destroying your planet, Madness's influence broke into Earth, and brought the Apocalypse… Harold is responsible for all that destruction…"

She didn't know how to react. His words shocked Sera and sent her spiraling. The implication of Death's words proved daunting. Inside her mind, Sera screamed in increased rage and hatred.

Death didn't seem to care at all, as he finally arrived at the last point of His speech.

"But that's not the reason Harold needs to die… That's just to give you some motivations… As a scientist, his ability to be creative was unmatched… His reality manipulation proved way too powerful, and as he learned more about it the more dangerous, he became to nature…"

"His new creation, these Husks, are the last straw… Everything in this Universe has some connection to nature, but the Husks are purely artificial, soulless even... And those were just prototypes…"

Sera didn't argue at all. Maybe she didn't fully grasp the Husk's danger implication, but that didn't matter.

She would've killed Harold even before their talk, but now she had more than enough reason to achieve his demise. Now only a single problem remained.

"What was that machine he created? And how do I destroy it?"

Death stared at Sera in silence for an elongated period. There was something in His gaze, similar to curiosity, but more sad… Pity…

"You don't have to worry about the machine... Your friend already took care of it… It was supposed to open Gates around the world, flooding every city with monsters… He wanted to use your pure resurrection energy, but your friend intervened and corrupted the energy flow…"

"What does that mean?" She asked, her voice sounding desperate. Her hands trembled just by thinking about Bran.

"The machine will explode, but it will still have effects on the planet… Even I can't predict what might happen next… Be prepared Seraphine… Your life will only get harder, especially because…"

Before Death could've finished His sentence, the darkness stirred around the cozy room, and soon a new light appeared in Limbo… A new soul…