Book Eight: Chapter 76

“What would constitute an official ceremony?” asked Death.

Nyx snapped her fingers. “Widespread adoption. Some parts of your ceremony feel...egregious. As a stranger in your lands, it would grant me much relief knowing that this is something that others are actually interested in.”

“You are being quite rude.” Death sat back and frowned. Nyx was walking a very fine line, and she was aware of it. Still, the Reaper, though powerful, was a bit of a simpleton. She felt confident that she could avoid his so-called Special Ceremony with just a bit more argument.

“I am not attempting to be rude. Rather, I am voicing concerns that this ceremony isn’t quite ready for the public.”

“I see.” Death pulled his cellphone from his pocket and tapped on the screen. After a couple of clicks, he handed it over to her. “What if I told you that other people had purchased this book?”

“I suppose that would be--” Nyx’s face went slack when she realized what she was looking at. I