- Several Billion Years Ago...
"Judicator?"
Abaddon crinkled his brow as he stared at the familiar old man sitting on his pristine white throne.
"Yes. Be like their guiding hand and the rod that grants them direction." Yesh answered. "I think you'll be perfect for the responsibility."
A young-looking Abaddon ran his hands over his short, wavy hair and let out a deep sigh of exhaustion.
"Old man... How you possibly got 'I want a job' from me telling you that I am getting married is far beyond me." He sighed.
"Congratulations." Yesh's smile couldn't be seen, but it could always be felt. "You can think of this like your dowry."
Abaddon didn't want to start a fight with Yesh again.
They had only just patched things up again after the last time that he had said choice words to the ancient being.
But still, whatever this position was that he was being offered, he didn't want it.
