"That's settled."
Azrail's voice spread out once they were all locked within his control. Everyone raised their head to look at him, dread and fear filling their eyes as they gazed at him, clearly understanding their life was no longer theirs.
"Fret not, you can remove this restriction on you."
Azrail spoke, his words only building skeptical looks. Seeing this, he continued.
"As always, this is an influence. You are free to live your life as you deem fit within the rules of my faction, and when you reach a certain status, you shall gain the freedom from what I have placed on you."
The words Azrail spoke quickly started to have an effect as everyone's eyes started to gleam. The smarter ones quickly understood the fact that they might be the first ones in the faction, giving them an edge over others. Moreover, the greedy ones only found profit in being in such a faction, led by power over death and the mad scientist is enough backing to go around in the cosmos.
