Chapter 103 War, War And War

Fifth dimension, as annoying as ever. I've only been here for some seconds and I'm already dealing with a bunch of celestials, thinking they can get the better of me.

So I killed all of them and stored them in my realm. Now someone might be asking how, how are you storeing something in your realm. Isn't it in the fourth dimension? You're not wrong, or right. A realm is usually inside a dimension. Mine was to, but it's connected to chaos, so I'm always connected to my realm. What Julia, Xelena and now Bennett did to fix things, was to connect their realms to the fifth dimension instead of the fourth.

I flew towards Bennett. He was being attacked by scavenger celestials, that weren't part of a pantheon. I killed everything in sight, so they could use the dead, to increase their powers.

As I appeared before Bennett, he was on his last leg. When he saw me, his one remaining wing flinched as he looked at me. Almost like he was begging me, to save him. Which I did. I simply looked at the celestials and they died, then I stored them in my realm and grabbed Bennett. Forcing the man, into my realm.

Bennett fell on the ground, of my realm and yelled.

" Not cool man, can't you see I'm in pain. Did you have to throw me?

" Yes, live with it. We have funnier things to deal with. A pantheon, with about the same strength as ours, has declared war. You and Xelena and of course Julia will be leading this war, so have fun. Me joining is useless, as I can end it in seconds. So while you guys fight, I will gather materials for us." I told him, as I started to heal his injuries.

" How long will it take, before I can claim my realm?"

" Just heal and we'll get to it, don't worry."

~Pov Kobraiel~ (Third person)

Kobraiel, walked through the huge city. Millions of skyscrapers surrounded him. He was still concealing himself, so the humans didn't take to much damage, from him being here. A women had caught his interest, as he was walking through the streets.

So he followed her. She gave of an aura of strength, which made Kobraiel curious. The women entered one of the many skyscrapers, so Kobraiel naturally followed. She took an elevator and Kobraiel got on the same elevator as her. The duo stood there together for several minutes. One having no knowledge of the other being there.

The elevator biped, signaling the women to get off. Kobraiel followed her once more, into a huge room. Where many others sat. All of them stood up and showed their respect, as she passed by.

Eventually, they arrived at a room, at the edge, of the office like place. The women opened the door and walked towards a chair and sat down.

Kobraiel watched her for several minutes, before growing bored and stopped concealing himself. Appearing right in front of the women. Giving the women, a scare for her life. She jumped and fell of her chair as Kobraiel said.

" I'd advice against looking at me. They don't live long after doing so." He said as he walked towards the edge of the room and hid behind the door.

The door opened and several workers pilled in and asked the women if she was okey. Which made her glance towards Kobraiel direction, before dismissing the worried humans. Who left, as they had no way to disagree. Leaving the duo alone again.

" What do you want?" She said, seeming hostile, yet afraid.

" You interest me, tell me, do you believe in gods, giants, or any other kind of powerful watcher."

" I hate gods, they destroyed this world. You think I'd worship them? Hard no, I'd rather kill myself now!"

" Pardon me, but I don't know the history of this world. Maybe I could help. I serve a powerful being."

" Oh and is he a god?"

" No, he was once, but no longer. He is above gods, he wants your worship, simply to increase his domain. Depending on the situation, he might even help you." Kobraiel said, as he smiled. Even though the women did not look at him. As she was told not to.

" Really, what could he do. A Pantheon known as Hargore terrorize these parts of the multiverse. They think they own everything. Just because their the strongest pantheon in this multiverse."

" How cute, I can help you then. It so happens, that my lords pantheon loves to kill giants and gods. But you have to have something the lord needs, or else, you will just become a slave after this."

" What do you mean after this?"

" We will conquer this world now and the whole multiverse. It will help us a lot. So are you in."

" In on what?"

" Well you see little girl. Gods can't conquer the third dimension. It's their followers that do and my lord won't help personally. He has more important things to do. So it will be gods and giants against your so called hated gods. You will make the mortals worship my gods and I will help you. Have you ever heard of a biblical accurate angel?"

" No, no I haven't."

" Good for you, we will be business partners from now on. I look forward to working with you."

~Pov Alias~ (Third person)

Alias hid behind the two demigods. He had just tricked them to fight, through making fake evidence of one of them having sex with the others wife. At this point, the two demigods were in an all out brawl. But all of a sudden, a beep was heard behind them, then something said.

" Alias, you and your worshipers are to come to these coordinates. War is in the horizon."

Making Alias sight, as he could tell that the demigods just now figured out someone was behind them.

