He felt the soul leave him, another growl emitting from his throat.  “So you want murderers and rapists in your towns?  Thieves and cons?  Humans fleeing their old masters for their crimes against them?”  His tone harsh, he turned those amber eyes narrowed at her.<br/><br/>He took a step forward, “I may be a lackey but I’m stronger than I look.  Who do you think takes Mammon’s place when he ascends?”  Another step, “I will do my job as a reaper, the reaper of Lord Mammon.”  A third step and he stopped just two steps from her.<br/><br/>When he stopped she made her offer, join her be her lesser.  Why did this sound so familiar?  He smirked, she wouldn’t know the story nor would he expect her to but was he to ascend as well.  Become than just a reaper, a true Death Incarnate for this...this demon looking to become a Goddess rather than a Devil but why?  The lust for infinite power?  “If I join you, you know there are only two ways that goes right?”  He saw her confusion, “Lord Mammon gets furious and sends his entire army here to destroy everything to kill me.  Or you get EXTREMELY lucky and he gives you his continent and forces.”<br/><br/>He took one more step, “But why would someone like me want such notoriety?  I’ve never been one for a spotlight, I’d rather be in the shadows.”  Giving a chuckle he made that final step, just inches from her.  “Better sweeten the deal.”  Then came the sound of a woman scream in the distance, a smirk playing across Strife’s features.