Pure White

The throne room was flooded, a brilliant dazzling white, the type of which could never be observed in the natural world.

"My Children, how astray you have fallen.

My heart weeps for you, however I will not forgive, not now."

Pure white, the only way anyone could describe him,

His body draped in clothes, the white robes falling over his thick muscled arms, the veins in his body bulging through to his long white hair. The silver glow drifting over his shoulders loosely like mist rolling over hills. His feet stepped onto the blood soaked floor, the red parting underneath, his exposed skin shone with the golden sun, the ripples, and crevices in between the toned muscles exploding with elegance.

"Haha, you finally came to this world, after billions of years you finally stepped foot on the hell you have made."

"I gave you the power of gods, and this is what you have done? And you still say, with arrogance, that you deserve to be saved? To be given paradise?"

"My power is greater than you can even imagine,"

"Child, Your 'power' is only a by-product. A disease passed down in generations,"

"Decapitate!"

In an instant a giant sword appeared in the sky, along with a ghastly smile etched across Belamere's face. The sword swung at God's neck at surprising speed, flinging through the air and slamming into his finger.

"Leave my sight."

Belamere was pushed from his chair, his entire body lifted and pushed away,

"IS THAT ALL YOU'VE GOT OLD MAN?!?!?!?!?"

The room was instantly filled with flames as a giant serpent pulled around the buildings, the crimson red flushed and consumed by a deep red inferno. However, none of it hurt, the flames were simply there.

And through the burning there was a slow slapping of sandals on sandstone. When the cloud of flames disappeared there was God at the window, staring the serpent in the eyes. He moved his hand back and slapped the serpent, its entire body bursting and exploding, orange and green blood flushed from its head.

"This is pathetic, Repent."

"This shouldn't be possible, that was my most powerful wraith!! I took his power and yours. This isn't, this isn't possible.

Incinerate

Drown

Maim

Impale

Cut

Slash

Murder

KILL."

A hail of swords and fire shot at god but merely disappeared at contact with his shining flesh.

"You may have received a portion of my power, and taken Samael's But I created it all. You have talked about power, and yet you are but a toddler speaking of height, you cannot imagine what power is, so let me show you the error of your heresy."

God stuck his hand above his head, the hand shaping into a blade,

"Divide."

His hand sliced through the air and with it a stream of white,

the world blinked and it was all gone.

The white wings, the monsters enveloping the buildings. The mages, the magic, the countless species of monsters all vanished in an instant.

Magic had vanished from the world, along with Belamere.

"My most precious son, the pain it gives me to see your blank yellow eyes, It is greater than any being could inflict. I will allow you in this world my beloved Seraphiel. You must protect this world, for I cannot involve myself any longer. Just my presence here for these brief moments has caused instability, However for this, to see your face alive. That is one comfort, please join me in the next world, when your mission is done. You will be brought back to heaven. I hope you will remember your brothers, for then they will be immortal."

Even though Mahon didn't know what had happened, or who he was. Tears began to run down his cheeks. And for the first time, the first time he stood up. The small body wrapping around god.

"Father…"

And he was gone.