from beyond the grave

S

o this was death. This was what it felt like to no longer be living or breathing. But he never crossed over to the other side. In his life, he had heard others tell tales of "unfinished business" or whatever dumb cliche there was. He never believed in it, but here he was, standing in the place of Rionnach. He should have been whisked off to heaven, maybe hell - it depends on who is judging you. Some of his deeds were just and right, others lingered on the question of maybe good... maybe bad... no real clear answer. At least, in his mind. Luckily he kept all of his memories and especially the last one he could remember, before his heart had stopped and he took his last breath. Part of him was not sure if he could still feel the pain from the incident, or if he just remembered what the pain was like.

Either way, it sucked. It was the worst. Azrael moved through the lands, much easier than before. He came across a tree, and while in his usual life, he would have walked around it... but now he lifted a paw and moved through it. It was awesome! He walked right through the tree's trunk and moved through several other things that would have been impossible, were he alive. Azrael decided that he would find the female, to haunt her for the rest of her days, and any others that had angered him so. They would pay - they would all pay. He just had to find the right time to strike.

@Cairo

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