wasted term

Christopher Gazing at Lust "I suppose the objective" Lust nods at that "Hawkeye is aware of our thick Presence in Amestris as well as Prides limitations."

He Smirks Christopher, studying the events happening on the northern front, "huh to think they can split their power so well. Interesting."

Not planning to intervene much well, he monitors the effects of his actions, his military using guerrilla warfare quite heavily, taking out numerous vehicles.

The looming orbital threat something even Father rest concerned about, "why haven't they used it though?" this Uncanny feeling of reducing it.

Christopher's eyes on the display. "So they've entirely Abandoned Points along the out zone, including Ishval and fruitful Camerox,"

The soldier nods. "The frontline is not looking good for the enemy. Their forces are practically crippled out here and it just a matter of time until the rest of the cities along the edges of the east city Fall..

He smirks. "I can assume we're closing on the point I wanted. They will try devastatingly hard to get these underground tunnels back to Conduct the Ritual."

Aware of the enormous circle beneath the ground, the tremor collapsing it as even pride can not stop the surface expanse.

Father Slams the chair. "Hmm, so my plans are being disrupted." He ponders how to handle it. "This should be quite infuriating."

He contemplates knowing the subject. He can use the truth, gate reacting constantly to the progressive increase in improbability.

The tendrils growing g far more reactive, Truth stare at it. "This is the first time you've reacted in such a manner, almighty."

The gate opens wide, the eye of God peering out "Zeraphim…. ZERAPHIM ALL THINGS!"" It erupts with power. Cristopher's gaze back, the black fire engulffing the area.

Truth backs away "it appears you've awakened." Truth Dissipating "indeed I have." The thing devoid of feature only the 6 eyes of god predominant over its humanoid face.

Melding as pure white plating runs down its chest only set off by a black skin making up the majority of its body covered over by the white armour, though.

Forming a two sets of a skull like Pauldrons running into a bone plate of armour. The six eyes adorning a face of pitch black, moaning and shifting.

A halo above its head phasing between complete and broken, "it appears his power woke me up." He gaze at his hands, Claw shaped black.

"hmm I can't leave, though. That is quite the. Problem, his hand glow "but I can imbue divinity who shall be my Apostle." a book completing the entire history of the world infront of him.

He read through it rapidly turning his palm upwards, gem appear in the area or a glowing blue rhombus purple dots lightning up around it as an orb of shifting purple black forms within his hands.

"Hmm," trying to figure who would be an apostle. "Maybe this boy Alphonse Elric." his hand glowing a gate opens Alphonse body gaze towards,

His body looking upon god with shock. "yes very suitable. I see your soul is bound to armor. I can not revive you as nothing of equal value is to be given, however."

He stabs into Alphonses chest, Where his heart can be "I can teather your mind, soul, and body.' Alphonse suit starts to tremble under the Snow.

Reassembling the ten of thousands of tiny black hands reforming the armor, Back to its state Alphons e shot up snow, bursting away from him.

The eye of God behind him in a phantasmal spectre of a form, "go." he looks around. "Your mission is certain. Inform them."

Alcranic glances back at the gate. "I can't believe I slept for such a long time, truly appealing." Alphonse manages to reach it before collapsing to pull all through.

"you must be he Alchemist Alphonse Elric." he turns "Why am I here!" the being raise his hand "Do not worry your soul is still bound to the armor I just tethered your body and soul anything you consume will lack taste but will sate your body energy needs."

Alphonse raise his voice "THAT IMPOSSIBLE!" The Being Raise his hand in a motion to calm Alphonse "Do you noticing something different."

The Gate of god open, lacking all detail but the eye and tendrils, He realize "Would Truth not be here?" The being responded to Alphonse.

"Truth is a placeholder for God's duty. His job was as the judge of those who would trespass the domain beyond ascendants,"

The being Point at Alphonse "looks at yourself. You may notice a few things of differing Origin." he peers forwards. "A circle embedded in my eye?"

a reflection of himself within the gate shadow children, peer outside "that is god Domain child and I shall conform to one ruling within it see throughout deception and truth alike as nothing is surfaced alone."

The being forms infront of him. Pressing his head Alphonse realizes it "your good." thrown out the being response in fadings "that is correct Alphonses." he turns and sits down watching history unfold within his book.

Alphonse eyes widen within a refugee facility. "Alphonse!" he presses a hand to his eye, surprised. "When did you guys find me?"

They go into detail about how they were walking after getting out of the mines. We were heading out towards the brig wall having seen a thumb up metallic gauntlet on them..

He respond "ah thank you." Christopher already noticing the Coming of Alcranic. "huh so he's not corrupted by eldritch, the presence must've come because of his absolute silence."

He doesn't active the gate to draw himself in with human transmutation circle, "if father does his plans then he should emerge on his owns terms and be able to stop that damn pest."

Referencing the Dwarf in a flask "And if he's as egotistically foolish he will act like God until God Put him in his place," Christopher grinning menacingly,

"I never thought I'd want to tell Alcranic to get some booze, but I don't think I want to deal with a sobber version of him seems far more thick than even me."

Alcranic, gazing upon the book, "It appears even the Zeraphim is involved in this matter." he contiunes to read page by page.

The efficiency of their Alchemic use unbelievable "they can't even figure out the three components required for a human being man. Do I have to explain everything to them?"

The method needing the materials that components making up a human body, a human corpse of either gender and the soul of one.