"Yes."

"Look the universe is undoubtedly in danger and we- did he just say yes." Kronos said. " Have a muffin!This is a glorious day you will be a renown champion across the galaxy."

"What's in this for her?" I said pointing at Death.

"Kronos is of the Eternals," he said. "Their souls are a lot less common that that of a human."

Death didn't say a word. Somehow if felt as if her intentions were more than just for one soul.

"When will this new body be ready?" I asked.

"In about twenty years but don't worry I started already." Kronos assured. "I'm just recovering your astral form."

"My daughter is still alive." I said. I didn't know how I knew that. How did I have a daughter.
"There is a task that needs to be done," Kronos said. "After that I cannot see why you cannot see her."

"It's time for you to leave," Death said to Kronos. "Finish the body so Thanos can be defeated."

Kronos gave me the rest of the muffins and left.

"He's lying to you," Death whispered in my ear. "You will never see your daughter again. He will replace compassion with hate."

"How do you know that?" I asked her, angrily.

"If you wish not to believe me then you will have to discover the past life on your own. Let me save your memories," Death pleaded. "Let me hold on to them and when the time comes you can reclaim your memories."

I turned away from her.

In my mind there was always that what if. What if something went wrong and I did lose my memories? I didn't want to forget those I cared for or those I loved. The pain of living on without them was much greater than if I just stayed here for the rest of time. I would have to take Death up on that offer even if Kronos was telling the truth.

"Fine." I said turning to Death but everything behind me had changed.

The cosmos, heaven, or whatever is outside of the earth was staring me right in the face. The billions of stars in the galaxy were so close. The universe felt cold and lonely despite all of the stars.

"Your journey will take you here out in the universe not on earth," Death told me. "There will never be anything left on Earth for you."

Before a breath could leave my lungs, I felt a pain in my chest like a heart 1000 heart attacks. Death watched me fall but there was nothing to fall on so I changed direction, turning upside down. The entire time I kept screaming at the top of my lungs.

"SAVE ME, SAVE ME." I screamed. "Save me."

That is how Arthur died and Drax the Destroyer was created. Not a soul was there to hear me scream just a heartless cold embodiment of Death that feasted on my pain. All compassion was drained out of me. All memory of my little daughter, Heather, and my wife were gone. All that was left was my thirst was the blood of a certain Titan name Thanos and if it was the last thing I did I was going to make him scream the same words I had screamed. He would plead for his live or for death until his mouth went dry and lose everything he cared for.

When that happened you can be damn well sure that Drax the Destroyer will be there.

You can also be sure that I will savor the moment as I drag his body all the way to hell as he screams:
"Save me."

Please leave reviews about how you think I did and what I can do better. Drax's story will continue in the next chapter of this issue also which Guardian do you want me do next: Gamora or Rocket Raccoon? Thank you for reading. The pace of things will definitely change as Drax forgets his former self and take on the Galaxy.