I opened my eyes after hundreds of years of meditation since my defeat in the main realm, moreover when I was first created I was the weakest The Creator deliberately made me a guinea pig I would kill the main god Arata and The Creator.
", My body is covered in mud it's been 3000 years since that day."
It all started when the upper world was filled with the main gods The Creator made a competition with the name only the strongest recognized. More than 1 thousand centuries of continuous conflict occurred killing each other and defeating each other.
I was the most unlucky to be created after 500 centuries to participate in the round of killing each other as an angel identity.
I lost against the goddess of Absurd Artia Ifres, since that day I was thrown into the realm of Atial, discarded not considered as a creature that never existed.
"If I had fought the God of Misery maybe I would have had a little chance."
I fell into the abyss of the second dimension my wings, arms and shoulders had been destroyed. Remembering it makes me sad.
The only desire is to kill The Creator and defeat the God Arata, maybe I'm the only one who is ignored,
"Whoever it is, no one helps me. I got up because of meditation today I'm so upset!"
For whom was I created by God? On the verge of defeat, it's ridiculous that I question this matter.
Why is all this necessary, he only thinks about entertainment for himself until the time everyone dies.
I ask who are you and who am I? I am your creation and you are The Creator. Angels are often known for their clean and holy souls, never thinking about anything other than orders. I stared at myself, stunned by the beauty of my body.
"How sad. Your soul is so lonely that it smells rotten to me. What? When you were defeated you expected someone to help, it's sad that you were thrown away."
"Shut up. I'll mess you up Abruh Eujdas"
"Haha. Scary. After so long, the war between the main Gods, The Creator revived us, ask why? While you didn't."
"Because we are the strongest! Right now I am the ruler of the World of Amben, just heard? Noah is ranked the second main god, the ruler of the Abyss Dimension and the most important main god of Arata Garden of Holy Dimension. Do you know where your mistake is?"
"You've been so noisy, [Book of Dathlem Fire needle]!" He shouted.
Flowing fire then condensing it into a needle shape, "This attack is impossible to hurt me". Abruh said, the needle bullet bounced in another direction.
I stared at myself for so long, The Creator told me one thing about the book of Dathlem. I understand the outline of the whole book even though this magic is not absolute there is a big expression behind the script [Human: creat]
No one escapes this deadly conflict, the Creator's absolute command to create us to kill and there is even no order to worship him, meaning we as creations can fight him at any time.
"You were indeed banished but the fact that The Creator let you meditate to recover your strength, with his permission right? It's my turn [Bullet Punch: Règle de trois secondes]
[Atomic Wall]. "You are very blessed Navael the power of the Book of Dathlem is indeed great. I tell you I will seize it, then kill you."
"If you could be a god—? What kind of god are you?" Navael asked mockingly.
"I am the god of prophecy one of the main gods, the god of the cycle of incarnations and the god of death to you." He said in an annoyed voice.
"Why do you have the book? No— let's make a deal if you lose everything is mine."
The offer was made.
His Diva of Geyna appeared a strange image of a person without a head and two creatures with strong and rough bodies. At first he did not understand.
"I ask you one thing, are you exiled? [flash: Blue]"
My hand was strengthened as sharp as a sword Abruh held back. "Don't talk nonsense, [Layer: Armure la plus forte]"
"A person with strange tastes. Are you afraid?" Hmm the armor layer on his neck looks strong. Indeed great I admire the god of prophecy because of the ability to see the next event in the future.
"Play with me" Abruh challenged.
"You better look at the book no matter how hard you will lose," Navael continued.
"[Strengthening: Fortification]"
The more he looked at the book of Geyna the strengthening continued to be done on his clothes in some parts there were sharp serrations.
My intuition tells me that he is a god who is outcast just like me, no matter how great a god is, he will never set foot here because for them this is the most disgusting place. "It's easy to defeat me but you always struggle to show your strength, Abruh. This is ridiculous."
"Huh? You mean"
"—you are the same as me, an outcast. Your confidence is almost invisible or even non-existent. Will you return to the upper world after defeating me?"
"Trying to bluff?"
"No, I said it's easy to defeat me, just collapse this Ateal. It must be impossible for you."
"Talk a lot [Ulurs Augustus: Montagne]
"[Create Human of Dathlem]!" Navael shouted.
So that's it behind the Aksara [Human] is the only control magic that fulfills my mind's will. In short, this magic depends on my mindset if I believe [Human] can hold the mountain then it happens. A move that goes against the impossible is a bit troublesome for the opponent.
I need a clear mind that is not easily provoked by the opponent's words and is not sentimental.
"Impossible is my absolute magic [Augustus] this is the end for me, but! [Gravité: the gain of poids in the center of the Earth]"
"Until the end you keep fighting but I'm the type of angel who doesn't care about emotions, that's me the angel of nothingness."
There was no flattery for the last time he lived.
Navael went to reach the peak of Mount Ulurs making a throne on the peak that was a sign that he won.
"You bastard Navael!"
Look at yourself withered, dry and barren [Sirna Aran] "I look ridiculous in your eyes Abruh you are the owner of the most terrible absolute power [Exchange the Dead] now I control it."
With the power of Dathlem and Geyna both I can reverse my position which is now the highest.
Navael's evil laughter echoed throughout the ends of the Atial world.