Someone else's death

And Julian finally knew what had caused this, and this realization was even scarier than he had originally thought.

The fact that he could not absorb the real Death energy… meant only one thing.

The energy corrupting him from within—wasn't his.

It was someone else's.

Someone else's version of Death.

A cold shiver crept down his spine, followed by a wave of unease that even he couldn't brush off. His eyes opened slowly in the dimly lit study, glowing faintly with golden hue.

Someone else in this world… is capable of using Death energy.

That alone would have been enough to cause panic. But it was even worse.

He's not just using it…

He's more proficient than I am...