A normal life

A normal man

A normal home

A normal family

A normal world

That is what he is that is what he has but he never ceased to wonder "What is normal?"

Was he normal

Was his home normal

Was his family normal

Was his world normal

The answer was Yes.

Everything was normal.

Azrael first asked such questions when his parents died when he was 8.

"Why are they crying?" he asked his grandparents.

His grandmother cried harder and his grandfather said in a solemn voice.

"It's because your mom and dad went to heaven and won't come back so its normal for them to cry because we will miss them."

The people who heard this thought that he was just a boy who didn't understand what death meant but they were wrong he understood what it meant, he understands that his parents died that they left him forever but what he didn't understand is why they cried and he was not able too. He understood that it was normal to cry for love ones that died so for him who couldn't shed a tear for his parents in his view is abnormal. It is not like he never cried before or was emotionless, he cries when he got hurt or feel pain he can laugh and feel joy it was not that he didn't love his parents he loved them very much and he was sure that he would miss them and treasure their memories when their gone but he just couldn't cry. During that moment he thought he was abnormal.

As he lived his life he pondered about this question the more he learns and understand he figured out that he was not apathetic towards his parents death he was apathetic towards death itself. Day by day we experience death whether it was on the news or our daily stroll in the park we suffer death and every step we take is a step towards death so how can he feel something towards death if it is something as normal as breathing. When he found such an answer he really thought he was abnormal but as he observe more and more people he was not as abnormal as he thought because regardless of who they are whether be family, friend or stranger they have something that is damage and broken within them so him being apathetic towards death makes him as broken and as damage as everyone around him yet he still wonders "Would I cry over my own death?" a question unbeknownst to him will be answered this day.

As he was about to go home after buying groceries for dinner the store came under attack by a robber armed with a gun. The robber who in this situation is obviously an amateur as he is visibly shaky in how he handles the firearm making the situation more volatile. Unfortunately for Azreal his phone rang in the tense situation causing the nervous robber to misfire his weapon towards him. After the gunshot was heard a loud scream erupted in the convenient store spooking the would be robber to flee. As he was laid in own pool of blood he was confronted with his death in his mind he thought.

“Hmm so this is what dying feels like.”

“Although it hurts quite a lot it’s not all that bad”

“It is quite warm actually like soaking in a warm bath”

“My consciousness is being fogged up I see”

(sigh)

“Huuffff”

And there he breathed his last

“System: Agent 24601 initiating transport to Supreme World”