Uriel nodded solemnly, the words hanging heavy between them. "Just like Claire and Celeste were the personifications of the Jewel of Light, your soul is the personification of the Jewel of Death. You carry the primordial death energy, which has the potential to erase any being from existence—even the Supreme Angel."
Azzy went awfully silent and murmured, looking down at his feet "I'm the Angel of… Death?"
"You have three Seraphic months," Uriel said, his voice as firm as a stone, not intending to care about what Azzy was going through. "Exactly three months from now—one Earth year—Claire will attempt to absorb all the pillars of heaven. Once she succeeds, she will become a transcendent being—an Archangel. But then the merge will be complete. The Supreme Angel will be reborn, and chaos will reign."
Azzy stayed silent and he still couldn't get out of the shock about his own existence.
