Death's P.O.V.
I shot up, breathing heavily, as I looked around my surroundings.
"It was that dream again..."
I've been having the same dream over and over again and yet I still couldn't find any sense in it. I laughed, after all nobody could even come close to touching me.
So why did I have this heavy feeling in my heart?
Over the 500 years I've been here, this was the first time I've ever had the same dream repeatedly, and it was definitely the only one that showed me fighting alongside other people.
To put it simply I was fighting with four other people against this person who looked like... a shriveled piece of lettuce.? I never could see the people's faces or what they sounded like, but the ending of the dream was always the same.
Thinking about the dream, I slowly got out of bed and started getting ready for the day.
After getting dressed and eating breakfast, I got outside, unconsciously playing around with the two knives in my hands as I thought about today's plan.
If I was being honest with myself the desert wasn't a place where a lot of things happened, on the contrary I haven't seen a big challenge since Apophis(Egyptian god of Chaos) tried to destroy Egypt.
After a while of waiting I went on my daily patrol, I wasn't expecting anything big to happen so I only brought my two knives with me. However right as I got near the Nile River, I felt a presence behind me.
I whirled around and pressed a knife on the person's throat. I looked over her features and sighed, removing the knife.
"Lady Void,"
I bowed,
"May I inquire what you are doing here?"
She laughed,
"No need to be so formal with me~ I just need you on a mission!"