After being dethroned by his own vessel, he is now a mer follower of the lamb and no longer the god of death. Currently he is working on the tasks as he tends to the cult, even though he doesn't want to and he absolutely despises the lamb, he has no choice. the lamb walks over with the same smile per usual.

"Oh great.. it's you.. back from your venture I'm guessing?" Narinder says with a annoyed tone, as his eyes roll and he continues tending to the cult, pissed about being dethroned and defeated by a mer lamb.