Helkior looked at the scar with shock and anger written across his face. "When I get my hands on Azrael, that son of a bitch is gonna WISH he could die!" He said angrily. When he had calmed down enough, he sighed. "I wouldn't be making you undead. More like immortal. the undead have no ability to think for themselves. Immortals, however, are more or less unaffected by time. and there's still the matter of what you want most in the world." He paused for a moment when she asked if he had done this before, he said "Well, those that made deals with me 3000 years ago were fools who wanted the wrong thing for an even more wrong reason, but they only died of their own free will after realizing that fact."<br/><br/>A thought occurred to him then and he muttered, "I could give you a suggestion, but you would probably think it was stupid anyway..." while his feet shifted and his tail went limp.