Arc 2 Chapter 154 Gluttony

"What was that?" A random celestial asked Kay. But he seemed just as confused as them. So after a minute of intense monologue with celestials Kay finally got back into his tank. They were about to leave for the next place. He has been using his merge mode with the tank in each battle, for the last five hours. Each battle was won through the sheer effort of everyone involved. But he used it to contribute as much as he possible could.

~Pov Jerald~ (Third person)

Jerald woke up with a slight headache. This wasn't the first time he died and therefore he wasn't feeling extreme pain. But he was still uncomfortable with dying. It wasn't really the best feeling.

Jerald attempted to stand up, but his legs were weak. A result from the sealing of his powers. He wanted to scream in rage, 'why isn't things fixed yet' he thought. His legs fought the strong tides of gravity and triumphed at last.

Standing tall on two wiggly feet, he finally took notice of where he was. From the interior of the place he came to the conclusion that he was inside a ship.

As Jerald was about to walk away, he noticed a shiny object blocking his path forward. He crouched to pick it up, but he tripped and fell face first into the concrete like object. This descent face first into the staff managed to break his nose, resulting in a nose bleed. Covering the staff in blood. But the staff slurped up the blood and became shiny gray again.

Out of instinct Jerald grabbed the staff and used it to balance his weight and stand up. Afterwards he used the staff as a walking stick to travel. He managed to get all the way to the end of the ship. Reaching the exit. So with a spurt of vigor he opened the door and walked out.

Jerald was greeted by a realm covered in gray ash. Almost nothing was left. No being was above and all the ships, cannons and tanks were in ruin. Either a part of he ashes or covered in them. Not a single corpse was here, nor soul. The place was a shadow of it's past.

Jerald well on his rump. The scene awakened an overwhelming fear, he didn't know he had. What had happened to this place while he was gone. He wondered.

Jerald walked down the small metal bridge connecting the ship to the ground. Each step got lighter and lighter and he felt something that was taken from him return. His burning hair regained it's vigor over time. He could feel himself gaining that power from the staff and he wonder, what is this staff?

Jerald started running at the speed of light, but it wasn't enough. Each second he got faster and faster. Until he finally managed to get out of the restricted zone of the realm. He could feel himself vibrating with renewed power. A power he didn't have before. Meaning the staff wasn't returning his power's, it was giving him more.

Jerald felt greed, a greed he shouldn't even be capable of feeling. It was his power and no one could take it from him. Without knowing it, he was tightening the grip around the staff. Before he realized it, he was running with all his might away from the realms. He needed to leave this place, leave the pantheon he was part of. They were all insignificant, he was the absolute power. He will be the conquerer of the world.

Jeralds speed was way beyond what he once had. It surpassed his wildest dreams. He couldn't even use the celestials measurement of power to describe him anymore. Not that he had already surpassed them. He was just in a weird phase. Like he could fight anything using the staff.

As Jerald reached the end of the realm the staff was screaming at him to go on. So without an ounce of hesitation he left the life he had behind him.

The empty space outside of the realm greeted him. Some ships here and there and the original mother ship. But nothing noticed him, despite him being very open about leaving. Since no one noticed him he simply left.

(Some time later)

Jerald was resting at a world. Many celestials had made it their home and lived like mortals here. About five omni trillion to be precise. He was enjoying the luxury of freedom in his eyes. His view of Ragthor had become clouded over time. Be through the staff's power's, or his own judgment, he had come to despise the pantheon he once loved.

As he was enjoying his day, a white feather landed in his mouth. The feather forced Jerald to puke and roll around in the vomit.

Teary eyed he checked his surroundings. That's when he saw the owner of the hotel he was living in.

"I must say Jerald, you are a hard man to find!" The owner said. The feather that landed in his mouth flew to the hotel owner and vanished.

"Who are you!" Jerald screamed in anger and fear. The staff was about three meters away from him and it's power's couldn't be used before he reclaimed it.

"Oh where are my manners. I am Michael, child of God. I am one of his many perfect creations! I, the leader of heaven was sent here to kill you!" The being said.

"Why, I've nothing to you. I haven't hurt a single since I got this staff!" Jerald screamed.

"It may be so little on, but sooner or later you will and I am here to limit that harm."

"No no no, that's not why you're here. You want the power for yourself don't you! You envy my powers I've gained. But give up, it is mine!" Jerald yelled and jumped at his staff grabbing it.

"Do not accuse me of one of the seven deadly sins young one. I simply carry out God's mission and you my friend must die!" The being said, appearing before Herald with a sword in hand. But just as it was about to kill him, it stopped.

