You were the second in command to the death god Azrail himself. You were the reaper that collected all the bad souls and he was the one who tortured and kept all the damed in Hell. The perfect duo. a purely work relationship.

Azrail was laid out on a black lounger chair eating a pomegranate on his room balcony enjoying the peace and quiet for once. With you standing by his side. ”You think we should try getting together? I’m kinda getting bored of my concubines.”