Grim Reaper in the Apocalypse: Reaping Immortals

He didn't think that she'd use her LifeSkill to try and see through his lies.

I should have known better, he thought to himself.

After all, it was not hard to guess that a disaster as large as that one would garner the attention of the HeadQuarters. They'd stop at nothing to find out the truth about what happened.

Thankfully, his powers pulled through. Pterina didn't see through his lie because Atlan had full control over his own body–a side effect of having SSS class Physique LifeSkill.

He didn't show any perturbations in his body as if he was telling the truth, which she believed.

He didn't know what he would have done if they found out he lied. Would I try to explain the truth? Would I try to bury my lies with more? He shook his head. He didn't have to burden himself with these things.

"Are you okay?" Lizzie asked him.

He nodded his head. "I'm fine."

"She might have jogged up bad memories to you, but it's all for a good cause. Once they find out the reason why that anomaly happened, then they could prevent it in the future."

Atlan guessed why it happened. And he knew that they wouldn't be able to solve it. Things would continue to escalate until they're all forced to realize that Angels died, and so did their immortality.

"If you're not feeling fine, we can postpone the ceremony."

He looked at her, confused. "What ceremony?"

"Well, even though you all technically failed the mission, HeadQuarters recognized all of your efforts and have deemed that the mission be considered a success!

You guys did kill a Canzer. And with a successful mission comes a reward. Since you guys weren't able to get it in the Remedium, it will be given to you guys here, in this church."

Atlan looked around the room and finally realized why this room was full of designs depicting heaven.

"So this is a church…"

Churches were the heart of any God's Territory. This was where the citizens gave their thanks and worship to the God for Their blessings.

"Yes, this also the place where Saviors get their injuries taken care of. Nuns and priests call upon the Genesis God to give blessings to those who have suffered. Neumann needed a lot of blessings; his injury was quite severe.

Thankfully, you didn't have any. You just passed out due to exhaustion."

Atlan remembered the gruesome sight of Neumann bleeding out, with his innards out in the open. He wondered how they were able to heal such grisly injuries.

"Are you ready to go?"

Atlan thought for a second and then nodded his head. He wanted to know what this 'blessing' was supposed to be.

"Let's go," she said as she led the way out the door.

When Atlan came out, he saw a hallway with rooms lined up similar to the one he was in. When he looked up, he saw a tall ceiling with more intricate paintings drawn in.

He saw women walking around with elegant steps. They wore simple white tunics down to their ankles and a veil on their heads that covered their hair.

Nuns, Atlan guessed.

As they walked past an open door, Atlan took a peak and saw a nun sitting on the bed and praying to an unconscious man. Suddenly, a white light beamed down from the ceiling and immersed the man in a holy light. After a few seconds, he opened his eyes and showed a serene expression.

He saw first hand how a nun 'healed' an unconscious man. Did they do the same to me?

And even though most of them were busy doing their jobs, they couldn't help but take a sneak peek at Atlan when he walked by. Their eyes showed amazement as they whispered to one another.

"It's that porter…"

"He's so young!"

"How blessed is he…"

Lizzie saw the confused look on Atlan's face and she couldn't help but chuckle. After such heroic acts, didn't he expect such praise from other people?

"Your name has spread far and wide, Star Porter. I don't think I've ever come across anyone who didn't hear about the courageous porter who risked his life to save his teammates.

You've made a splash with your first mission."

Atlan didn't think that they'd react this way. He just simply did what he thought should be done. He hated suffering, and he couldn't bear to live with the thought that he didn't help his teammates when he could.

"Was it that impressive?"

"Of course!" she screamed and her voice echoed through the walls. She gave the nuns a silent apology once she realized she had broken the silence and serenity of the church.

"You went back even though multiple Deiztruphia Canzers were roaming through the Remedium. Nobody would have done that, not even Saviors stronger than you.

After some investigation, it was deemed that the mission was actually in the 3rd stage Student difficulty! You braved through the Remedium, saved other Saviors, and survived through it all–while you were only a 1st stage Student!"

That's a 3rd stage student difficulty?

Atlan awkwardly let out a laugh. Even though she apologized for raising her voice, Lizzie couldn't help but praise Atlan with a booming voice.

He wondered how surprised she'd be if she knew that he soloed a 3rd stage Student difficulty mission.

"HeadQuarters have been telling everybody about your story. They want you to become the silver lining in this terrible situation.

They're hailing you as an extraordinary talent with a bright future. You'd definitely be given more missions later."

Knowing that missions could suddenly escalate for the worse, Atlan didn't know if this was a good thing or not.

They finally stopped walking when they came across grand entry double doors that led directly to the main church.

Lizzie opened the door.