Lying In the Arms of Death

Natasha dies when she sleeps; unknown to her, she walks into the underworld. Waking up, she remembers nothing except the eyes of the man in her dream.

His eyes haunt her waking hour; drawn to the darkness, she is starting to lose her grip on reality but if she is not supposed to be in his arms, then why does she feel this irresistible desire that made her do anything to get close to him?

The night is spent yearning for him, even if the fire consumes her. Would she be able to solve the mystery between her dreams and reality? Her death is about to merge with her life and she has to choose between nothingness or an afterlife without the Lord of Death, the one she has fallen for.

After being an empty shell for nearly two thousand years, The Lord Of The Underworld Azrael feels something the only catch is, he has to burn whenever he refuses to take her. He would lose her, it is losing her to the Realm of Light, To never see her again, or...burning for eternity. He can't take her and cannot lose her, but time is running out if he doesn't take her to the Realm of Light.

She would lose her soul. Can he realize the feelings are not just mere tender moments but an emotion so strong that could be his salvation?

Could Natasha be his salvation or the reason he lose his existence?

What would he do? Take her? Leave her? Lose her?