Chapter 7: Lucifer

The next day.

Capital of Israel, Jerusalem.

Arne was strolling around the city in a place where there are many hawkers on the street offering their goods. Arne wanted to see if there was something that could attract his interest. But, he suddenly remembered what Jedidiah said yesterday.

'Heretic Gods' frequent manifestation huh… what do you think, Great Sage?'

『Answer. From the information I have, Heretic God may only appear only once a year or maybe more but definitely no more than four.』

'I see. It happened a week ago, right? Is it because of me?'

Arne couldn't help but say like that because the time frame matched perfectly.

『It definitely has something to do with you.』

'...'

『...』

'Whatever. I will slay them all if they manifest. Ain't that means more powers?!'

『...』

Great Sage didn't answer him because she didn't know what to say to her master.

『There is something that I need to warn you.』

Great Sage immediately diverted the subject and said.

'What is that?'

Arne was surprised because Great Sage rarely reminded him and started a conversation.

『I got a glimpse of information from «Akashic Records». In this world, or to say, in every world, there will be one person with the luck that it was powerful enough to alter fate.』

When Great Sage said that, Arne immediately frowned.

'...Powerful enough to alter fate?'

'Do you know who it is?'

For Arne, he was curious who that someone is in this world. Of course, he will kill him directly because he didn't want to keep someone that could become a threat to him.

『Answer. I don't know and you can't kill him even if you meet him.』

'Hm? Why is that?'

『They have super luck that could alter the fate that even on the brink of death, someone will just save them and he will quickly become powerful.』

Arne was very speechless when he heard what Great Sage said. Ain't that make those guys like cockroaches?

'Any suggestions?'

『Answer. Yes. If you want to kill them, you need to make their luck be exhausted or disappear. To do that, you can steal their opportunities to get powerful, steal their powers directly, or steal their girls.』

'...How do I know who those girls are?'

Arne agreed with the Great Sage to steal those people's opportunities and powers because their power must be very powerful in their world that matched their luck to alter their fate.

『Easy. They have high luck too although not as high as the Son of Fate.』

'Forget it. I don't want to have a fake love. If I want to get a girlfriend, I will do that because she interests me.'

Arne didn't want to chase a girl just because they are or will be related to those sons of Fate. He wanted to have a pure love between them without any reason and motives. Even if he wanted to have a harem, he didn't really mind as long as he loved them. It was as simple as, he loved them, then they were his.

Arne kept walking on the street while he chatted with Great Sage until he met a young man. He was handsome with a noble demeanor coming from him. He has short white hair and bright blue eyes. Somehow Arne could see light coming out of him. His face, there is an extreme pride shown on it. He looked at other humans like they were ants or something that was far lower and noble than him.

When Arne glanced at him, the young man turned his head and looked directly at Arne with an excited smile. He was like the other Heretic Gods that have been into a fight and war. The kind of battle freak. The young man walked towards Arne with a smile.

Arne knew that this guy was a Heretic God because of the aura he radiated. The young man somehow knew that Arne was a Campione because he had seen his face before. Well, no one has seen Arne's face except Princess Alice before. But, Princess Alice asked an artist to draw Arne's face based on her description which turned out pretty similar.

Arne was different from other Campione. He didn't emit the feeling of a God Slayer and that made the Heretic Gods won't know that Arne was one unless they fought or Arne used his authorities. For your information, when a Campione and a Heretic God meet, their adrenaline will rise and their heart will seek for a fight immediately.

"A God Slayer, what a rare encounter."

The white-haired young man said to Arne face-to-face. The people on the streets acted like they didn't see both of them or… they really didn't see them at all because one of them had activated a barrier to cover them.

"What do you want?"

"Hahaha! I really want a fight with you. But, not today. Let's fight two days later on that hill."

The young man laughed with excitement but he calmed down and pointed at a hill not far away from the city.

"Good."

Arne only nodded at him because he didn't want to fight Lucifer there and gained too much attention and destruction.

"Here is one piece of advice for you. Consider this as my greeting, God Slayer. What you see might not be true. They said to trust your instinct. But, what you feel might also not be true. You should trust yourself, ain't I right?"

Lucifer acted proudly when he said that while Arne only blankly stared at him.

"I already know the first part. I could only say "as expected of the Sin of Pride. You're really self-centered." for the second part. But, there will be someone that you could fully trust. It's just that you haven't met them yet. I mean, on your occasion, you didn't meet them."

Arne smirked at the young man and said with a mocking tone.

"Hmph. See you again and I hope you're ready to lose in our battle, God Slayer."

The white-haired young man turned away from Arne and disappeared from the street. Then, the barrier disappeared and everything was back to normal.

"See you soon, Lucifer."

Arne directly left and continued his journey.

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(Lucifer's POV)

My name is Lucifer. Once called the most beautiful and the most powerful angel in Heaven. Our creator, the one with many names, let's just call him God. He was the creator of the angels and the creator of the universe. He was my father.

I fell from Heaven because of my pride. I want to become the same as my father. I want to become a God and rule over others. Then, I planned a rebellion to fight against him. I gathered a group of angels that have different goals but have the same purpose. To overthrow our father.

Then, the war started. My father was not the kind of God that liked to fight. He sent over my brother, Michael, the commander of the angels and the most powerful angels in Heaven that has the same power as me.

I and Michael fought, but Michael kept trying to persuade me to go back and beg for mercy from our father. But, who am I? I am the one who held the sin of pride. The moment I was blinded by my arrogance and pride, that was already the moment I fell and there will be no turning back.

We kept fighting for a long time and in the end, I lost. Our father was disappointed in us and cast us down to the bottom of the earth, Hell or Underworld. The once pure golden wings transformed into something hideous. Something evil.

