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CH.33|Rise

"Sirzechs, you know us Archangels hold some respect for you, but that only goes so far. Your words infuriate me to my core, so I would appreciate you not speaking such nonsense again."

Sirzechs rubbed the bridge of his nose in annoyance as he looked across at Michael and Gabriel.

"Michael, I don't mean any disrespect, but we have suspicions your father may have been reborn. His actions are making us think he might have turned darker from this."

These fools. They honestly believe that my Father is the God who created these angels. What led them to this idiotic thinking?

"We have found a new angel who seems Fallen in origin because of her dark wings. However, she is radiating more holy energy than we have ever felt."

"Even with how amusing this is, I'm going to stop you here, devil. I don't think little Michael can take much more of these foolish ideas."

Hikari intervened in the conversation and appeared above them floating down using her jet-black wings. Her black hair flowed elegantly in the wind. Landing on the ground, she noticed that everyone in the meeting was on guard, not knowing what she was about to do.

"Please do attack. It would just make this more fun for me."

Sirzechs raised his hand as he dropped his guard. Signaling that everyone should do the same.

"It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance. May I ask what your name is?"

"Hikari, before you ask your next question, no, I'm not an angel or fallen. So, the thought that my father is God's reincarnation is false."

Sirzech's eyes widened slightly as he realized his thoughts were being read. He indeed was planning on asking about my race.

"What are you then? Who is Mavros? What are your goals?"

Giggling at his questions, my eyes landed on Michael. Seeing him studying my wings as he was shocked to see what he believed to be an unknown angel. Well, Fallen Angel.

"Who are you?" He mumbled as he watched me. As if he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

"I'm a friend. Here to offer my help in your new war." I said, clear amusement in my eyes.

"We aren't in a war yet. We're trying to prevent one." Sirzechs stated, glaring at me.

"Oh, you still believe that is possible. You are very amusing. Don't get me wrong, it's admirable but very naive."

"It isn't naive. Another war would just cause unnecessary deaths. I'm trying to prevent this." Sirzechs yelled, his power fluctuating slightly in anger.

I couldn't help but laugh. Not even caring at the look he sent my way or the confused look in Michael's eyes. Gabriel started fidgeting as even she could sense something was about to happen.

Wiping a lone tear from my eye, I twirled a fragment of my energy in between my fingers. I looked at it for a moment and when it was finally diluted enough. I flicked it toward Sirzechs at a speed he couldn't react.

I saw his queen rush me out of the corner of my eye, but I barely registered it as golden chains erupted from the ground, stopping her movements.

Sirzechs started screaming in pain as his very body started cracking under the holy nature of my power.

"It's funny you think you got a choice."

Watching Sirzechs thrash around did give me some amusement as I watched his body transform. His skin seemed to melt off, his flesh being replaced with a mixture of white and red energy. The wings he used for flight deteriorated as if his body deemed them unnecessary. One of his arms shifted into a grotesque combination of remnants of enlarged flesh, destruction, and holy energy. Taking the shape of a scythe. One side of his face joined his arm, completely ruining the looks that many used to drool over.