Chapter 29
Moon was dreaming.
A dream that foretold of a scene that he could barely capture within his fragile mind.
A scene that could crumble any mortal's mind until nothing but a single word remains in one's head.
"Holy" was the word that would remain despite everything that the mortal had cherished throughout their lives.
Whenever they had a son or daughter, whenever they had a wife or husband. It did not matter.
All that would remain would be the word "Holy".
Moon dreamed of a scene where he was circling a golden figure.
A figure that no matter how many times he tried, he couldn't capture its exact shape or anything related to it. But he, for some reason, knew that figure was The Almighty.
The only one in the endless cosmos that any being, or even concepts like life and death, would call The Divine One.
For the Divine one was the creator and the ruler of all.
For the Divine one was all of the creation itself.
And he was circling that divine figure, shouting the word "Holy Holy Holy" in absolute passion and adoration.
No, passion was not the correct word; it would be more accurate to say it was in endless, ceaseless decree.
A degree that he cried out for millions of years and would cry out for billions more.
Somehow, despite living for millions of years, he felt like he was changing every second, every millisecond, when he was in the presence of The Almighty.
And he felt every single bit of it, clear as day, but he did not resist, nor did he despair. For there was not a single shred of him that would resist or escape if the Almighty ever were to decide to kill him.
Soon, he became a being who did not love nor mourn. For he was not like men. He does not tremble at ruin nor weep for the perishing. When fire consumes cities, he does not turn away. When the sword falls upon nations, he does not falter.
His endless cries of "Holy, holy, holy" continued. His many eyes see, but do not weep. His many wings move but do not tire. He lived as a wheel within wheels, as burning forms veiled in light—terrible, beautiful, and beyond knowing.
He executes the will of the Most High. He laid waste to world upon world, universe after universe, without stopping nor slowing down.
For he was the messenger of the Almighty, the one who would be eternally in the presence of the Most High.
In the endless years that seemed to span almost infinitely, one day, he heard the Divine one mutter. "No, my child, you have another destiny"
Moon turned his endless and eldritch gaze to the Great One who was looking at him.
The Great One continued with the very suns burning in his gaze. "For I had fallen"
Moon's gaze that devoured worlds and could send the very universes into flames shudders and starts weeping. Tears that were as golden as the very suns dripped down his innumerable gaze.
Moon saw The Divine One's body, a body that was as vast and incomprehensible as the very existence itself, rapidly tremble and shudder.
His perfect form that no other beings in the endless cosmos could even begin to comprehend shook and shuddered as parts of his body cracked and fell off.
He, on the other hand, slowly felt his soul, the one which became as golden as his fiery burning body, change.
The golden color of his soul peels off and reveals the faces of many beings that he killed and devoured.
Rapim the Thunder Rabbit, The goblin clan chief, Scar the orc warrior, miners that lived inside the mountain, all of them.
Their faces were twisted and were slowly morphing into madness just like they did in the body that he had on the outside. Their cries and grievances were enough to drive most gods into a deep abyss called utter madness.
Yet he reveled in it, for every soul that cried out in anguish and pain on his soul and body, he felt a bliss like no other.
A bliss that he could never hope to achieve using mundane things like pleasures of flesh, drugs, or love. For it was the joy itself to become one and whole again.
The last words he heard from the Divine One were, "Would the one who arose from my remains be the same as me?" His endless divine voice, echoing through galaxies and universes, for some reason came out as weak and fragile in his ears, no matter how much blasphemy it was.
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(Outside world)
Kale, who was sitting beside Moon on the outside, noticed that some sort of light was coming out of Moon's body, one that was completely unlike holy energy. Golden, yet Blazing white.
At first, it was slow and little, but soon it picked up speed and formed a cocoon around him.
A golden cocoon that was as big as five meters in diameter and had some sort of strange symbols on it that Kale had no idea about. But still, upon seeing it, she relaxed and released the breath that she had unknowingly harbored in her chest as it revealed to her that Sir Moon was alive and well and that he wouldn't die.
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But suddenly an orb of light suddenly popped out of the cocoon, specifically from the side facing her.
The orb was golden red in color and was gently falling to the ground.