To tell you the truth, if I thought about it again, it was quite foolish for us to try to overthrow our father. If our father was the one to move, we will be defeated immediately.

Back to the topic, I and all of the angels that rebelled against our father turned into something wicked. We turned into devils.

I was the de facto leader of the angels that were turned into devils. But, above me, there is someone that could be called the most powerful devil, Satan. Well, but he and I had cooperation so we didn't bother each other. The rulers of the Underworld were called the Seven Princes of Hell consisting of I, Satan, Leviathan, Belphegor, Mammon, Asmodeus, and Beelzebub. Under us were the 72 demons of Goetia. They were once the angels under me that rebelled against our father.

Then, thousands of years later. Another batch of angels that fell from Heaven arrived in the Underworld again. But, their appearances are not as hideous as ours. Their appearances were still the same but their wings were black. They fell from Heaven because they taught the humans the forbidden knowledge, Magic. They didn't turn into devils because their sins are not as big as ours.

That was the original story of mine, Lucifer the Pride.

We, the now called Myths and Legends, lived in the Realm of Immortality. But, we still have our own domain and pantheons. We the devils still lived in the Underworld alongside the fallen angels.

Suddenly, I could feel that there was a tear in the dimension. But, it gradually grew smaller as if it would close in a few seconds. Because I'm bored living in this world, I immediately dive into the gap and disappear from the Realm of Immortality.

When I opened my eyes, I knew that I had arrived in the mortal world. But, what I didn't expect was that there was another person coming out of the dimension tear not long after I had arrived.

After he arrived there and I knew his identity, I immediately ran away because I really didn't want to confront that guy. He is not as powerful as me or Michael. But, his authority is the only power I feared the most other than my father because that thing was also given by my father to that guy and contained one of his abilities.

He might be called a king. But, he was no different from us devils. He was cunning as a snake and as fierce as a tiger. He might pounce you if you trusted him and were already dancing on the palm of his hand.

Some days later, that guy didn't bother me which was weird because that guy really hates us devils and fallen angels so much.

When I was strolling in the city, I saw a young boy about ten years old strolling and glancing around him looking at the hawkers.

I knew who he was. I saw his face before from the information I got when I destroyed a small Magic Association. Why didn't I aim at the large one? Because I didn't want to attract too much attention. He was the new Campione, the King of Ragnarok.

I immediately walked towards him, a little excited. I really want to fight him. I want to fight against someone strong like Michael. I immediately activated a barrier to surround us so no one would notice us.

"A God Slayer, what a rare encounter."

I greeted him but he answered me straightforwardly. How interesting. It seems like he knew who I was. Well, I am too handsome after all.

We talked a few words. I really want to fight him now but I didn't want to attract that guy's attention. Really. If he didn't have the power to control devils, I would have already killed him directly.

"Here is one piece of advice for you. Consider this as my greeting, God Slayer. What you see might not be true. They said to trust your instinct. But, what you feel might also not be true. You should trust yourself, ain't I right?"

I reminded the new Campione because I didn't want him to get into that guy's trap and lose against him. He can only fight and lose against me.

But, his answer really makes me hate him a bit. The meaning of his answer is simple. He means that I am wrong when I said we should only trust ourselves. How could I, the most perfect angel, be wrong?

And, it's not like I haven't found the kind of people I could trust. It's just I didn't search for them. I didn't need weakling or any hindrance.

To answer his question, I only snorted and reminded him of our battle in two days. I am really really really excited. No matter how strong he is, I will definitely win.

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Two days later.

Jerusalem, Star of David.

Arne arrived there because the due date of their deal has come. Although he met Lucifer, he didn't want to tell them that and let them pay him for nothing if they can't find Lucifer.

But, it seems like they are still worthy to be called the largest and strongest Magic Association in Israel with the second largest and strongest being the Magic Association of the Islam Religion.

Quite tragic, wasn't it? The birthplace of the Son of God was now shared between two religions and the once strongest united kingdom in history has disappeared after the death of Wise King Solomon.

(A/N: I actually don't really know anything about the Islam Religion and I got the information from Google where they entered Jerusalem about 638CE.)

"Where was Jedidiah?"

Arne questioned the members of the Star of David that have already waited at the front door to welcome him.

"My King, our president is currently sick and must lay and rest on the bed because he can't move his limbs."

Aharon, the representative, came forward and answered Arne. Arne frowned when he heard his answer. Wasn't this too good to be true? I mean, come on. How could he fall sick on the same day as their agreement?

'This shitty guy is lying.'

Arne knew directly when he saw Aharon's expression. He knew directly when someone was lying except they used divine authority to fool him.

"Forget it. Give me Lucifer's location."

Arne shook his head and straightforwardly asked for Lucifer's location to fulfill their deal.

"Yes, King."

Aharon immediately gives Arne the letter with the coordination of Lucifer's hiding place. When Arne saw it, he knew that this place was the same as where Lucifer said yesterday.

"The deal is fulfilled."

Arne nodded and disappeared from the Star of David.

"My King, the Campione has gone for Lucifer."

Aharon said telepathically.

"I know. Immediately gathered the Witches and Hime-Mikos that we have gathered to the border of Israel and Egypt. I believe that when they finish fighting, our plans will already be complete."

"Yes, my King! For the glory of our King! For the glory of our ancestors! For the glory of our God!"

Aharon shouted to recite their slogan while the other members shouted after him.

"Hahaha! Yeah! Our world domination for the glory of our God will begin now! For the glory of my father! For the glory of my God! I will rebuild the once fallen United Kingdom of Israel and rule over the world! There can be only one religion and one God!"

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