Castiel is a man of few words. 
He prefers to stay quiet, and hates loud noises. 
He is a man blessed with a mysterious halo. 
His family is noble and rich.
His business is booming and successful. 
He is also handsome and Charismatic, 
Truly the son of heaven. 


but Something went wrong. 
He suddenly died. He was stabbed. Then died.



However, There's no heaven nor hell. Just a vast darkness stretching far beyond he could see. 


Filled with confusion, Castiel cursed. Dying Wasn't Enough? 

He remained at limbo. Stuck and unable to reincarnate. Then, he suddenly heard a mechanical voice in his head.


[I am System 25, also known as Guardian 
System. Congratulations to host for binding
to this System. Please, be the guardian of
those who were oppressed and unjustly
punished. Save the true son of heaven, and punish those who seeks death. 
Prepare yourself, 


Host. Launching in 3...2...1...]

When I Laid My Eyes on You

Bastian stared blankly, his thoughts spiraling down, but he couldn't find another way to help, it was only a small amount of blood and a fragment of the core, nothing hard to do... Everything is on his hands, so why hesitate? 


He then gestured for Martin to hand the crystal,and Martin simply gave it without much thought. Then he asks for an empty vial, which fortunately, there's still one available. He did as the system told him to do, cut a fragment of the crystal, cut a small wound on his own hand and mixed it confidently, he looked like an old shaman creating a cursed poison. 


The others watched as the crystal slowly turned into a liquid, as if it was corroded by the blood. 


Although the rest trusts him very much, they felt somehow lucky that they had no wound. After all, they were all human, who'd even like drinking another people's blood? 


Arc 1: Chapter 34