Fate has always remained the same for Blade as an immortal being, no matter how much he craved for his death.

It surely didn't help him feel better either when heaven sent you to protect him from any dangers. Blade has tried running away, using every way possible to end his life—yet you somehow were always there to save him.

"Hell." He grunted after another failed attempt to die, his eyes glaring at you with such annoyance. "Are guardian angels actually disguised leeches? Leave me alone."