Chapter 12

"Your awake? What did you learn (Y/N)?" asked Strife. You said, "I don't know...Just a man talking about war shall reign again, and that the Nephilim are resurrected. And that..." "Wait. Did you just say, Nephilim?" asked Death. "Yeah. What about them? I don't know who they are." you said. The horsemen looked at each other with shock around them. "What about them?! Who is the Nephilim?" you said, with your patience wearing thin. The horsemen looked at you afterwards. "The Nephilim are a cursed union of angel and demon. We all were with them." said War. "What? You mean you were with the Nephilim? What happened?" you asked. "The story is that the Charred Council was an ancient body charged by the creator to preserve the balance of life, and creation itself. For eons we and our kind crossed countless words, slaughtered everything in sight, and burned them to ash. We were to storm the paradise for mankind, Eden, and take it for our own. That's when all four of us grew weary of the slaughter and feared our conquest would imperial the balance. So, we made a truce. We all would serve the council, in exchange for unimaginable power. Then we were created. And our first task was to purge our own brethren." explained Death as he remembered the day,

"Death! Why do you slay your own?!" said Absalom.

Death turned his head to Absalom and said, "The nephilim have no claim to Eden... "

"There are realms for angels and demons...Why not for us?!" said Absalom.

"Eden belongs to man."

Death turned around and attacked.

Absalom blocked his scythes with his axe.

"It belongs to those who take it!" said Absalom.

Death widened his eyes in rage and fury to struggle to kill Absalom as he was blocking his scythes.

Death then impaled Absalom with his scythes. As Absalom dropped his axe as blood shot out of his mouth.

As the souls of the other Nephilim entered Death's amulet Absalom said as he held up his hand,

"Brother..."

Death stood in triumph to grab Absalom's hand.

As black surrounded Absalom.

Absalom grunted as the black slipped his hand from Deaths as the black consumed Absalom as he disappeared into the darkness.

Death still crouched on the ground with the souls surrounding him.

Then Death yelled for the pain of his family gone, as the souls entered his amulet.

"And so, our victory could not be undone. And if the Nephilim are back, you are not safe." said Death as he turned to the supplies. You put your hand on Death's shoulder and said, "I'm sorry about your loss. That's a horrible way to lose family. I kinda know." you said. Death turned and said, "Don't. We had to. Now...Let's fix your chest."