" I've killed Absolam, stopped the Corruption... I stand at last at the Well of Souls... with no idea of what I must do next " Death laughed as he mocked himself.
" It is quite simple actually..... and yet most difficult " Crow father said looking at Death humouring himself as he extended his hand for Dust Deaths trusty "clue finder" to sit on.
" I am in no humour for riddles Crow father " Death said without beating around the bushes.
"You may tap the power of the Well to return the kingdom of man... or you may resurrect the Nephilim."
"But know that choosing one will forever doom the other " Crow father said laying all the chooses before Death.
Death shakes his head and pondered at the dilemma, the Nephilim were his kin. He may have destroyed there flesh but he still guarded there souls if not to one day undo his sin but on the other side it was his brother War chained at the Councils feet professing his innocence for mankind's untimely destruction which he knew his brother had no part in.
" My brother War.... I would protect him above all " Death said as he firmly made his decision.
"To return Man to the Earth will require a sacrifice" Crow-father said as he rests his hand on Deaths shoulder.
Death touches his right chest where the shards of glass of the amulets which once holder the souls of the Nephilim could be seen oozing out of his chest. Looking at the green miasma on his hand after touching the amulets pieces imbedded in his chest whispering to him in a ghostly voices.
" ...undo your sin... uuuundooo...yo...ur siiiiin...."
Death payed no head to those pleas and slowly stepped forward towards the Well of Souls. He stopped for a while as he removed his mask and passed it on to the Crow father, who extended his hands to receive it, then he stepped at the edge and leaped towards the endless tempest of souls.
Thus, from death came life, and the seeds of humanity were re-sown. But Death journey was not ended.
Deep in dense forest, near a beautiful lake,a naked young man could be seen, roughly seventeen in age from his facial features, pale skinned, a shredded and lean physic with broad shoulders and a low fade haircut commonly seen in the Kingdom of Man.
As the sunlight pierced through the forest and kissed his eyelashes. He instantly opened his eyes and woke up breathlessly gasping for air.
" ..Where... ha...hu..am I?...ha..hu.. "
While still taking labour breath. he looked around the green forest and the nearby lake only to find himself alone, the only thing he could hear and feel were the birds singing on tree tops and the warm heat of the sun along with soft grass he was resting upon.
Suddenly he realised something
" My voice, what has happened to my voice? " he said to himself as his voice was deep and growly similar to an older man.
Lost and confused he hastily moved towards the crystal clear lake and the moment he looked at the reflection.
"AAAAAAAaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
His screamed in agony as it echoed throughout the vast sea of trees. When he looked at his face an unexpected headache attacked him making him feel like his head was about to spilt in two, Clenching his head with his hand he curled on the ground unable to move as the pain continued to get worse. Unbearable as it was but he also started to remember his past but not just one but two.
After the pain slowly started to stop . He gradually collected himself from the ground.
" What....treachery is this? " he groaned in his deep voice. he could clearly remember his past but something was different it was not just his previous endeavour he could see but also something else entirely, events that is completely unfamiliar to him but yet he could feel as if he had lived it.
"Who am I?.... Death or Leon"He asked himself
He could see visions of his past but could not concluded who he was, A horseman of the apocalypse who sacrificed himself to save his brother War or a common human from the Kingdom of Man unjustly killed as was he hurried amidst the chaos of war weighed by heaven and hell searching for his family.
Unable to find an answer himself. He picked himself up from the grass and again looked around. Once again Seeing that there was no one but him. He turning his attention back at his reflection at the mirror like lake,a feeling spiked on him. An intense emotion that was filling his fierce amber eye with fury. If one were to look, they could see the burning hatred roaring for vengeance. Vengeance against both Heaven and Hell, who wronged him, destroyed his world, his home and ripped his Family away from him in their pointless war.
Death usually bore neither love nor hate for the Angels or the Demons. So, usually he felt nothing for them as killed those unfortunate Angels and Demon that were unlucky enough to stand on his way but Leon was different. He was normal man with a family to love and friends to have fun with and studying tirelessly with. Thus, His hatred for them, both of them was insurmountable. Which explained all to clearly the rage that is burning inside of him.
"They will pay for what they had done..." he said as he gritted his teeth and tightened his fist.
Sharing the memories of both Death and Leon he concluded enough that, he knows he is two of them at the same time, two soul fused into one, an end result formed when Death threw himself into the Well of Souls.
A soul of a Nephilim and a human turned into one even Death, the Reaper of Souls haven't heard of such a phenomenon let alone Leon a human. But nether less such an unforeseen situation has occurred and he could help but sign at his circumstances.
But that still didn't explained the body. He could see that he has a body of a human male similar but different from Leon's but his eyes and voice were the traits similar to Deaths physical characteristics.
Maybe an after effect of the souls fusion was his only thought
" What.....have I become? " He asked himself as he finally calmed down from all the pouring memories and emotions.
" No... It matters not what I have become, first I must find out what I am and how to get out of here.....this realm is clearly unknown to me....and I don't like it "
And as he was about to walk to look around he stopped and looked at himself again and a sudden realisation dawned on him.
" First some clothes would be nice "