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The tiny dog leaped, going for Cupid’s manly parts.
"LET GO! LET GO! IT HURTS!” screamed the God of Love in a voice reminiscent of a prepubescent girl as the dog latched onto his dangly bits and refused to let go.
“I’m going to eat your soul!” screamed the God of Love with tears in his eyes.
Anger flared inside me. How dare he threaten my dog! Black flames coalesced around me. I stood and my reaper gun flew through the air and into my hand. It then returned to the previous reaper’s symbol of office, a scythe.
“You may think death is weak because the last grim reaper was so kind. I’m not him and I’m not always kind.”
For a brief second a skeleton wearing a crown was superimposed over me. The sky instantly grew dark, the wind began to howl, and lightning struck the ground nearby. The sound of a thousand lost souls began to howl from all around us. I was now death. I was the force that ended all.
The man in the white robes looked over at me. “We mean no harm. I am Cronus, God of Time. We are only here to assist the new God of Death.”
I studied the two and slowly everything returned back to normal. The darkness and flames dispersed and the world around us became calm once more.
“Fine, but tell your friend to keep his insults to himself or I’ll have my little dog neuter the God of Love.”
With that, Crowley released Cupid’s marbles and trotted back over to my side with a large grin on his face.
[Charm]
“Well, I guess he is a rather cute doggy,” the God of Love kneeled down before Crowley and began to pet him. “Who’s a good boy? Who’s a good AAAHHH!!!” The dog latched onto his finger and wouldn’t let go.
I saw that coming a mile away.
“Help me Cronus! Help me! IT’S GOT ME!” he screamed as he tried to pull his finger from the dog’s mouth.
“This is not how I pictured things going.” Cronus face-palmed. “How could this man be a god like me?” Cronus muttered to himself as he watched Cupid’s antics. He was getting beat up by a tiny dog. Cronus seriously hoped no mortal would find out that a god was being bullied by a tiny dog.
“WHY WON’T HE LET GO?” screamed the God of Love. He began to cry a little.
Cronus turned to me, intently ignoring Cupid and his plight. “We came here to give you an introduction to being the new God of Death. Basically, you are a representation of death. You have full control of it. As long as you wish it death will continue to work as it did before. You’re not alone though. Throughout the universe there are several other gods ruling over their own aspects. If at any time you grow tired of your position, you are only able to leave it by dying. Humans are often using ancient spells to try and steal our powers, all you would have to do is let their spell succeed.”
Things made a little more sense after listening to Cronus.
“Thank you for letting me go finally. I have never met such an ugly, stupid…,” said the God of Love.
[Charm]
“… Cute, handsome, sweet doggy.” He reached down to pet Crowley again. “Who’s a good boy? Who’s a good AAAHHH!!!” The dog latched onto his finger again.
I found the entire scene oddly entertaining. Then something occurred to me and I turned back to Cronus.
“Wait. Do you mean that the reaper allowed himself to die?”
“Help Cronus! Demon dog! Demon dog!” screamed the God of Love. He was crying again.
“Yes. I was close with the previous holder of your office. He had grown tired of living. He decided he wanted you as the next death. He knew you would never try to steal his powers so when he found out that another human near you was trying to steal his powers he enacted a plan to pass his powers to you.”
“Why won’t you help me Cronus? Why? WHY?” screamed the God of Love. He was completely ignored by both Cronus and myself.
I ignored the embarrassing moment that was happening right in front of me. A feat that took a large amount of willpower.
“So what should I do now?” I asked.
“Honestly, just live life like normal. As needed we can provide some additional training, but mainly you just need some time. Luckily, you’re now immortal, so you have all the time in the world.”
Crowley had a rather evil grin on his face for such a cute puppy. He was rather enjoying himself.
“I have personally appeared today to help you at the wishes of my friend, the previous holder of the title God of Death. As the God of Time we have worked together on several occasions. How else do you think death is able to be everywhere at once?”
Everything he said so far made sense and made me want to believe him.
“God of Death, kill me, please! It hurts! It hurts!” yelled the God of Love as he tried to shake Crowley off his finger. The dog had a look of joy in his eyes as he bit down even harder.
“You’re a god now, but that doesn’t mean you have the full powers of death. It takes time and training to master the full powers of death. Right now you basically have unlimited death qi and can dictate how death works. I must warn you though. If you decide that no one will die then the universe itself will be destroyed. Death and time are things the universe must have to survive. Without them it will cease to exist.”
I walked over to the God of Love and removed Crowley from his finger. “So that’s where I left my little Crowley. Be a good boy and don’t chew on trash.” I held