A piece of advice.

A man wearing black was looking inside a big room through a small glass on a door. He looked at his watch and sighed.

"I have to overwork again."

"She is alive, just leave it to me." A man patted his shoulder while he was wearing white from head to toe. Both of them looked identical.

"Don't be so rude brother but she already lived a lot."

"She still has few days."

"Come on, I can't wait that much and I already spent a lot of time on her. This old..."

Both Angel of death and angel of life were busy bickering when they heard someone clearing their throat.

They turned and looked behind.

"Wah, our little brother is here." Angel of death turned towards Moon God and opened his arms to hug his brother but Moon God moved a step back.

Embarrassingly, Angel of death ran his one hand through his hairs as his hug was rejected.

"Why are you here? It's been a long time since you came to meet us." Angel of death passed him a smile.