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“You shouldn’t have let your guard down, god of death” Sloth mocked as his laugh resonated in the air. “Now see the consequences for your lack of utmost attention” He used his head to point down at the female that was currently residing in his arms.
Seker who was still in a state of panic didn’t dare utter a single word, as he was afraid that his Amica mea would surely disappear if he so much had said an alphabet.
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Ever since he could remember, Seker had always been used to death, he had grown accustomed to it, and he embraced what he was and what his existence could and would always amount to. So, it became almost like a way of life for him. After all, he was the god of that very thing ‘death’.
But although he had gotten used to it, this was the first time Seker had ever feared death when it came to another existence. With shaky eyes, he stared at the century-old weapon that lay in the hands of the demons.