Heavenly Opposers

Hey guys! well I am writing this note to inform that I have updated tha auxiliary chapter, adding more information, like the species, cosmic ranking and more, normally it would be in the chapters but most people don't like to have it in the story but if you guys want I can add it in any coming chapters, so tell me your wish!

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[A Viridian]

'What were they again?'

Azrail asked.

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Racial Evaluation

Race Name: Viridians

Race Rating: Rare Species

Emotional Path: Kind.

Power Capable: Level 3: Average

Structure: Bipedal plant creation.

Cosmic Rating: Cosmic Novice

Description: A plant-like species with a humanoid shape. Their bodies are covered in vibrant green foliage, with thick vines serving as their limbs. They cultivate by absorbing sunlight and nutrients from the soil, and they have a symbiotic relationship with the various insects that live within their foliage, which they use to help them gather resources and defend themselves.

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'Not so much on the cosmic scale but not too bad either,'

Azrail thought, the one in front of him being a young Viridian with emerald green skin that glistens under the sunlight. His eyes are large and almond-shaped, with deep blue irises that stand out against his green skin. His hair has a bright shade of chartreuse, and it is slicked back away from his face, giving him a sharp and confident look.

He has a lean and toned build with long limbs, and his fingers and toes are adorned with sharp claws that are the same color as his hair. Despite his youthful appearance, there is a sense of wisdom and intelligence in his gaze, indicating that he has already started to cultivate his powers and knowledge before getting trapped here.

"Can you repeat your question again?"

Azrail asked back in a calm tone, but the guy didn't flinch, his eyes were sparkling as always as he asked back.

"Then what if we don't want this?"

"Simple, you will serve me in death,"

Azrail commanded and waved his hand at the proud young Viridian, Persefone bearing his command left his body reaching the Viridian in seconds, catching his body in black flames, starting to burn him up. Thanks to the restriction by Nayan, he couldn't do anything but scream and be burned, his type being weak to fire.

"Arghh!.....Nooo!...help....!"

His screams echoed in the humongous hall, but no one moved forward to help, they could only watch with wide eyes as the Viridian's body started to crack under the black flame, eventually turning into a charred body as he fell to the ground; his life was already over, and as such, Persefone returned back to Azrail, leaving that charred body behind.

The silence lingered in the hall, but Azrail was just beginning, willing the power of death, Azrail commanded.

"Arise."

Darkish power swirled within his hand that directly went towards the charred body, the power covering it completely, and a few seconds later under everyone's eyes, the body rose up, looking different than before. His body looked the same, the difference being in the fact that the current Viridian's body was pitch black in color, different from his green beauty, his eyes were dull, while the Death Qi was leaking out of him.

Anybody at a glance could see that he is an awakened undead, standing up, the Viridian directly kneeling in front of Azrail, his utmost loyalty being shown.

"Nameen greets master."

Nameen spoke, his voice spreading around, everyone's eyes once again focused on Azrail, this time a different feeling filling their eyes. All of them gathered here knew the people capable of wielding death, and this information was more than enough to fill another type of dread within everyone's mind.

Dying due to what you believe in isn't fearful, but dying for nothing is, especially when even then you can't die is just despairing.....

"If none of you want to, I don't mind turning you all into my undead."

Azrail threatened, his killing intent growing higher, and that was more than enough to convince them all that Azrail, in no way, was playing around.

'Better take it'

His eyes flashed, while Azrail's threat was valid, he wasn't interested in it. The current undead he readied, Nameen, isn't perfect, he isn't a part of his true undead army. His powers are still his, but in return for his return, Nameen still has lost something significant from him, something that makes him... him, unlike Nayan who has everything. The only drawback is that he has to cultivate from the very beginning in another manner.

As soon as Azrail's words were heard, it didn't take long for certain people to start walking forward.

"For me, Raveena, it will be an honor to follow you,"

"For me, Saziox, it will be an honor to follow you,"

"For me, Na, it will be an honor to follow you,"

Three different species came up, and seeing so, Azrail nodded his head.

'Give me their details'

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Racial Evaluation

Race Name: Cogitans

Race Rating: Rare Species

Emotional Path: Apathetic

Power Capable: Level 3: Average

Structure: Ever Changing

Cosmic Rating: Cosmic Novice

Description: A sentient species of crystalline beings. Their bodies are made of intricate and colorful crystalline structures that can shift and morph into different shapes, allowing them to manipulate their environment and interact with the world around them in unique ways. They cultivate by absorbing and processing various forms of energy that they collect from their environment.

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Racial Evaluation

Race Name: Crustaceans

Race Rating: Rare Species

Emotional Path: Evil

Power Capable: Level 3: Average

Structure: Carapace.

Cosmic Rating: Cosmic Novice

Description: A species of large, armored creatures that resemble giant crabs or lobsters. Their bodies are covered in thick plates of exoskeleton that protect them from harm, and they have powerful claws that they use to hunt and defend themselves. They cultivate by consuming large amounts of minerals and metals, which they then use to reinforce and grow their exoskeletons.

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Racial Evaluation

Race Name: Sylphs

Race Rating: Rare Species

Emotional Path: Evil

Power Capable: Level 3: Average

Structure: Carapace.

Cosmic Rating: Cosmic Novice

Description: A species of large, armored creatures that resemble giant crabs or lobsters. Their bodies are covered in thick plates of exoskeleton that protect them from harm, and they have powerful claws that they use to hunt and defend themselves. They cultivate by consuming large amounts of minerals and metals, which they then use to reinforce and grow their exoskeletons.

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'Um... seems to work out well'

As soon as the three had given their stance, the rest followed like clockwork, kneeling without remorse, even the ones with the highest pride knelt down. None of them wanted to cross the fine line between arrogance and foolishness.

A minute later, all the 1700 people were kneeling to him, their heads downwards with their bodies too down, all staying low, while Azrail sat at the top looking down at them with calm eyes. His mind flashed with a certain complex feeling as he sat above the species of power, ones with power above him, ones in the past that wouldn't even notice him.

Beastmen, Fae, Demons, Giants, Nymphs, Revenants, Gnomes, Harpies, Merfolk, Sylphs, Centaurs, Dwarves, humans, and more kneeled right beneath his feet, their fate at his hand.

'I can now understand a bit of why such arrogance and height breeds in those of power'

Azrail thought, his eyes flashing with a certain emotion which he quickly pressed down. He closed his eyes for a moment, the deepest power within him being called out.

The crown appeared above his head, the cloak of death taking over him, the power over death blasted from within him, soon covering over the entire hall, a ghastly presence bringing about a soul-crushing fear and pressure.

"First Authority: Promise Within Death"

Just as the words were spoken, a darkish gas-like power rippled out from Azrail and spread to everyone here. None of them were able to move as Nayan had placed the restriction back. Like a snake, it coiled around everyone and entered inside their body, drilling into their soul, and placing the seal.

Such a seal can't be placed without permission but there is another way around it, it can be done by the person placing down their pride and coming down. This was why Azrail wanted their compliance, they might not accept it at heart, but just the fact of coming down gave all the reasons that Azrail needed.

From the weakest to the strongest felt it, a lock is placed on them, the feeling of a collar wrapping around them covered over them, and they instinctively knew that their life was no longer theirs, they were locked by him, forever at his hands, and ironically the key to the lock laid with.....

...him.