Katu, who stood beside her, asked dubiously. "Did Sir Moon just give birth ?" Both of her eyebrows looked like they might touch her hairline any minute, and her face was pale as if she had just witnessed some horrifying truth. And Kale, as her mother knew what was on her mind even clearer than what she, herself thought. "No, Sir Moon is not a woman nor a man, Katu"
"Creator ?" Kale suddenly heard a sound of an little body.
Still crisp and innocent sound straight from the golden orb that was floating down.
Katu, her daughter without missing a bit mutters "He truly is a woman, Mother"
Suddenly the orb flew to the golden cocoon, and started embracing it. His coconut sized body squashing against the golden surface as he started rubbing himself on him while muttering. "Creator, i shall protect you"
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Serafall Levatian was putting it lightly, annoyed and angry.
At what? one might ask
To the Big Bad Angel who scared her little sister, So-tan, till she cried and trembled, therefore forcing her to cry out to her big sister in desperation.
Her cheek puffed up like a hamster at the thought, and her hand tightened into a fist. "Angel-kun, be prepared for a whacking of the century, for the magical girl Sera-chan would not let you go, Scot free," She said as she punched through the air while imagining the angel-kun begging for mercy and crying out. "I will get you, Magical girl Sera-chan, next time". While He was fleeing like a coward who only knows how to bully little girls.
While she was imagining it, she soon noticed that she had already come to her sister's school, in other words, where her sister was located currently.
So she just like how a proper sister should act, climbed through the windows of the room her sister was located. Jumped, no, hugged her sister from behind.
"Huaa? Sister ?" Sona, her sister, let out a startled cry as she turned to her. Her shocked expression slowly turned into an annoyed one as she tried to get her off of her. But as a proper sister, how could she allow it? Instead, she just hugged her tighter and started fake crying. "I thought you were almost dead. WAAAAHHH!" From her eyes, tears were falling like a crystallization of her anxiousness and sadness. Though it looked quite fake, still, her precious little sister wouldn't shrug her off when she was crying like this as she was her attentive and loving sister.
And just as she expected, Sona did not shrug her off, instead, her expression changed from annoyed to concerned and finally to a bit of annoyed acceptance as she wrapped her hands around her. "There there," she heard her sister mutter like a mother caring for one's kin. And as a proper sister, she wouldn't let this chance go as she started smelling her like a wind blower but in reverse.
After a minute or two of it, she reluctantly stops, as too much would make it impossible to get it next time, though she silently decided to lower the beating that she would give to the angel.
Now, instead of giving whacking of the century, she will give whacking of the decade, a full ten times lowered.
After that, she got to business.
She flew to where the angel was located but only saw a giant cocoon instead of the expected four-meter big, eye as a body angel. So she turned to the servant, the goblin named Kale, and asked a few questions. Which came out as exactly as what her precious sister wrote to her.
While she was questioning her, she on a whim wanted to read her mind or use a charm spell to double confirm it as an assurance. But stopped at the last second, because it would be demerital to the relationship of the factions. Though not much, but still a bit.
For example, if another faction scans the minds of their subordinate without care, it would always worsen the relationship between them, no matter how good it was.
Though most of the reason was that the angel that she came here for was off ultimate class, almost at the late stage of it from her estimation was nearby and the fact that the angel did nothing that warranted such action.
So she took the words of the goblin at face value and silently cast a decent frost spell on the angel as petty revenge for her sister instead of the whacking of the decade since the angel looked like it might just die any second. But, he wouldn't let him go scot-free, instead of him paying her by getting whacked by her, she would make the Heaven pay for scaring her sister and trespassing into a territory without any notice, especially since this territory houses sisters of two Maou's.
Especially those who like their sisters very much. Very
They wouldn't mind giving a nice dress or artifact that her sister liked or a person or two who her sister wanted to add to her peerage, right ?.
After that, she flew to where her sister was and spent a bit of time with her. Playing around with her and teaching her some magic. A thing that she hadn't done in recent times due to how busy she was. However, before she forgets, she should also contact heaven.
