644 Chapter 644
The God of Death… The entity who was associated with Death lived in the Realm of Gods. He was someone who had sole control over death, considered to be one of the strongest beings.
However, the God of Death was also considered to be the most proud over their lineage as the gods.
Even though his personality was considered to be the most extreme amongst the gods, he was still an important member of the High Council of Gods, and a good friend of Aizen’s father.
The God of Death was known to be very reclusive, rarely interacting with others outside of official council meetings. However, currently, his name was being mentioned by Tien, in his suggestion.
Hearing the suggestion, Aizen revealed an interest. For the person who dared to make him bleed, that punishment seemed worth it.
He grabbed Ezekiel by his hair, dragging his body across the bloody battlefield. Now that the Trial was over, he could use all his abilities.
He healed Ezekiel’s hands properly, before raising his body in the air, tossing it away. However, while Ezekiel was still in the air, multiple Celestial Shackles came out of the group, wrapping around his hand, legs and his neck.
Seeing the sight, Karyk could only sigh. These people were too far gone. When Aizen was born, he was a good guy, living a sheltered life. However, with time, all the arrogance and brutality had seeped into him, making him what he was today.
Leaving the man trapped here, Aizen opened a portal back to the Realm of Gods. He left the world with Tien.
The few people who had survived the war watched Ezekiel shackled in the air as if he was some great criminal.
A few of his friends tried to free him. However, before the Divine Abilities of the Gods, they were nothing.
Ezekiel remained in the air, with his eyes closed. His mind was filled with darkness and anger. However, more than anything, it was filled with hate… Hate toward the people who used their lives like pawns, destroying their peaceful existence.
While he was trapped, Aizen returned to the Realm of Gods, where he was welcomed by someone from the High Council, along with his father, who congratulated him for victory over the other youngsters.
The celebration for him lasted for one week straight which was attended by many family friends.
As soon as the celebration was over, Aizen’s father transferred his divine powers to his son, which could only be passed through the bloodline. With that, Aizen had finally become a high god. He had finally reached his goal, but he didn’t forget Ezekiel either.
In this life, there was only one person who had made him bleed, and he wasn’t going to forgive that person. After everything was settled, he approached the God of Death, requesting for one favor.
The favor he asked, was very simple… He wanted a few mortals to be revived. Reviving gods was almost impossible, even for the God of Death. However, reviving a few mortals was an easy task.
𝒏𝑶𝑣𝓮𝐥𝚗𝞮xt.𝗰𝑜𝗆
He agreed immediately, after hearing the reason. If anything, he followed Aizen back to the distant mortal world, and personally revived the people that Aizen requested.
However, in exchange, he collected many more lives. Most of the people who had survived the tragic war had to lose their lives in exchange.
In the end, only one person was revived… The Father of Ezekiel.
When Aizen appeared before Ezekiel with his father, Ezekiel was frozen in fear.
When Tien mentioned that idea, he didn’t believe that it could actually be possible in the first place. However, now that his father was actually in front of him, it was definitely true. That meant what they wanted was also…
Ezekiel lost all his anger, only being filled with fear and dread as he began pleading to stop all this.
“Kill me if you want! It was I who sinned, not him!”
“It’s no fun killing the person who already lost their fear of death, isn’t that so?” Aizen responded, before raising his hand.
For a mortal, it was impossible to resist him, especially now that Aizen was even stronger.
The Shackles that had wrapped all around Aizen’s body started moving, making him move as if he was a puppet.
Aizen made Ezekiel pick up the sword that he had used to stab him. Ezekiel used all his strength to resist, but his body couldn’t. It was like he was a puppet whose thread was in someone else’s hands.
Aizen smiled as he watched Ezekiel pick up the cursed blade.
“Now, let’s see if you truly fear death… Your father’s death,” he said. The blade glinted in the dim light.
Ezekiel’s body moved closer to his father, who also couldn’t move under the heavy pressure.
However, more than anything, his father was stunned. He didn’t understand what was happening. The last time he remembered, everything was peaceful. It was like it was just yesterday. And now, there was only death and destruction.
Ezekiel’s nerves became visible, as he resisted with all his might, trying to break the chains. Unfortunately, his resistance, his pleading, and everything he tried was useless.
ƥαṇdα-ηθνε|·ƈθm His hand moved on its own as his Sword stabbed through the chest of his father, who had just returned from death.
Aizen brought his father back, just to make him kill his father as a torment.
It was only after Ezekiel stabbed his father, that his father was free of the heavy pressure on him. He could finally move.
His father could see the struggle on his son’s face, and the pain in his eyes. He had gained an understanding of what was happening. His son was being tormented with his life…
He ignored the pain of a sword being thrusted in his chest, as he stepped closer to his son, letting the Sword stab deeper.
He placed his hand over his son’s head. He gave his son a tight embrace, feeling how much pain his son was in.
It was in Ezekiel’s embrace that his father took his last breath…
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