"Gluttony, what do you think you're doing? Are you betraying God?" Michael screamed as his sword was stopped by an invisible barrier. Not one from the staff, but something else.

"What, can't I make my own irregulars? Get the fuck out of here. You think you can just steal 'MY' weapon like that. Tell God that I will kill him if he tries something similar again!" Gluttony said, before killing the avatar if Michael.

While the duo talked Jerald was covering in fear of the two, making Gluttony scuff.

"Listen kid, the staff your holding was made by me and blessed by one of the hundred celestials. It's concept is power and it was also blessed by greed, another of the seven deadly sins. Meaning your staff eats beings power's steals them and makes them your own and limit their power usage! While you also eat beings souls who you kill. The staff just like you will have infinite potential and I just blessed you. So you are now one of my Gluttony vermin. But I'll send you into chaos to feed you, good luck kid and don't get noticed by your former master. The writing is in his favor!"

"Wait who is the writer?"

"It's the seventh dimensional being of the script. It is a child of time and existence and usually works together with the infinity of time to write a perfect script. I have had many encounters with them and each one has been very unpleasant!" Gluttony said, as he opened a portal to chaos and left.

With nothing else to do, he entered chaos.

(Back to present, the war.)

The second Jerald left the realm, everyone inside regained their power's. Techa and Ragthor bot regained it at the same time and a full assault was launched by Ragthor instantly. Kays who regained his powers felt himself fuse with the other tanks they had captured and they all rejected their owners and came towards him. Omni quadrillions of tanks floated towards him at a speed far surpassing light. It was a terrifying speed that made most beings around evacuate.

Once the scene was finally over Ragthor had lost all their tanks. Or so they thought, as they had forgotten one thing. All of them went towards Kay, their ally!

Kay jumped into the air and used the full speed of all tanks combined to travel into the enemy frontline. He appeared their in a fraction of a millisecond. After that he used the power of a omni quadrillion tanks cannons to fire at the enemy. It was a sight to behold as he became a living bomb.

A giant hole was formed. The attack had managed to kill omni trillions of celestials of techa and some unfortunate Ragthor celestials. But it was all good they would come back to life later.

~Pov Ragnar~ (Third person)

"What, what is happening?" He exclaimed as he saw everyone regain their powers.

"The staff is gone, gluttony found his next target!" The trapped celestial said. He seemed regretful about something but Ragnar couldn't understand what. He no longer cried about the death of his son, instead it seemed like he was worrying about something else.

"What's up with you?" Ragnar said, directing his attention away from the battlefield and to the celestial instead.

"Well the staff is gone, you know the one your little guy stole after killing my son."

"That's impossible, I've been keeping my eye on it all this timeee....." Ragnar said, as he saw the staff was indeed gone and so was that ring with the soul of Jerald.

"How is that possible, I've been keeping my eye on that thing for days!" Ragnar said, not believing what he was seeing.

"Gluttony made it disappear, it's really that simple!" The celestial said, while laughing at Ragnar.

"Do you have any idea who you involved yourself with. You made gluttony your enemy by attacking making God your enemy! Your life is forfeited you bastard, now release me!" The celestial screamed and laughed. It was acting more and more crazy by the minute.

"Yeah not going to happen, now if you excuse me, I'm leaving!" Ragnar said.

He left the celestial to train with Cronus and ask him some questions.

When he got to the place they trained Cronus was already waiting for him.

"You know why I'm here right? So can you tell me, who the fuck is gluttony?" Ragnar asked kindly. He was being a bit to influenced by Chaos language but it is what it is.

"Well gluttony is one of the seven deadly sins of hell under the rule of Lucifer. The only thing is, it does not answer to Lucifer or God. Only to itself! Just like sloth, the infinite incarnation of laziness. It was a good friend of your friend Paarthadox by the way and for good reasons I won't tell you. Thw important thing is gluttony. It is older and younger than your father at the same time. It existed in the end of the second era but died. On the last Dritro of the second era it died and on the fourth dritro of the fifth era trickster revived it. Loving the chaos it wished to cause. It is five Dirtro old while your father is almost eight. It's powers are beyond any other seventh dimensional being, other than Paarthadox at it's peak and your father when he was alive. Well that's off course including only the sun dinosaurs. If we include the time raptors zerosaurs and sun dinosaurs, it isn't that high up the scale anymore! For example gluttony fears the Scripter."

"That was very long, is it above my power's?"

"Yes, you will never surpass it! Well if it doesn't die to something else and you live for five Dirtro."

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