Han was flabbergasted at the situation. This had never happened before. The entity that sent him to Arcancia is now requesting to be carried by him? How? What? "Mr. Blob, how is that even going to happen? Make it make sense? Is it even possible?", he questioned, frustrated. He already had things to deal with, but now this too.
The Grim Reaper grinned with his ominous energy, putting pressure on the surroundings.
Han covered his ears immediately, it felt as if they were going to pop the next second.
"Call me Zion, my name instead of Mr. Blob", Zion flinched. He snapped his fingers, and a chair appeared under Han, making him sit suddenly. Another appeared made out of bones underneath him.
Zion crossed his legs, explaining, "You know I brought you to this world, right?".
Han nodded. That much was very obvious.
"Good, wanna know the reason?", Zion asked.
