His Plumpy Mate
“Precisely like the grim reaper, only more dangerous and hateful,” He said.
“Damn, that was a lot. Wait, how do you know all these?” She eyed him, “and if my memories serve me right, Az is a god.”
“Only after he ascended to godhood.” He shrugged, like it was the plainest truth out there, “Also, we immortals have the best information network,” he said proudly, “I don't think there's any race that beats it.” His voice was smug.