The fusion had already begun before Adam could prepare himself for what came with it.
Memories poured into his mind the moment the Angel of Death merged with his soul, not his memories, but something ancient, something that had existed long before he was born. They hit him in waves, vivid and overwhelming, each one more staggering than the last.
He saw a war that had reshaped an entire reality. A warrior from a forgotten era had risen beyond human limits, ascending to godhood through sheer will and power. That warrior had faced a being of imperfection and won, striking it down and bringing balance to a world that had long forgotten what peace felt like.
But the peace hadn't lasted.
