Two Weeks Wasted

"What the hell do you mean by that. Does it mean I am dead? Is this my soul?" Rin asked in disbelief, getting angrier by the second.

At this point, nothing could obliterate the devastatingly huge hatred he had for this stupid god or whatever he called or prided himself as. Maybe he was not a god after all. Maybe he was just one of those essences that had become who they were by acquiring many skills and maybe wanted to know what being human tasted like. Anger flashed in his eyes as a sort of nagging uneasiness fell upon him.

"Well, let's temporarily. Yes, you're dead. On the other side of the universe." he responded half-distractedly. He did not even seem to care as he said it as if death meant nothing to him.