"Ahh, that was like an appetizer. I should've known that souls of this level wouldn't satisfy me." The Death Note sounded quite dissatisfied.
"Hmph, next time you should wait until I gather enough souls. If it weren't for your power, I would have chosen to stay and inherit that Immortal Inheritance!" Davis said with dissatisfaction written all over his face.
"Hahaha, you think you can inherit those Immortal Inheritances? It depends on whether that specific Immortal has taken a liking to you or not! They are as fickle as me but I keep my words."
Hearing its words, he asked, "By any chance, do you hate immortals?"
"It is not that I hate them, many Immortals possessed me before, so I know how their personality is… Do you think they care about people after living a long life of cultivation? They just become detached and only care for their own self-interests."
"What if the Immortal is dead and has a respectable reputation?" He questioned again.
"The ones who possessed me before weren't like that, so I wouldn't know…"
Davis turned smug, "See, stop being biased… I would've gone to inherit the inheritance if it weren't for the deal I made with you…"
"Whatever, it's not my job to prove you wrong but remember, the chances of gaining an Immortal Inheritance is always unknown. You can steadily increase your strength with me… That's all I wanted to say…"
Davis made a confused expression as he thought to himself, 'Did merging with my soul grant it emotions or something? Why does it look like it faintly cares for me?'
"Uhh, I have a question for you…"
"If it is something that profits your cultivation then you would have to wait till you reach the next level."
"That's not it… I wanted to ask whether if you were with your previous possessors in your book like physical form all your life."
"Yes, I was…" It quickly replied.
Davis's eyes widened as he felt that his guess should be correct, 'That means… It's gaining emotions? It should be a side effect of merging with my soul, right? It had never merged before with any of its previous possessors, so it should be the case.'
He couldn't tell if this Death Note was a lifeform or some kind of artifact that had gained sentience.
Sighing gently, Davis replied, "Alright, I'll do as you say and refine the souls for you. Make me strong, strong enough to protect myself and my family, strong enough to get Ellia back from the one who possessed her."
"It all depends on how you kill your enemies while not trying to die halfway. Even though my previous possessors had me, they had still messed up somewhere, someplace and died a cruel death."
Davis nodded his head solemnly, "Then I will depend on you as I have always been…"
He stopped taking its powers for granted and renewed his mind to cultivate hard so that he won't make the same mistakes as his predecessors. All so that he could protect himself and his family even without the powers of the death note.
"Also, since you consider yourself all-knowing, if I don't understand about something, then I will rely on you at that time as well." He unceremoniously said.
Readying himself to visit the first layer, he took a deep breath and wore a black robe as he relaxed, "Dark Concealing Shroud Art!"
He chanted the technique's name and shrouded his presence, aura and energy with the dark energy of the Death Note.
Stepping forward, he entered the distorted space as the vortex around it twisted, dragging him inside.