That they did, they turned around slowly and looked at the green kid. From skin to hair, even eyes, all were different kinds of green. The only thing that wasn't green, was his teeth, they were white and clean.

When the demigods saw him, Alias smiled at them, before snapping his fingers and disappearing. Appearing in his small realm, he made his some days ago. He started to pack his sacrifices, he got from his worshipers, in a bag he got from them. It was enhanced to have more space, which came in useful.

In this world, one year had passed, so he had made himself some worshipers. They were almost a religion and not just a cult.

Alias smiled and sent message to all his twenty three thousand follower. He told them that they would be teleported soon, to a new world, quite literally.

Then Alias stood still for minutes, until he started to shine. A feeling similar to entering a portal enter Alias. Then he disappeared from the world. If he would return, only time will tell.

Alias appeared in the fourth dimension, next to many gods and giants. Dead bodies were dragged here and there, as they started to create makeshift realms.

" You're here kid, great. Listen, you will get a special world to govern. In this world, a man known as Kobraiel is located. He is a mortal servant of our leader Ragnar. You two will be working together, to make the mortals in that universe loyal to our pantheon. Any questions."

" Yes, how can I get followers? I mean, if it's Ragnar's servant, shouldn't he get all the followers."

" No, you will get most of the worshipers. Ragnar only needs a few new servants and that's all. You can get the ones, he doesn't object to. In other words, if he doesn't say anything. It's yours. Now get to work, that realm over there will be yours for the moment. Your worshipers will arrive in the world shortly, so you'll know where you need to be. Good luck kid." The man said, as he patted Alias on the back and left. Leaving Alias to his own device.

Alias entered the small realm. It was about one light year big. Not much, but it would do, for him. After all, he was not a giant.

Alias pulled a chair an table, out of his bag and sat down. Alias leaned back on the chair and waited for his worshipers to arrive at the world.

Some minutes later, he felt them appearing on a new world. He got the description of the supposed servant of Ragnar and started searching for him instantly. Within time incomprehensible to humans, Alias found the servant in a building. Talking to a women. He made contact instantly by sending a worshiper, that he descended through.

Like a lightning bolt, Alias appeared in the room. Making the women sitting on the chair flinch. But this time, she did not jump out of the chair.

In the middle of the room stood a elf. He had hair, with green strips that were forming by the second. The elf was unusually still, like it was possessed. The elf wasn't breathing, or doing any sort of movements. Then the mouth moved and the eyes opened, showing the pure green eyes to the women. Before the head of the elf did a 170 and looked strait a Kobraiel.

" I take it you're Kobraiel." It said at the angel.

" Yes, are you the god, that's supposed to help me?"

" No, we gods can't walk the third dimension. This is just one of my worshipers. I'm using it to talk to you. Anyways, I am Alias, god of mischief."

" So you're a god?" The women behind him asked, she was almost stiff, which made the god laugh.

" Hahaha, Kobraiel can't you control your powers? That will make this much harder. I'll help you women, as you are dying and we need you. As to answer your question, yes I'm a god. Are you mad?" Alias said, as Kobraiel blushed for being called out. While the women clenched her fist.

" Yes, gods took everything from me, why wouldn't I be angry?"

" Ah yes, the mortal mindset. Listen everyone isn't the same. We are different from those pantheon members. First of all, we work with giants and as we speak. An army strong enough to put your imagination to shame is forming to invade this multiverse. Even if you don't like it, these are the cards, gods dealt you!"

" Can't you try to make me feel good about myself or something. Instead of saying you don't have a choice."

" Fine, we are here to help you and get something out of it. You and your mortals will be much happier if you help us. Anyways, I have a job to do, so I'm sending back my worshiper to the others. You can easily find them later and even if you don't, they will find you. Have fun." Alias said, as his worshiper disappeared and he returned his focus to creating a strategy to conquer the universe, he was given. While he was doing this, a small campfire was made behind him, that shone purple.

~Pov Alice~ (First person)

I'm so bored. I've been spreading news of Hestia and becoming the new symbol of the hearth. Ragnar even did it, so every realm under the Ragthor pantheon, would have the hearth.

But Ragnar is busy planing for the future. On that was very bleak. He told me his mission and I'm not very happy with it. How are we going to beat norse mythology? They have over 10 sixth dimensional beings. There no chance in hell were wining.

(Author here: hello, I'm so good. Now I have a headache. Anyways here's your second chapter of the day. So you better give power stones. Anyways have a good day everyone. I can't write a chapter on Monday. But the day after that, you will get a chapter. Until then, author out :) )