Second chapter get! Anyway, if anyone was wondering, there is no set schedule for releases. It is only as I get an inspiration to write. So far, I only have two main stories that I will be focusing on, this one here and one on royalroad. It's easier for me to write in fandoms because they already have their own established universes, characters, and whatnot. It's a lot harder making a story from scratch because of all the world-building and characters and relationships you have to convey to your reader. So, this story is to help if I get writer's block in my other story and to help my writing.

Enough of my bullshit, hope you enjoy.


Samael's POV

I recall hearing something when I was last freed about some organization attempting to release it. I guess they had succeeded if it's here right now looking down at me. I shakily stood up on my own two legs after who knows how long. I slowly got myself reacquainted with my body. I could still feel my reserves of energy at half due to being imprisoned for so long. I looked back on what was once my wings, seeing them different than they were before.

Now, they were just black skeletal bones with a blood red sharp edge protruding at the end dripping some of my blood. It looked like the three separate pairs of limbs interlocked to form one pair of skeletal wings. (AN1) The bottom two were the shortest, then the middle, then the top were the longest. I then looked upon my form in the shine of the blood staining the ground. I was deathly pale that I could be mistaken as a corpse if it weren't for the rise and fall of my chest. The glowing purple runes that covered my body slowly died down as I felt the curse weakening slightly before fading into my skin. I tried activating my curse, and I felt it flare up, the pain increasing many-fold and the runes appearing brightly once again. I stopped torturing myself and looked to my face. I had shaggy,unkempt grey hair grew down to my upper back and I had a full beard from my old age, matted with blood. My blood. It contrasted with the gray, giving it an ethereal sheen as it dripped down my chin. My eyes, were milky white, that seemed to glow when I summoned my power.

After giving myself a look-over and deciding what to change in my looks, I looked back up at my savior. Although, I still couldn't stop the flinch that appeared as I stared at the monstrosity before me.

"Are you done admiring yourself." It mused mirthfully. I had no idea whether or not to call it a male or female. I recall from long ago meeting the Ouroboros Dragon when it was visiting the lower world. I assume that Trihexa would be the same as it and be genderless and could take on either sex.

"Well, Hex-chan, what are your goals?" I ask, deciding just to label her as a female for simplicity's sake.

"Total Annihilation of everything." she announced, ignoring my view of her sex.

"Can I ask for something?" I question. If she had a regular face, then I'm sure that there would be an eyebrow raise. She motioned for me to continue. "I want you to leave the Biblical Seventh Heaven intact for a while."

"Oh, and why would I do that?" she purred maliciously, her necks coiling around me and trapping me in solid walls of muscle. "That is the cherished place of the man who not only imprisoned me, but you as well. You're not getting sentimental are you?"

I decide to give her a few points as to why it would be beneficial, before she gets... playful. "In that Heaven, there is the Sacred Gear system. I can tinker with it and make it so I can create myself my own weapon if we have the time. Also, we would have info on what they are planning. It would also be a huge 'fuck you' to that old man." I grin at the idea of his Heaven housing two people he seemed to hate.

"Hmm, well, you are correct in you needing a weapon. You are weak at the moment, but that can be rectified soon. For now, you will follow me and meet your teammates." she announced. I nodded, collecting the cross, takes, and bindings used on me. I feel like they would be useful to make a weapon in the future.


We were teleported into a clearing, where there were hundreds, if not thousands of fake dragons. Leading the pack were two large dragons who were conversing, until they noticed Hex-chan and myself. When their eyes roamed over me, I saw them shiver. They immediately flew over to us.

"Trihexa." they nodded their head to show their respect and subservience. They then turned their heads towards me. "And you are?"

I grinned up at them, an ominous smile stretching my lips. "Samael." I spoke, releasing the seal on the curse, causing almost every being in the vicinity to shiver aside from Hex-chan.

"Are you supposed to be insurance against us just in case?" Apophis spoke slowly, no doubt cautious of what my arrival could mean.

