The Otherworldly Mercenary

"Who are you? What do you want from me?"

A dark, oppressive aura erupted from Seph, filling the room with a sense of palpable dread. The space around him seemed to compress under the weight of his power, locking everything in place. Seph's eyes sharpened into a piercing glare, and he stood still, waiting for a response. Silence hung heavily in the air, and his patience quickly began to wear thin. Slowly, he raised his hand and curled his fingers into a fist.

The atmosphere trembled in response to his motion, and faint cracks shimmered across the empty space, threatening to tear reality apart.

"WAIT! Wait! There's no need to be so hasty!"

A playful, teasing laugh echoed through the room, and a shimmering portal gradually materialized. Seph lowered his hand, his intense gaze fixed on the opening portal. There was no longer a need for immediate action; the intruders had finally revealed themselves.

From within the swirling vortex, two figures stepped forward, emerging into the room with an air of casual confidence.

Leading the way was a young woman in her mid-twenties with striking ruby eyes and glossy black hair cascading down her back. She had an hourglass figure accentuated by a fitted cheongsam, her lips curled in a faint, knowing smile. Her every step caused her ample curves to sway, but Seph's attention was quickly drawn to something more concerning—a sense that something unusual surrounded this woman.

Following her was another stunning figure, this one clad in armor, with long, jet-black hair and vivid green eyes.

"Who are you two? And what do you want?" Seph's tone was calm, though he sensed their strength and was confident he could crush them if need be—after all, he had trained rigorously in that forsaken world with Hel.

The black-haired beauty in the lead giggled and bowed gracefully. "Greetings~. I am Death. You may call me Mistress Death if you prefer."

"No wonder you have no sense of life about you. You must be a cosmic being, born from the concept of death," Seph mused aloud, finally gaining some clarity.

Death chuckled, nodding in affirmation. "Yes, you're correct."

"So, what does a cosmic entity want with me? If it's to recruit me to your cause or some nonsense like that, don't bother. I'm not interested," Seph replied, his words blunt.

"I'm aware, and that's not why I'm here." Death's smile softened as she continued. "Actually, Lady Hel has tasked me with something quite important."

"Hel?" Seph's expression tightened as anger flared in his eyes. "What are you talking about? And how do you know that name? Speak the truth, or I'll make you wish for death."

Under his intense gaze, both Death and her companion felt as if they were drowning in a vast, suffocating pressure. Swiftly, Death raised her hands in a placating gesture. "W-Wait! Let me explain! Lady Hel is one of the first Primordial Beings in existence. She, along with another, created life itself…"

"Continue," Seph commanded, his anger easing slightly.

Sensing the tension lift, Death pressed on. "Ordinarily, Lady Hel would be unable to reach into this world, but with your presence, she has a link to communicate beyond the confines of her realm. A few years ago, she appeared to me and formed a contract—one whose contents I'm forbidden to disclose. But under that contract, I'm bound to assist you in achieving any goal you set. Whatever you desire, I'm here to support you fully."

Seph absorbed her words, looking to the ceiling as he processed everything. For two long minutes, silence stretched, each second feeling like an eternity to the two women. Finally, he sighed and muttered, "She really is infuriating…even gone, she finds a way to haunt me."

Turning his attention back to Death, he spoke, "I don't need anything from you. I have no grand ambitions, no desire for world domination. All I want is a quiet life."

Death nodded. "Understood. Also, she is my servant," she gestured to the woman behind her. "I'm giving her to you as a gift. She'll obey you unconditionally and do whatever you ask."

The woman bowed, her voice respectful yet charming. "Hello, Sir~. My name is Hela Odinsdottir. I serve Mistress Death."

Seph nodded in polite acknowledgment. "Thank you for your offer, but I have no need for a servant. I'm just an ordinary person."

Death's lips twitched with amusement before she laughed softly. "It seems you're unaware of your true strength. You're not only Lady Hel's student; you're her successor, the strongest Primordial Being. With the power you hold, if you wished, even I would serve you~"

Keeping Hela by your side would set my mind at ease," Death added firmly.

Seph sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Listen, I don't need anyone's protection, and I certainly don't need someone following me around in armor."

Death chuckled knowingly. "Easy fix." She glanced at Hela, who immediately transformed her armor into a casual outfit.

"Is this acceptable?" Death asked playfully. "Or she could…stay even less clothed, if that's what you prefer~"

"No, this is fine," Seph said, resigning himself to the situation.

Satisfied, Death smiled victoriously. "Then I'll take my leave. If you ever need anything, just call for me, and I'll be there." With a nod, Seph watched as she stepped through a portal, leaving the room.

Turning to Hela, Seph said, "You don't need to follow me. You're free to live as you wish."

"It's what I want," Hela replied, her voice tinged with uncertainty. "Mistress Death has commanded me, so I will stay with you…and do whatever you ask."

Noting the hint of reluctance in her voice, Seph understood that this arrangement, as a high-level being, was somewhat humiliating for her.

"Fine. Do as you please," he sighed.

Meanwhile, Death hadn't fully departed and now appeared behind Virginia Potts, who was busy cooking for herself and Seph. Amusement glinted in her eyes as she placed a hand on the back of Potts's head.

"As Lady Hel requested, I must ensure he never feels lonely," Death murmured. "Nurture your feelings for him…and serve him well."

Potts's eyes glazed over with a mystical glow as a distant voice echoed in her mind. Death then glanced in the direction of Seph's room, an amused smirk on her face.

"Think of this as my welcome gift to you~. Prepare yourself, Sir Seph—other celestial beings will soon take notice of you. I'll do my best, but you're going to need it…"

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