There is no Justice.

Charlie kicked the sand. None of this seem to be bothering him as much as it should be. He shook his head. “It doesn’t matter. If Orpheus was able to find Eurydice and go through so much, I’m willing to as well. Even if I lose him. I just want to say I love you one last time if that’s the case. I’m as stubborn as my grandmother from what I’m told. I won’t give up.” He looked at them. It was clear that even Death wasn’t going to be able to stop him.

Death laughed quietly, and despite the act being one of humor, the laugh itself was anything but jolly. “FUNNY YOU SHOULD MENTION THAT. EURYDICE WAS REDUCED TO ASH AND SALT BY THE PASSION OF HER LOVE. SHE IS ONE WITH THE DESERT NOW, LIKE MANY WHO CAME BEFORE AND AFTER.”ven

Charlie looked at them. “Doesn’t matter. I would do it to be with him. Fuck. He followed me to the den where he died. He wasn’t suppose to walk the same path as me but he did. So why can I follow him if I’ve earn that shot. hm?”

Death took a somber step forward, and the furniture dissolved into the blackness like sugar in bitter coffee. All last bastions of familiarity faded, leaving only the pitch black of the desert, and the two of them. No light source lit them and yet they could see each other clearly now. 

“…Where ever Dante went. To find him and spend eternity wherever he is. May it be in Elysium or where his faith leads him. I just want to be with him.”

This time Death’s face did change, the expression sliding quickly to hide the emotion from sight, as if it had never occurred. The room had been shifting, slowly, almost imperceptibly, darkening to a night sky, a wide horizon. Beneath their feet, despite the furniture never having left, black cold sand spilled and churned.

He took another sip. “Not all of them. Like why I was born in the wrong body and not the one proper for me.” He took a seat on the bed. He ran a hand through his hair as he thought about how this was going to kill Iris. Her whole family was now dead.

He looked at them. “Several. Hades, Ares, Veles, Dinynous. Just depends which one wants to work with me. But Hades is my patron.”

Death was seldom taken aback by much, even the namedropping of Gods. As far as Death was concerned, Gods were just another kind of grain to harvest. Even belief dies sometimes. 

“I grew up with a yaoguai. He was a Tortoise and gain human form. So clarity is something I know. Ontop of being a empath which explains why I was overcome with emotions.” he said as he took a sip.

“IT SEEMS YOU HAVE ALL THE ANSWERS.” This time the voice seemed sharper, a warning tone. Death took a small hourglass from a pocket that might not have existed, holding it up to the light. The sand moved no more, piled in the bottom bulb, a dirty brick red. The construction of the thing itself seemed battered, dents and chips in the intricate metal.

Charlie looked at them and took a sip. “But if I’m dead and this is a form of limbo, I can do what I please within reason. So let me enjoy this factor. Because if I did die, it wasn’t here because last thing I knew I was at a courthouse.”

The tall presence nodded, sucking in their cheeks, and leaning companionably on the desk. “THIS IS TRUE. IN THIS PLACE YOUR THOUGHTS SHAPE THE REALITY. ALTHOUGH NOT MANY MANAGE SUCH...CLARITY.”

Charlie blinked. He didn’t seem phased by the news. He walked to the mini fridge, opened it to pull out a beer. “Alright…Surprise it took you long enough after taking Dante when I tried to kill myself several times.”

Death paused for a moment, head tilted to one side. “OR MAYBE NOT SUCH A SHOCK AFTER ALL.” They watched the boy move, wondering when it might sink in that the only thing moving the objects in the real world was his sheer force of will.