947 Chapter 947: The Philosophy of Death

"Is that… Death?"

There.

Right there and then, people who could be considered gods felt themselves to be so small. Even Esme, who was inherently not capable of feeling fear due to the nature of her condition, felt something inside her that caused her body to just completely lock.

Even Miss Pepondosovich, who truly wanted to say something, just chose to shut her mouth as she looked back and forth between Riley and Death. It was weird, however, as even though Death clearly had her back turned toward them, it was almost as if she was still looking at her for some reason—no.

Hearing about all the things the Primordials could do, it probably would not be a lie to say that she is looking at them, that she is looking at everyone in the Domain of the Gods all at once. But right now, however, Death's eyes were only staring at Riley.