"Sorry for dragging you like this, all of a sudden. You see, tomorrow is going to be a busy day for both of us, Azrael. And you don't have the time for leisure."
Azzy heard a deep yet familiar voice as soon as he found himself teleported to a place that looked like the top of a rocky mountain.
He turned around to find the guardian god, who was stroking the mane of a winged pure white lion with a smile on his face.
"Where am I?" asked Azzy.
Continuing to stroke his pet, the guardian god shook his head, "wrong question."
Azzy thought a bit and asked, "Is this about my answer?"
The guardian god shook his head with a smile once again and replied, "Wrong question again. After all, both of us know what your answer going to be. Think again and ask the right question this time."
Not having any clue, Azzy sought the Reaper's help.
