Remorel held his head in his boney hands, feeling like he got stabbed with a sword right in the eye. What could've caused that power fluctuation? No, he needed to concentrate on this fight. He still needs to face the Griffons and Dragons. And the Griffons were going to be easy, they had a militaristic setting, which he was all too familiar with.

But, a feeling of despair filled his mind. Like, he should know what it was, but he couldn't point it out. And that pain, that sudden surge of pain, was eating at him. It felt...familiar.

No, he needs to concentrate on this day. The "presentation", as Celestia apparently calls it, is still a priority. For him to get noticed by the ponies, and whoever else. So he's not viewed as evil.

"Welcome back my little ponies! Let us continue with this very special event!" Celestia spoke as everybody in the arena cheered.

'Round 2 already?' Remorel spoke in his head as he looked at the locker room clock.

'2:30? It's been an hour since round 1 already?'

Remorel slowly got up from his place on the bench and moved toward the gates again. Unfurling his wings and summoning his sword in his hand.

"Let round 2 begin! Please give a warm welcome to the Griffon Military!" Luna spoke loudly as a few Griffons came out of the opposing gate.

'They must be the most trained.' Remorel thought.

Each Griffon had a different set of claw colors, four had red claws, two had silver, and only one had gold.

'Must be a rank thing...' Remorel said to himself as he examined them from behind his gate.

Then as if on queue, his gate opened up.

He quickly took to the skies, bringing his sword in front of him, and embedding the sword hard into the ground. Looking up from his position, Remorel removed his sword from the ground and stood at his full height.

"Begin!" Luna shouted.

The Griffons with the red claws attacked first, quickly surrounding him on all sides.

'Military mind, they had this planned out so I couldn't hear. To bad for them, I used to command an army.'

Remorel flapped his wings, making a cloud of dust surround him as he disappeared from the attacking Griffons view, and flying high above them.

It took a moment for the Griffons to spot him, but it was to late, Remorel was already attacking from the air with his magic projectiles.

The red clawed Griffons couldn't do a thing to him, that is until the silver clawed Griffons joined in the fight.

'Getting a little anxious are we? Fine then.'

Remorel stopped his barrage, instead threw his sword not at the Griffons but beside them, sending a magical shockwave through the arena.

All the red clawed Griffons fell on to the ground, but the silver clawed ones saw the attack coming and avoided the shock wave.

Remorel flapped his wings and flew quickly towards them, catching them off guard. But they also charged him, bringing up thin but long swords.

As soon as Remorel's sword came into contact with the first thin sword, the Griffon was sent flying down into the ground. But the second one dodged before Remorel's sword could finish its swing. Although a bit staggered from the force.

The Griffon soon snapped back to reality once it saw its fellow comrade fall into the dusty ground, bringing up its sword and quickly flying towards Remorel.

Once Remorel confirmed the grounded Griffon was unconscious, he turned to deal with the other Griffon.

Only to be met with a claw to his skull.

That was the strange thing, as Death you would expect to not feel pain right? Well, he wasn't in his home realm anymore. Things change.

And boy did that Griffon do some damage.

Sure to Remorel the pain was not much, but the impact left him surprised and dazed, giving the Griffon time to plan.

The Griffon quickly seized the opportunity from Remorel's dazed state to uppercut him in the jaw, making Remorel kneel but not falter.

The Griffon was about to send another blow, but Remorel held his boney hand out and caught the fist. Making the Griffon tremble in fear.

'I will not be beaten by a fucking furry.'

A small amount of rage built up inside Remorel, as he launched a punch of his own, sending the Griffon hurling at the golden clawed Griffon, who easily avoided the incoming silver claw.

The silver claw was knocked out on impact of the wall. Leaving the golden claw the last to deal with.

The golden claw just stood there, not moving an inch. Like he was waiting.

Remorel hesitated, he usually waits for his opponents attack first. So he can asses their attack patterns. Was this Griffon doing the same?

The Griffon just walked closer to Remorel, not breaking eye contact, even if Remorel's face was still hidden.

When the Griffon was just two feet away from Remorel, the Griffon put out a hand.