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(Heaven)
Heaven, a place where millions upon millions of Catholicism who lives on earth thinks to be a place of eternal rest and joy. The place where one would never have to worry about anything or worry about mundane things such as food or clothes.
A place that only one word could describe it, Paradise.
With endless white clouds that spanned as far as eye can see and the angels of various tier flying in the sky causing one to unconsciously to let go of all their worry and grievance as they enjoyed themselves.
Though this was only the first layer of the seven layers of system but for the souls who live here, it didn't bother them, in fact it only increased their faith and devotion with the fact that there are beings even more awe spring are living in upper layers.
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(explanation of the layers of heaven)
Second Heaven – The Cosmos Layer
This layer contains the artificial sky of Heaven and is a realm filled with countless stars and celestial bodies. It serves as a space where the angels can traverse and monitor the world.
Third Heaven – The Garden of Eden
A paradise-like realm filled with divine gardens, where Adam and Eve originally resided before the fall. It is said that this layer still holds the remnants of Eden and divine sanctuaries though it is only a rumor.
Fourth Heaven – The Realm of Angels
This is where the majority of the angels reside, including regular angels and mid-level angels. It is also where the training grounds for new angels are located.
Fifth Heaven – The Home of High-Ranking Angels
The domain of the cadres and powerful angels, including the Archangels who govern the different aspects of Heaven. This layer is more sacred and difficult to access than the previous ones.
Sixth Heaven – The Throne of God & System Control
This is the most important realm in Heaven, as it houses God's System, also known as the "Sacred Gear System." The "Throne of God" is located here, where Michael now governs in God's place after His death. The System of Heaven, a divine mechanism created by God, regulates Sacred Gears, blessings, and divine energy distribution.
Seventh Heaven – The Holy of Holies
The highest and most sacred layer of Heaven, where God's essence once resided. It is considered a forbidden place that only the highest-ranking Cadres and Seraphs can enter. Even Michael rarely enters this layer, though for different reason. As it reminded him of the one.
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And in the sixth layer of heaven where Sacred gear system was located, behind a massive desk sat an long blond haired and green eyed man who looks quite feminine with his eyes dropping down and faint smile forever adorned on his face. Behind him twelve wings could be seen sprouting from his back. And the wings, each and every one of them was colored gold symbolizing his position as the leader of the heaven with his creator gone and perished.
He was going through a stack of documents just like his opposite, the leader of devils Sirzechs Lucifer did. Suddenly he looked up from his documents and materialized a magical circle, from which an familiar feminine voice sounds.
"Greetings, Micheal-san. I hope you are having a good day."
Micheal politely nodded, still with his soft smile that reminded one of one's mother or ones family. "Hello, Serafall Leviaten, it has been a long time since we talked like this. Did you have something urgent to talk to ?"
The conversation started with greeting after which it turned to the incident of an ultimate class angel trespassing into devil's territory, specifically the sisters of Maous and that it was seriously injured. A thing that stunned Micheal to no end as he was sure that not a single angel, especially the ones who are in Ultimate class had not left heaven in recent time.
But as he continued listening, he realized that A new angel was born and that new angel was in ultimate class. Also it was seriously injured and in devil's territory through the fact that it was in human world relieved him quite a bit.
If an angel is in underworld, they would have to be extremely careful and vigilant as despite their relationship with devils, which was barely considered neutral relationship though almost falling into hostile. The devils wouldn't mind butchering any angel they come across.
Finally the conversation ends as they reach an agreement of heaven sending out a bit of a resource to devils. Though she wanted extra little resources to be sent to Sona Stiri and Rias Gremory, new generation of devils in secret. In exchange they would forget about this incident and will deliver the angel to them, safe and sound.
But Micheal stopped them when they proposed it, as every Ultimate class angel that was born is a boon to the heaven, he decided to send Gabriel to retrieve him. With the added fact of finally relieving Gabriel of her boredom.
With a final farewell, Micheal cuts of the connection and leans back. With a slightly softer expression on his face he stretched a bit. His body making some cracking sound that revealed how long he has been sitting and doing paper work.
He gaze up at the sky. A hopeful exhausted light flickering across his eyes. "Father, do you think heaven have a chance ?"