The angel of death named Samson brought me to this luxurious mansion, no, it wasn’t just a mansion but a palace. The designs of the mansion were aesthetic and the chandeliers were diamonds. The living room was spacious and elegant with its white sofas and pink rose carvings on its wall.
“This is the gatekeeper’s mansion. It looks like a palace because he was insecure from those palaces that you can see on Earth,” he nonchalantly said.
“Hey! Did you just stab me face to face?” The man who just spoke was the gatekeeper named Azrael. His face was clean-shaven with his white hair that matches his white blazer and pants. He was staring at me as he walked on the elegant stairs that were shining against the light of the chandelier.
“I know you were watching us. I have to go now,” Samson sai