"Hello Remorel, my name is Iron Sparks. And I'm the commander of the Griffon Kingdoms Military." Iron Sparks said in a feminine voice.

'Wait, she's female? Huh. I couldn't tell because of the haircut.'

As Remorel shook her hand, she stared into his void of a face. Looking in it with a curious face that Remorel saw easily.

"What's wrong? Don't you want to fight me?" Remorel asked.

"Nah, you have proven yourself to me easily ten times over. You even managed to beat Black Feather over there. He was even able to outperform me." Sparks said as she pointed to Black Feather, the Griffon that Remorel sucker punched to the wall.

"Alright then, I respect that. It was nice to meet you." Remorel said as he looked at Sparks with some caution, feeling like she might try to sneak an attack.

"Same here, we should meet again. I would love to know how to fight like you do in air, it was just so fascinating!" Sparks said as she waved a hand to Celestia.

"The Griffon Military has surrendered! Remorel has won round 2!" Luna shouted as the ponies cheered in excitement, and some 'boos' from the Griffons.

Iron Sparks gave a wink to Remorel as she punched one of the red claws to wake up.

Remorel felt his face heat up a little, something he has never felt before. He put a hand on his cheek.

'W-what is this feeling? It feels...so familiar....yet so far from it.'

He continued to look at Sparks as she dragged her men off the field, disappearing into the gate as it closed behind them.

Remorel did the same as he turned heel and went back to his gate, sitting on the bench as he played with this new feeling.

'What is this called...embarrassment? Is that what this is? It feels...good?'

Remorel just sat there playing with this new feeling. One he felt before yet still very new.

A memory filled his mind. One he almost forgot, a memory when he was recently given his title.

[Afterlife Realm, Castle of Judgment.]

'I think that's how fire is made...I could be wrong. Oh, I hope the professor isn't too hard on me this time.'

Way before humans existed, there was a power that combined life and death into one, judgment. The society's main focus was to make a supernatural society where stability and equality were at its main. Meaning life and death are equals.

The education focuses more on scientific and magical pursuit, although magic was the main outlook.

Remorel was young back then, he was just an average spirit in this realm, his job was to make the first set of humans Adam and Eve.

It didn't go so well, turns out a better student by the name Selina made more accurate models of humans. And hers were to be the new living set.

Remorel's? They were tossed away. Sent into the void. A common place for his shit to go if my superiors didn't approve. They even gave the void a nickname behind my back. "Remorel's throw-out realm." It was very insulting.

But that didn't mean Remorel was an idiot, far from it, he was actually second in his academy (just behind Selina) for "Most Achieved Deity."

Although he didn't know he was going to be death, nor did Selina know she was going to be Life. It was a wonder at the time.

'Aw crap i'm late for my spell training! Dam fire spells, so horribly destructive to cast!' Remorel scolded himself as he looked at the clock.

He could hear his professor, Hades, going on about some conjuration spells that can cause explosions behind the massive doors.

As Remorel pushed open the doors, they made a loud creaking noise that got everybody's attention, including Hades.

They all stared at him, making his face heat up.

"Remorel, just because you are one of the most academically awarded student in this academy, doesn't mean you can dawdle around before class!" Hades scolded Remorel in his malicious voice.

Everybody chuckled as Remorel found a seat. Trying to ignore everybody's stare.

Hades looked at Remorel with some disappointment, then continued on his lesson about conjuring.

Unfortunately, he sat next to Selina without realizing, and she knew how to tick him off easily.

"Hey, that was pretty funny, what were you doing anyways? Playing with yourself?" Selina chuckled as Remorel blushed harshly.

"I was practicing my fire spells thank you, I have lost practice recently." Remorel said as he mimicked Hades example of a conjuration spell.

[Back to the present.]

'Yeah, I remember now. I wish I can remember more, those were the good times. The times when I had good emotions.'

Remorel laid back on the bench, his back making contact with the wall.

His face was still pulsing with pain, he held his head with his boney hand. That Griffon did a number on him.

He relaxed a little, letting his healing ability do its work.

'I hope this day doesn't end with me getting scratched up.' Remorel hoped.

Author's Notes:

If your a furry lover please take the comment by Remorel to no offense, it just seemed fitting at the time.