My Soul card is a Reaper

"Why?"

The Reaper tried to convince Azzy to abandon the thoughts of going to the wedding, "Going there is the same as digging your own grave. Don't you know what happens if you were discovered?"

"C'mon, there would be hundreds of guests. Who would have the time to pay attention to me? Moreover, the venue isn't even at the Death Clan but the royal palace." Azzy was adamant about going to his parents' wedding so that he may take look at them.

After all, he never saw them until now and when the opportunity came to his doorstep, why not use it?

"The threat isn't those high profile guests, Azrael. It's your own clan." The Reaper also didn't back down. Of course, going there isn't a grave threat. That's why he won't take extreme measures to stop Azzy but instead, will try to make Azzy give up on his own. "Qridus Garcia is an Arcana master who is just a step away from becoming the Demi-God. Even I can't save you if he acts."

"Why would he harm me? I'm the future heir to the Death Clan and his direct descendant. Even my identity is exposed, what can happen? I'm the only one who can control the time. The worst thing that can happen is that he'll send an expert to monitor me." Azzy was naturally not convinced. Affea and Oakley may not know but he was the one that requested the Clan head to take care of his family.

The Reaper didn't like the response. He felt like arrogance stemmed in Azzy's heart. Azzy's promise to Claire's third demand itself is the perfect example for it. And arrogance always makes one not only careless but also makes them feel like their decision is the most optimal.

The Reaper can't do anything but wait until the right moment.

But, for now, this conversation is more important. This deity tried for the last time, "It's true that Qridus Garcia won't harm you but it is also true that he's the head of the Death Clan. The person sitting on that throne needed to be stubborn to uphold his duty.

To fulfill it, he won't hesitate to lock you up at the Death Clan village or worse, take hostage of Claire to force you.

If he did that, even if the entire Triastal kingdom, super robot Aria, Ramiel Crescent, Barton Everglade, and Aegis Light combine their strengths and wage a war, they wouldn't be able to save her.

And the situation will be worsened further if other hidden clans find the truth.

Your great grandfather might only hurt Claire to force you but if it's others, they might take even a greater drastic step of taking your foster parents, Master, and Gideon as hostages.

Why risk everything just so as to take a glimpse at your parents. You would still reunite with them in the future, anyway."

Azzy became silent. He never thought of this angle.

On one hand, he desperately wanted to meet his parents, or at least, look at them from far away. On the other hand, he can't ignore the risks even if the possibility is extremely low.

While Azzy is seriously thinking, the Reaper became busy, seeing the infinite futures.  "I see. Then, I need to turn this into an opportunity." He mumbled to himself.

After thinking for a long time, in the end, Azzy asked the Reaper's help, "then, give me a solution where I can go to the wedding but can't get caught at the same time."

The Reaper was prepared for this outcome. He replied, "Only one choice. You had to mask your soul energy completely during this time. No matter what kind of situation you will end up in, you cannot use the soul energy at all. Instead, use the gun to protect yourself. During the past week, you were given enough training to handle the modern weapon."

"Modern weapon? The normal guns that depend on bullets are useless. Even a special firearm is also useless if I can't use soul energy." Azzy voiced his opinion. He was taking the suggestion seriously as it was the only way.

"You needed a gun that can use natural energy, Azrael." The Reaper reminded him about the scientist who gave him the gloves. If he can contact her through Aria and make a request, then, it might be possible.

The Reaper's suggestion made Azzy remember the gloves, "what about the gloves? It stores natural energy, right? As long as I can bear the weight, I won't need to use soul energy. Can't I just protect myself?"

"Yeah, you can sure do that. But, what will you do if people find it's made of adamantine? How will you explain about possessing a billion credits worth item? It can be used as an emergency measure but not in open. You will only attract unnecessary trouble." This is the reason the Reaper never suggested the gloves in the first place. In fact, in this deity's eyes, they were nothing but a useless invention, which cannot help Azzy at all.

Azzy fell into thoughts and asked him whether he really need to request the weapon. It's because if he was the one that initiates the request and gains something, then, he will also have to do something for them.

The Reaper also prepared for this question. He replied, "Then, you tell them that you will join the special forces of Northern Qudour after graduation.

And in exchange, you will ask for that ancient book and a special weapon as the joining bonus. Of course, you cannot ask for the ownership of a book that Aegis Light bought for 150 million credits. Instead, you will ask me to lend it to you for a week or two.

And once both of the items fall into your hands, you won't need the soul energy at all."

"One more attachment?" Azzy complained to himself. It was enough that he accepted Barton as his prime master, and then, joined WAMO, now he needed to join the military too?

"Well, once you go back, no one would remember you anyway. Not a big deal." The Reaper casually replied to him.

Azzy felt like he was cheating them but desperate situations call for desperate measures. What he should do to return the favor, he will think about it later. But, for now, going to his parents' wedding is more important.

Following the Reaper's advice, Azzy decided to talk with Aria, right away. In the middle of the night, he jumped out from the window and landed on the ground before raising his head and spoke in a usual, not loud and not a mumble either. "Aria, I want to talk to you about something. If you are listening, then, appear before me."

As soon as his words left his mouth, the teenager-looking girl appeared before him.

Azzy proceeded to speak the exact words the Reaper told him.

Aria nodded in response and he returned to his room again.

The next day morning, when Azzy woke up from his sleep, he found an envelope beside him. There was no name on top of it.

Azzy opened it curiously. Inside the envelope, there's an application form, and there's a note, which contained a message.

"Dear Azrael, we're delighted to know that you are interested to join the Special Forces. Fill the application form and give it to Aria. Within a week, you will get the items you desired.

From Dr. Mac"

"So fast?" Azzy didn't expect it would go this smoothly.