"I do not know. I was merely given freedom, and now I will help Hex-chan with her goals." I shrugged at them. I had gotten over my immense hatred of dragons after coming to terms with what I am. Now, my hatred is only directed against my brother. Sadly, I heard that he had died, leaving me without a target. I did not have anything against the children I once taught, but if I have to cut them down, I will.

"We must strengthen our little helper here. Azi, give the Sephiroth Graal you have to Samael." Trihexa ordered.

He looked over to me, then shrugged, tossing it over to me. I caught it, admiring the piece. "What is the thing's abilities?" I ask, wondering what use I have for it.

Apophis is the one who replied. "It helps you come into contact with the principle of life, allwoing you to revive people, if you have the power and/or the connection to summon them.

I got the idea Hex-chan was getting. I took a couple of moments, learning how to use the sacred gear. After a deemed myself proficient enough to use it, I summoned the being that Hex-chan and I were thinking of. The form started to take shape, a old man in white robes and flowing white hair and golden wings behind him. he opened his eyes that glowed golden, knowledge and wisdom behind them.

"What...?"

"Greeting, brother or should I say, Yehowah."

The Evil Dragons tensed in response while Hex-chan looked at me in amusement. The God of the Bible's soul looked exactly like me, only his hair was more clean and well-kept. The only difference was my eyes, which were a milky white from my blindness, and his were a shining golden. Yehowah looked around, stiffening at the sight of me and Hex-chan.

"What have you done...?" his voice trembled in fear as he stared up at the Apocalypse Beast.

"I did nothing, the people's descendants you threw from Heaven, are the ones who unleashed her." I clarified.

"Her?" they all looked at me. I shrugged it off, continuing my reason for summoning him.

"We are about to burn everything you have ever loved to the ground. I am in need of the knowledge to operate the Sacred Gear system, among other things. As such, be quiet and become one with me."

Yehowah backed up, attempting to run away. Apophis and Azi knocked him back to me, as he was in a weakened state.

"You fool!" he shouted. "You cannot absorb me."

"And why not? I am thou and thou art I." I mocked him. "We are two sides of the same coin. Equal halves of the same soul. You who believed himself incapable of evil and all the righteous, split your soul in half and created me. All that you hated. All that you despised. All that you believed you weren't. Well, let me tell you all you did was weaken yourself and cut off the part of you that helps make you understand what is good and what is evil. What helped make you a better person by being able to recognize what you are doing. But I am not here to judge you. For you are already dead, and means nothing to you. We are wasting our time here." I declare, approaching him.

He backs up, but my tongue darts out, consuming him. We could hear his screams of pain and his declarations of vengeance. After a moment, everything goes silent, as I finish consuming him. Memories and knowledge that wasn't there before streamed into my mind, giving me info on how to operate the system and create my own weapon.

"I know how to operate it. I can make my own weapon that is similar to the sacred gear, but doesn't rely on it." I announce.

"Why would it matter on whether or not it relies on the system?" Hex-chan asks me. I grin at them, Apophis understanding what that means.

"You don't need the Sacred Gear system anymore." he says shocked. "Without the Sacred Gear system, all Sacred Gears become next to useless."

I shook my head mournfully. "Not all, the Longinus will take a while to shut down. They would have a time limit to how long they would be able to use them, before they return back to the system until I collect or redistribute them."

Everyone can understand the meaning of my words. We would be able to cripple much of the fighting force of those opposed to us.

"Well, I guess out first plan of attack is on Heaven." Azi announces.

We nod, leaving to plan our strategy. I walk off to clean myself, and to prepare the best I could for the future where many of the children that I had taught will die by my hand.


AN1: Search God of War Ares and it's those limbs from his back, only more skeleton like instead of being insect-like.

So, there was a small nod to the Persona series because that was where I got the idea for how the God of the Bible would be like. He acts like that due to splitting his soul in half, creating the Evil(Samael) and the Good(Himself). So, he had become firm and ruthless in his belief that what he was doing was 'Good' and couldn't recognize that he was doing any evil.

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