There were a lot of souls that ended up in Limbo, mostly mortals. Since Death ruled it like a domain, the souls were practically delicious meals he fed on.
Celestials didn't have to set foot here—why would they? They simply got reincarnated.
However, Azrael was not entirely a god yet. He had no celestial energy output. Although a mighty divine being dwelled within his body, the fact remained that he was still in a human form.
Other than Death, the celestial that consumed souls, there were creatures called the Guardians.
The name Guardian referred to an individual that protected a certain life or object. However, that term perished in the truth agenda of these creatures.
These beings would do anything to taste an unfortunate soul that fell far from Death's doorstep.
And this unlucky soul turned out to be him, of all people.
'Curse the supreme ones', Azrael shouted in his mind.
