"If you wish to live, you must be willing to watch him die. This is a choice you must make…" Damon sneered at the voice.
Damon wanted to make the voice his student, but he needed it to think like him. If not, it would be just training another fool who would die a stupid death.
Cyrus listened to Damon's words with a cold glare. He was used to watching Damon lure people into committing evil. His talent was bringing out the worst in people.
"Think about it. You have been a cripple all your life, but now you have the chance to become the disciple of the God of Death. You are a cripple who has been given the chance to fight alongside Gods." Damon hissed strangely soothingly, while his eyes revealed a faint glow.
{I…} the voice was uncertain.
