God of the New World [COMPLETED]

Chapter 11

A black-haired guy in glasses and a snow-white cassock of a priest, embroidered with golden crosses, walked on the arm of a girl of inconceivable beauty - the Archangel Gabriel.

They walked through the ancient temple, destroyed by time, only tall gray columns remained unchanged through the centuries and millennia, they still supported the holey vault of the long-abandoned temple, cursed by the gods.

On some of the walls you could still see the half-vanished writings in ancient Greek, describing the brave warriors who had come to this temple to fight the ancient monster.

They described their fall and brave death, and their subsequent transformation into heroes.

After all, how else could one become a hero but by dying bravely in battle against a bloodthirsty monster?

- Aizen-kun, are you sure your friend lives in such a creepy place? - Gavriel asked quietly, glancing at the three-headed rat that ran nearby, altered by the curse that was still in effect.

- Yes, Gabriel-chan. - The guy replied with a nod of his head.

- It's so sad... There's not even much light coming through here, we have to help your friend and find him a good home! - Archangel's heart clenched and tears of pain and resentment spurted from his eyes.

Even though Seraphim hadn't seen her Paladin friend and didn't know why he wasn't leaving this place, the girl couldn't hold back her heartache.

One of the first creations of the Biblical God was extremely kind. The kindest creature in the world.

And the most naive.

- Unfortunately, she cannot, Gabriel-chan. - Aizen said sadly, and lowered his head. - She is cursed by the gods, and so is this place. Cursed for something she didn't do.

- But how come...

- Maybe you shouldn't see her. - Aizen stopped and looked into Archangel's sad eyes. - Michael personally asked me not to give in to your "provocations", Gabriel-chan. But if you still want to help, then please keep your cool, we will definitely help Medusa-chan, but keep your aura inside. We'll be in trouble if the Greek Pantheon notices our presence in this place. Okay?

- Of course, Aizen-kun! - Gabriel quickly wiped away her tears and nodded gravely, clenching her left fist belligerently and raising it up. - Just... don't tell Michael that I ordered you to take me with you, okay? - she said quietly, a childish playfulness glinting in her green eyes. - He will scold me again.

- I am your chosen Paladin, Gabriel-chan, how could I disobey your... request? - The boy nodded gravely and smiled, and then gestured for me to go on.

Gabriel spotted her future Paladin at the age of six. She watched the world of people, helping whoever she could, until suddenly she noticed one little boy by the church...

At first she thought it was impossible, but his level of holy energy exceeded that of her Paladin past, St. George, and that at six years old!

A level comparable to angels.

The Archangel began to watch the boy and secretly help him, marveling at his extremely rapid development, growth in power, and his success in the field of service. He quickly learned to heal wounds and illnesses, helped those in need, performed the duty of Exorcist and more.

Eventually, Gabriel could not stand it and decided to get to know him personally, to learn his goals and aspirations.

Aizen was a good fit. Completely suitable for the role of Paladin. Archangel had last seen such love for him in her brother, whose name was forbidden to be spoken. He had done unthinkable things out of love for his Creator.