Re:Cord of Ragnarok

Chapter 25 [Sin and Faith, Joy and Despair]

Chaos. That was the only possible word one could use to describe the mania that, with a single declaration from the god of theater, had overtaken every last person in the Ragnarok arena.

Humanity, of course, made their anger clear in the form of heaven-shaking uproar. Their indignance and betrayal rose forth as shouts and screams, burning, deadening rage that no gathering in history had ever come close to matching. The gods, meanwhile, were more than split on the matter, their roars still nearly as loud as their foes'. Some jeered and mocked the naive humans- even their champions now knew it was best to kneel before the divine. Some were enraged at the blasphemous presence of a mortal among their warriors, nearly as much as the humans themselves were.

And some simply wished to keep the order of Ragnarok intact.

Infirmary

"That utter fool..." Metatron muttered next to Tsukuyomi's infirmary bed, keeping himself as calm as he could. His fists twitched slightly as his spectacled eyes glared at the monitor in front of him with indignance. "Just who does he think he is to pull such an absurd stunt? He has no respect for Father's order whatsoever!"

"W-what...!?" Haniel gasped quietly, shocked more than anything by the move that had overturned heaven and earth. "Why is he doing this....?" Next to her, caressing Tsukuyomi's hair gently as he slept, Izanami remained silent, unable to turn her eyes away from her son.

"Unpredictable as usual, aren't you, Dionysus...!" Michael said with a loud and trembling voice, barely restrained. His usual smile was tight with exasperation visible beneath it. "What shall we do, Father?"

Lucifer gave a low sigh, briefly turning his attention away from his unconscious son in bed. He didn't speak a word as he gazed upon the Ragnarok arena, but his children recognized the expression that accompanied his silence. Cool, razor-focused eyes above a slight and tense frown- this was the face of the greatest angel when he was truly deep in thought.

He looked at the monitor again- then back at Tsukuyomi, still lying unconscious in bed, at his siblings, clearly still wishing to stay even as they awaited his command. Right now, Lucifer's two duties were calling to him- no, his duty and his heart were. The supreme angel cursed himself silently for even having to think about what he'd choose between them. It was, in his eyes, a truly disgraceful sight. Turning his head upwards, he then met Izanami's almost pleading eyes. The situation in the arena was urgent. But...

"There... is no need to interfere. For now, we will remain by Tsukuyomi's side and observe." Lucifer declared. And as his sons sighed slightly in relief, Lucifer gave the monitor the slightest of glances before returning his gaze to Tsukuyomi, the same cold sharpness still in his eyes.

'Dionysus...' Lucifer thought to himself. 'For your own sake, you had best not forget that the Heavens are far more than merely your theater.'

"I'll go instead, then."

A rather cheerful voice was heard from the infirmary door, casual and carefree despite the tension in the room. Metatron immediately stepped forth, shaking his head and attempting to wave off the new arrival.

"And who gave you permission to just walk in? This room is for brother Tsukuyomi's-"

"Ah, worry not, he's a brother of mine as well! Which means he's more than welcome to join us!" Michael cut in, smiling warmly.

With that, the man entered and gave a friendly wave to Michael, as soon as Metatron relented and stepped back away.

He was tall and muscular, with messy blonde hair. He wore a black and red vest with a few touches of gold, under it a black shirt that showed a bit of his chest, fingerless black gloves, black pants with a red and gold belt alongside black and gold boots. Around his neck was a long red scarf that went down his back, reaching his tail. In his hand was a white staff that was decorated with golden rings at both ends and a red cloth in the middle. And of course, resting below his unkempt hair, above his sharp, twinkling eyes and playful grin, was a sleek and slightly curved golden headband.