My Soul card is a Reaper

After killing the Royal Ancestor, the older Azrael took out a small vase, which automatically collected all the ash. "Two more to go. I will dump ten of them together into the river of time."

Upon tightly sealing it, he covered his face with the hood once again and stared in a certain direction. "By now, younger me must have already entered the Headquarters. Now, it's time to take care of the problem with the Death clan. But, before that…"

*Snap*

As he snapped his fingers, in the middle of Aclein city, all of a sudden, the lightning emperor found himself free and quickly charged towards the Academy, scaring the hell out of the soldiers stationed on the way.

The older Azrael then disappeared from the spot while the clouds also returned to normal, allowing the sunlight to fall on the grasslands.

<strong>Meanwhile, in the Death clan Village;</strong>

Just like every other day, Qridus dragged himself to the throne and sat on it while looking after the clan village.

"Sigh… When will Vesyrn enter the Supreme realm and when will I be able to get free from this burden.

At the very least, it's comfortable to know that the curse will be broken by my descendent in the future. Who knows, he might even be the reincarnation of the founder, considering both have the same Arcana spirits.

Either way, I should start making preparations for the next couple of centuries. Once I place Vesyrn on the throne, I will venture out in the deadly region-5 wild zone and finally try to a breakthrough to the next-realm and go to the Immortal World."

"Greetings, Lord Qridus." Suddenly, a familiar voice interrupted his thoughts and made him become alert.

He looked around but found no one. "Who is it?" He frowned.

Slowly, a figure materialized before him.

"A Demi-God?" Qridus gasped in surprise as he saw the hooded figure in black robes.

As a person who reached the peak stage of the Supreme Realm, Qridus easily identified the power of the stranger who appeared before him.

While his heart is beating in excitement as he had only met a Demi-God once in his life, he was also nervous as to why this person appeared before him. Is he a messenger of some God from the Immortal World?

Qridus stood up from his throne and cupped his fists with a bow in respect, "Greetings, Your Grace. May I know the reason for your visit?"

Qridus no longer seemed arrogant, cold, and majestic as he appeared to everyone. He knew he can't afford to offend a Demi-God who could just enter his clan, his palace, and stand before him without even alerting him a bit.

Since he doesn't know at what stage this Demi-God is at before forming a Galaxy within the soul, Qridus intend to be as polite as possible.

The Hooded teenager then replied while not revealing his face, "It's not good if Ancestor bows to a descendant, no matter the difference in the strength. The reputation of our Death clan will be tarnished. Please sit on your throne, Lord Qridus."

"Eh?" Ancestor? Descendant" Qridus' eyes were widened in shock. His body started to shiver at the possibility that suddenly clicked inside his head. "Are you…"

The Hooded teenager nodded his head, "I'm a Time Traveler from the future, your direct descendant and the future head of the Death clan. Now, please sit on your throne. There's something important we need to talk about."

Qridus was shocked to the core upon his suspicions being confirmed. He couldn't believe that it is the same teenager who he talked, a couple of times. When he thought about it, he felt their voices are also extremely similar, although this new person's voice is a little bit deeper.

However, what he didn't understand is that if this person is really is his descendant and is even stronger than himself, why did the Reaper block him from reaching out to him. It doesn't make any sense.

The Heavenly messenger clearly said that his stranded descendant needs guidance. Why would a Demi-God need anyone's guidance?

Qridus fell into confusion because of a few suspicious things. He couldn't completely believe the hooded figure's words but still, he kept the thoughts to himself.

Perhaps, the older Azrael had already seen through his thoughts. He said, "I want to clarify one thing. I'm not the one who got stranded in this timeline and altered a few events. I'm a Time Traveler from the far future. If you don't believe me…"

*Snap*

As he snapped his fingers, all of a sudden, everything on the planet came to be still. The fighting between Aegis and the Cardinal was halted. Azzy and others were also stopped moving. The Reaper did sense the stopping of the time. However, for some reason, he couldn't free Azzy.

Meanwhile, the old man who was excluded from the Time Stop almost lost his balance upon sensing the changes around him. He collapsed on the throne.

Now, with the evidence presented before him, all the suspicions about the stranger disappeared from his mind.

He was now elated to know that his descendant became a Demi-God. Qridus felt as if his chest suddenly became as light as a feather. With a smile on his face, he said, "I still don't know your name but I guess you don't want to reveal it, considering you are also hiding your face. Never matter. So, what is the important thing that you need to talk about?"

*Snap*

Resuming the time, the older Azrael answered seriously, "Three things. One, you need to stop looking for the younger me who was still out there. If trouble comes his way, then, let it be.

Two, you need to marry off Vesryn Garcia and Izora Crescent within a year. Only that way, my birth will be ensured.

Three, there's a war coming. All the hidden clans must be prepared to face the invasion. You still have a century to prepare yourselves."

"Vesryn and Izora? A war?" Qridus felt like he will never forget this day where he received continuous shocks one after the other.

The seriousness in his descendant's tone made Qridus think this upcoming invasion is not a simple one.

Compared to the third one, Qridus also didn't feel the other two weren't that important. He immediately probed further regarding this matter of invasion.

However, the older Azrael refused to divulge any more information and just said goodbye before disappearing from the spot.

Qridus stared at empty space for a while where the older Azrael stood until now, "A war, huh! I guess I don't have time to think about myself. I need to train Vesryn and make him stronger than ever to face this crisis. And Izora Crescent, Hmm… She only took a hundred years to reach rank-7. A good choice for my Vesryn. Now, the only question is how I should make this work… He said I only have one year. I need to talk with Kylan."

<strong>Aclein city, Northern Qudour;</strong>

As soon as the prizing ceremony is over, team Merciless Executioners didn't bother to go to the audience section to watch the mini-concert of the closing ceremony. All of them returned to the dormitory in disappointment.

Their Captain, on the other hand, left the academy without informing them as he was too ashamed to stay there.

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