Chapter 18: War Of Havens I

The Gods, they were mysterious being whom Valmus had only heard whispers of.

He wondered what they were like, their forms, their abilities and whatnot. Now he was on a front row seat to see them in their unhinged glory.

Three Gods fell to the Primal forest, well three Gods fell at every Cardinal point of the pillar.

Twelve Gods, that was what the Divine Realm assumed to be enough to subdue whatever tomfoolery was going on within the lower realms.

And boy were they mistaken, the Gods that that fell into the Great Ocean were assaulted by it's inhabitants, flanked from all sides and suppressed by the very environment these gods were the first to die. Their blood oozed into the Great Ocean which swallowed it vigor and excitement. It did not need anomalies to ensure true death after all within it's Domain it's will was Imperial.

The Second Gods to fall were those of the abyss, their foes were the abominations. Abominations were beings that would continuously evolve so long as they were pushed hard enough and had sufficient amounts of food. They could eat anything and everything.

The Gods that fell here didn't even get the chance to fight, heck even the stationed beast and anomaly weren't given the chance to make a move before the Gods were torn limb by limb and devoured while they still lived and breathed. It was truly a terrible way to die, more so once their anomaly was sacrificed to ensure their True Deaths.

The third Gods to die were those of the Gargantuan mountains, they also faced a harrowing end of their own since the mountains were home to the giants. Children of the Titans whom the gods killed and imprisoned.

As soon as they touched the mountains their limbs were tied down, their head bashed in by the bone clubs of the Giants ancestors.

The history of the Giants and Gods were a murky one since they could be said to be distant siblings since both majorly descended from the Titans.

The Gods that fell onto the Gargantuan mountains were turned into golden meat pastes, their anomaly was also sacrificed to ensure the True Deaths of the gods, which the Mountains devoured as tribute.

The last Gods to fall were those of the Primal Forest, The Chimera hadn't even waited for them to touch ground as he met them within the air.

Same for the black dragon who ascended and clashed with another god snarling at it as it tried to bite of the Gods head.

Valmus raises his head as he net the gaze of the God before it, just as he was about to move however.

A dark presence manifested behind him, the incarnation of the Man had descended still within the embrace of darkness.

Valmus could hear it's whispers, silent and sinister with an encroaching revulsion that threatened to corrupt his mind.

The man moved before the God could, tentacles of shadows grasped the Gods hands and yanked them of their shoulders. Another set of tentacles bound the said god such that it couldn't move at all.

The rest was history as the man impaled the God with his darkness, slowly torturing the divine so that it would bled and feel as much pain as possible, that is if they felt pain anyways.

Valmus was however not holding up well, he had underestimated the weight of the man's incarnation. He could hear the whispers turning into screams growing louder and louder with each passing seconds.

He begun to hallucinate seeing things that weren't there things a mortal wasn't supposed to see. The current Valmus had been slowly synergizing with the Man to the oint where he could now see through the mans perception.

At one point in tine he was too lucid to know that he was fully immersed in the character of the man that he was now reliving his life through his memories.

If he didn't Wake up before the memories stopped and caught up to the present he would surely die and his vessel would be free for the mans taking.

The man was surprisingly a human much like Valmus, he was initially born a talented warrior but somewhere along the line he flew too close to the sun and got burned.

After falling from grace, the man used his abundant resources to rebuild his path all together as he abandoned the sword and picked up the staff.

He pursued sorcery if whatever kind he could find, honing foreign skills to their absolute peak until, he was feared once more just as he had been before.

His accolades were so immense that the sun he had flown too close to tried to burn his again, only this time he was prepared.

It was that battle that ultimately made him one of the strongest mortal the Haven ever had.

Years in researching sorcery he had found a way to geal himself if his previous ailments and he did turning himself into more of a monster.

He soon challenge the gates of mortality and ascended into an Immortal being, thereafter he continued to hone his capabilities until he touched upon the gates of the Divine.

Valmus couldn't remember how the man ascended but he did in an unconventional way that interested the Gods, to the point where they would make moves and get their hands dirty.

But this was a mistake as they touched his one reverse scale, the only being that was proof if his mortality. His only child and son.

He was but a mortal, a Grand warrior who also touched a bit of sorcery like his father. But the gods were too curious and so they abducted the boy and made him go through dreadful things, things a child was not supposed to go through.

They sadly drove him to his death, and didn't even hide their faults. That was the arrogance of the Gods that earned them a dreadful foe.

At this point in the memory Valmus was no longer Lucid, the mire he experienced what the man's life was the more he became aware tgat this wasn't him for he wouldn't have waited thousands of years to avenge his child, he wouldn't have even tolerated their abduction.

He would have cut them down the moment the thought of touching his flesh and blood spawned within their heads.

Valmus opened his eyes, the corpse of a God was the first thing he saw, the second was his bloody hands and the third was the shocked look on the man's incarnation.

Valmus grinned lightly as he mumbled as few words, words the incarnation heard all too well.

"It's been a while Kaiser."

He dared to call the man by his name, a name forgotten throughout yhe countless millenias.