Constantine Rebellion once again found himself climbing the steps to the top of the Savage Skulls guild hall. He had been summoned by the Reaper King and he sounded less hateful of him than usual, so it had to be good news... or at the very least he probably want going to eat him. "Grehauhuhuhuhu, I wonder what crazy sh*t is going to happen this time." Constantine thought to himself as he came upon the doors to the guild-master chambers. He pushed open the doors and just as always the head of the Reaper King was poking out of the wall because his whole body wouldn't fit. "Grehauhuhuhuhu, you wanted me?"
The Reaper King began to speak. "Constantine, your success with your recent missions was not surprising to me... the surprise is how well you did them. I've come to the conclusion that you're stronger than you realised." Constantine began to reply "Grehauhuhuhuhu, what about it? Grehauhuhuhuhu, am I supposed to just act stronger now?" The Reaper King readied his life-leeching poison from his forcipules. "This toxin is stronger than the first one I used on you. It's something that being a poison demon slayer won't save you from, but it will help. It leechs the life-force from a persons body to the user. If you survive this not only will you be stronger, your poison demon slayers body will adapt and you'll be able to use it as well."
"Grehauhuhuhuhu, what's the catch... there's always a catch with you." the Reaper King responded that "If you don't over come it, you'll be in a weakened state for at least a days, and part of your life will be stolen and given to me... that won't happen however... probably."