Listen Children, Don't You Frown!

Cadaver listened as Medusa spoke, his eyes never leaving her. He watched her with a predatory intensity, his gaze dark and unreadable. Her words were like a balm to his restless spirit. Finally, he was being recognized for his strength and prowess. His hard work was paying off. Reaper... The title rolled around in his mind, amplifying the steady thump of his heart. He was a Reaper now, a force to be reckoned with.

When Medusa placed her paw on his shoulder, Cadaver did not shy away or flinch. Instead, he held himself straighter, puffing out his chest in a silent assertion of himself. He glanced towards Ripper and Redrum as Medusa made her announcement, his eyes narrowing slightly with the barest hint of challenge. To Cadaver, everything was a competition, and he had no intention of being outdone by either one of them.

As the reality of his promotion began to settle in, a slow smile spread across Cadaver's features. It was not a pleasant smile - there was little warmth or joy in its expression. No, this was a predator's satisfied smirk, a pointed reminder of his dominance and ambition. A silent promise of things to come. He straightened himself up even more as Medusa moved on to award Redrum with the prestigious title of Insomnia's Soul. His gaze followed her, his piercing eyes shining with a mix of envy and admiration. He'd be lying if he denied the spike of jealousy that ran through him at the announcement. Sure, he had been elevated to Reaper, but Redrum was getting the higher honor. But of course, that was just his competitive spirit. If any of the other Darklings got promoted above him, he was glad that it was his friend.

In the silence that followed Medusa's words, a deep sense of satisfaction settled over Cadaver. He gave one last glance to Ripper and Redrum, his gaze lingering on each of them for a moment longer than necessary, before turning his head back to Medusa- waiting to see where they went from here.

"Cadaver Nightwing"