New Era.

The Achromic Angel.

{No, this isn't Bacon Traveling through timelines, it's just now a origin story.}

In the Mountains of Hellish Realm, lied one Deity with the color of black and white, the deity meditated as well as it sitted on the rock while surrounding the rock was lava, as it groaned and opened it's eyes, as well as it breathed heavily.
"I can never move on from that terrible past... That one Meeting that was Essentially bloody, How will i.. Move on.." The Deity's Eyes shaked in fear as it had a Flashback, Talking with other Lower Members, laughing and watching one demon butchering a Sinner, the Achromic Deity and Lower Member cheered and drank beer, one burped and the rest laughed, Until the Lower Member was curious about the Achromic Deity.
"So, what's you're story?"
The Achromic Deity sighed.
"Well, Shortly after falling from Holy Realm, i had to get used to the environment. I quickly got across the boiling fires of Malekra, knowing what to do. I, out of pure strength, practiced my Abilities from the depths of Ruzrim, and with that finished i became a powerful demon from 2 Cities, along with one Symbol i Call, "Yin-Yang." After a long and hard work, i had everything ready, and i was seeking to become an experienced fighter, My former strength from Holy Realm eventually dissipated, but i still conserved his Seraphim speed. I quickly got across the countless realms, monuments, biomes and cities within the grotesque and gory nature of Hellish Realm then i saw the many brutal entities roaming the depths of the seemingly limitless Inferno, all had a soul-piercing look in their eyes."
"W-Wait, how did you get kicked out from holy realm."
The Achromic Deity shrugged but remembered.
"It was mostly because i attacked the Capital City of Holy Realm, and was banished."
The Demon looked surprised.
"So that's why, i see.. But no worries, Continue."
"Alright, I eventually came across the city of Li'thret, i was received with various The Dark Guardians pointing at Me. However, Zinaida, Deadly sin of Gluttony, told them to lower their weapons. Zinaida saw Me, with my Achromic and Wings of that of a Angel. He saw potential in Me. He thought i could be in the Deadly sins, the one Achromic Entity that can rule the Lower Ranks of the Deadly Sins.
Zinaida proceeded to start like an ancient ritual of darkness. The ritual, through the outraging bursts of blood, gore and pessimism, cursed Me. But not in a negative way. The ritual gave me strength. It gave me pure raw power, along with many combat strategies, unthought to the lords who ruled creation's lower layers, But As Millions of Years went by, i continued to master my battle abilities and techniques, to the point where no other Lower Rank would be able to get past Me. It was an eternal path of damnation and suffering, but in the end, it was worth it. I basically ascended. to become the greatest Lower Rank Shadow could ever want in his armies. I was the finest warrior an a Upper Rank could ever imagine. I became known as Achromic Angel in Ruzrim, being only one demon powerful then another, That's why i have the title, Lower Rank 1."
The lower rank looked surprised.
" And then what happened?"
" Oh Nothing, i just train, eat, and go to sleep, simple routine i have."
"Oh, do any demons challenge you tho?"
"Oh no, only some did 20 years ago, but ummm... You know."
"Right."
As they were talking about their past and all, they suddenly changed location, dropping their beer and items, as well as other Lower members teleported along with them, standing in front of them was a Netharan, wielding a Giant Battle Axe, and a giant dragon, with a soul-piercing eyes, and with with smoke coming up in front between the Netharan and the Dragon.
"Hey Netharan, we do not know who you are, but you aren't welcome here."
The Dragon growled and looked at the Achromic Deity, until The Netharan raised his hand, to calm down, and so did the dragon calm down, then the smoke summoned a hand and a trident, and a voice.
"Lower your head and Crouch Down."
The Lower Ranks and the Achromic Deity gasped heavily, As a flash of Face was shown to them, and they all bowed, knowing who it was, and the smoke disappeared, Revealing Shadow.
In one of lower rank's mind, he is speaking to himself after encountering Shadow.
"It's Lord Shadow! It's Lord Shadow!"
Shadow's face turned into a more serious face as well as the Netharan's face.
"We are very Sorry Sir, We haven't assumed it was you or any one else and we just, we just thou-"
"And who gave you the permission to speak?" Shadow's voice Echoed through the mind of the lower rank, Shadow looked at the Netharan and nodded, and then the Netharan spoke.
"one of my Netharans that worked for you lower ranks, has been killed, and now, both me and Shadow question ourselves to you lower ranks."
The Netheran stayed silent as he nodded towards Shadow.
"What is it, that makes you lower ranks so utterly weak and pathetic, and having the inability to fight at all? Is it pride that clouded your mind? Or is it that you thought that the Deadly sins was a circus to you, and i look like a clown to you huh? Or that it was a comedy shows where we tell comedian jokes to one and another? Isn't that what it is? No. The Deadly Sins is a group of the most powerful demons and assistance into aiding to destroy Life onto the final Battle."
One of the lower ranks shook in fear.
" W-What!? That's not what i signed up for!"
" Oh i think it is what you signed up for, Miriam."
Miriam looked even more scared then any one ever was.
" But as it turns out, it seems as though my gift to you all, was nothing but a crushed up gift!"
Every Lower rank except the Achromic Deity standed up.
"We want to quit!"
Miriam said, with Shadow being sad.
"Oh, Really? Very well then, you can leave."
The Lower ranks walked away until shadow spoke.
"It's a shame that Mahakram will be promoted to being a Upper Rank."
The Lower Ranks looked at Shadow excited, with Shadow Smiling.
"Yea, You want to be one, the alright, Inferno!"
The Lower ranks looked confused, and Inferno Spewed Hell-Fire at the Lower Ranks, Mahakram looked at the others being burnt alive, as their screams Echoed in pain, As their bodies faded into ashes, Inferno snorted.
" Pathetic Weaklings... Couldn't even withstand Hell-Fire."
Shadow looked at Mahakram, crouching and lowering his head, while in fear.
"You're being promoted to a Upper Rank's Assistant, Zinaida will be your upper rank, The Lower Ranks have not been dismissed, But Terminated, You're free to Leave Mahakram, Try to tell this to anyone, and i will make your life, a living hell.. Do you understand me?" Mahakram went silent, Until Shadow spoke again.
"I said, Do you Understand Me!?"
Mahakram shook as he stuttered out words.
"Y-Yes... L-Lord Shadow.."
"Good...now leave.."
Mahakram got up, and flew away.

Now as Millions of Years went by, Mahakram still remembers the death and screams of his Lower Rank Partners, Until a whisper has been heared from his mind.

"Shadow Needs me..."