Clean Up

Hanlon Industries isn't a real company. Sure it has offices, and supposed infrastructure, but that springs up and vanishes as the Death God's wants and desires allows for. The polite fiction he maintains that he's really just a weapon manufacturer is barely a facade anymore as the centuries have added on and he sticks around. The weapons are still produced though, mostly projectile, he never signed on with energy weaponry having had difficulty in making them work with his ways. Still his spirits and damned souls produced the best projectile weaponry around. Trezlan kept himself moderately wealthy for years off his ability to sell Hanlon weapons to off book conflicts around the galaxy. But the production of those guns is mostly done on a whim by enslaved spirits, the actual corporate offices remain empty. Hanlon at one point tried to make the company a legit thing with actual people staffing things, but felt that was too much of a pain in the ass and as a god not worth it.

So instead he keeps one real office building on the corporate homeworld so he can still be involved in setting some corporate policy. The building is mostly kept running by spirits Hanlon feels the need to punish for disobeying him (he laughed at the Red War since his own cabal of spirits could never be breached in the same way the Fire God's were). All but one floor of the building is empty. Just row on row of maintained but empty desks waiting for owners. But on sub basement ten is a door that just reads "Clean Up" and behind it is Hanlon's greatest secret.

Tolviar wasn't so much a woman as she was a being. Willed into existence from a soul fragment. At the time Hanlon considered it a gift to Trezlan, a way to excise his own interior demon and be done with it. But before Trezlan became aware of what had happened Hanlon decided there was a better thing to be done with the fragment, and so Clean Up was born. He'd had other being perform the role over the years, never consistently lest they feel its their work or use it to empower themselves. But Tolviar seemed to take to it in a way that brought a smile to Hanlon's face. Still he worried what would happen should Trezlan become aware of his deception, and then Hanlon dismissed those thoughts as Trezlan was far too stupid for that to ever be an issue.

Hanlon stood for a time looking at the door, knowing opening it was doing what must be done, but at the same time he was hesitant, previous work had been easy if not necessary, this was dangerous in multiple ways. Still he was not one to fear, he did in fact control death as much as such a thing could be controlled. He stopped hestitating and opened the door.