The visions faded, leaving me stunned and confused.
What...what just happened? I asked the God of Death.
He smiled again. You have been given a gift, he said. The gift of knowledge. You now know your true past.
I shook my head, trying to clear the cobwebs. But why? I asked. Why show me this?
The God of Death's smile grew wider. So that you may understand your destiny, he said. You have been chosen to wield my power. To become the new God of Death.
He raised his hand again, and I felt another surge of energy. This time, it was different. It was...powerful.
You now possess my power, he said. The power to kill with a touch. The power to judge souls.
I looked down at my hands, and they were glowing with a faint blue light.
What do I do now? I asked, feeling a mix of emotions: fear, excitement, and a hint of curiosity.
The God of Death's smile faded, and he became serious. You must go to the City of the Dead, he said. There, you will find the Hall of Souls. Judge them, and you will become the new God of Death.