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Chapter 23- Enter the Godhood

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I flew over the Jacksons, keeping a vigilant eye from the bird's view.

Percy was already starting to attract monsters, his aura simply too strong to ignore. And my job? My job was a fun one.

I just hurled down Holy spears like the judgement of God, incinerating monsters on the spot.

Another thing I'd learned after leveling up my Holy power skills was to form spherical arrays that sat above my shoulders, launching a continuous stream of Holy weapons at my Will. This freed both of my hands to do as I wished, cause I needed just a sliver of concentration to keep the arrays, one on each shoulder, running

The Array itself was a half-meter circular disc, similar to my demonic barrier but with its own unique symbols, glowing in a translucent white hue that represented Holy power. I'd unlocked the ability upon maxing out my Holy Weapon Creation skill.

Now, the result of that was two consistent streams of Holy spears that eradicated the approaching monsters down like a machine gun.

I followed after my charges absently, until the car finally came to a stop around the Montauk beach. The evening then proceeded with both the Jacksons spending time playing around in the water.

After an incredibly intense session of fucking, Sally had begged me to grant her this one wish. I'd agreed of course, feeling just the slightest bit guilty at having driven the woman to another day of soreness.

Sally was, afterall, still just a mortal. There was simply no way for her to keep up with me, but sometimes I lost myself in lust, pushing her a bit too hard.

This was simply my way of repaying the...debt? Sort of.

With the Jacksons busy, I spent my time practicing my monster slaying skills. Holy weapon creation wasn't the only thing that I'd maxed out afterall.

Maxing the flying ability was another seriously smart thing I could've done. The skill just basically made me immune to gravity, enabling me to take flight without a conscious thought, and with absolutely no help from my wings. I was now also clear of any danger of falling from the sky, as the skill granted me the ability to always be airborne. I could literally be smacked by a god, but I won't fall to the ground. The only way I can be on the ground without my consent is if someone literally dragged me down, or hit hard enough to make me unconscious.

So as long as I had my mind's faculties, my control over wind will enable me to bend it completely to my will.

Another thing I'd maxed out was divine Lightning bolt, unfortunately it was a bit of a disappointment, being the only skill to not give me an overwhelming ability at Lvl 10. It still provided huge benefits of course, just not as much as other skills.

At Lvl 10, I can now launch a bolt of divine lightning in just 1/100th of a second, wherever and whenever I wanted. Even if I was underground, the divine bolt will still try to drill through the ground to reach me. I also suspected that maxing this skill was the only reason I was able to create my most powerful attack:

The Holy Celestial Lightning Bolt.

This motherfucker of an attack was so disgustingly powerful, that I felt the gods should already start becoming wary of me. It was the epitome of destruction, easily the most powerful attack in my arsenal, being a full stage above even Lightning storm.

I only used it in the practice ground of Hephaestus, because I was sure that if I summoned that bolt right now, I could easily dig a hole straight through the lands of Montauk, directly to the ocean. The look on Hephaestus's face when saw it's power was enough of an indication for its impressiveness.

Unfortunately, at level 2, which it currently sat at, it took 8 full seconds of utmost concentration to summon it down.

Even with my enhanced mental stats, the only thing I was able to do in this timeframe was launch my automatic Holy spears. But even then, the array launched a single scrawny stick of Holy spear per 10 milliseconds.

Still, the fact that it was powerful enough to actually injure a god more than made up for it. Just a single bolt could probably put a minor god right out of commission. And this was with just 648 spirit. With 648 spirit, I could match a damage level of a true god's attack.

Last but not least, was Electric Discharge.

When I maxed this skill, a very... peculiar thing happened. The electrical particles' whole nature seemed to change, and they no longer felt just soothing to me, they became...warmer? Sort of. I couldn't rightly describe it well, and for the longest time I hadn't know what exactly changed.

Oh, my control over electricity had certainly improved, and so did the way I could use them; like making ropes of electricity midair, combusting the air itself to produce electricity. Yeah, I did a lot of cool stuff with my new control and manipulation over electricity.

But I knew, just instinctively, that those weren't the biggest change it went through. It was only when I started training Percy in the use of his water abilities, did I finally figure it out. Just like water was able to heal Percy, electricity could do so for me as well. I'd observed the way his divine energy worked, and replicated the process.

This method was way better than sleeping for 6 hours. I just needed to meditate for a few seconds and boom! A minor cut disappeared! I was sure the effect will increase as my level in this new skill increased. Oh yes, did I forgot to mention? It actually created a new skill! Crazy right?

Electrical Healing (Lvl 3)

Yep, I'm so lucky. Basically, the ability that I'd gotten at Electric Discharge Lvl 5, to plug my fingers into a socket and recharge myself...has turned from simply recharging to healing. As long as there was any flow of electricity in the surrounding, I just needed to access it, and I'll heal myself rapidly.

My attention was abruptly taken down by the Jacksons, hearing Sally's voice rising in pitch and temper.

I flew down to them as a feeling of restless urgency seemed to have overtaken them.

"Sally?" I asked.

A look at me and her tense face was instantly washed with relief. "Oh, Mikael! Thank the gods! Please, we must hurry. Percy, he...he witnessed the fates sniping his threads."

I turned to look at him, confused and alarmed. "When did this happen?"

The poor boy looked doubly nervous as he stared at us both. "Wh-when you were sleeping. The bus stopped for a minute...ah, some kinda engine problem or something."

"Not too long then. Alright c'mon, I think it's time I show you the camp. Sally, go back home. I'll drop Percy."

"No!" Sally interrupted as she came back with all their stuff. "I'm coming too! Please, I need to...say goodbye."

I hesitated for just a second before deciding.

'What the hell? I was almost a minor god now. Surely I could protect an extra person.'

I nodded. "Sure. We'll drop Percy, then I'll drop you."

"No!" She protested again. "You can't do that..i mean.."

I tsked irritably. "Woman, you are confusing me. Stop being so female for a second. What do you want?"

She blushed scarlet. "Let's go in the car?" She finally mumbled. "Please?"

I looked at the small Camaro, barely capable of sporting 4 people. The rear seats especially looked cramped as hell.

"That tiny dingy?"

My expression must've been telling cause the younger Jackson snorted in amusement.

"I can create one from scratch, if you guys keep a look out for a bit."

"Wait, how–"

And in front of their shocked and awed eyes, I did indeed create an SUV from scratch.

Yes, I knew exactly what a car should have, to make it run faster. My imagination was already powerful, but with those 4 points in intelligence and level 9 in object creation, I found my creations taking a new turn. I now no longer had to know every nook and cranny of objects I may wish to create. The car's engine, for instance, was created purely through my imagination.

Honestly, if someone asked me which of my three powers were more important to me, I wouldn't be able to answer with any confidence whatsoever.

Divine Power gave me full control over wind, air, lightning, and thunder. And I had a complete path straight to Godhood with my own Divine Authority. Who wouldn't want that?

But Holy Power gave me multiple sets of majestic wings, every pair of which brought with them 50 levels for my own leveling pleasure. If I was able to unlock all 6 sets, then I'll be getting a grand total of 300 levels solely from the wings without any effort of my own. Plus the wings provided physical increment of their own, and all this without taking my new Holy spears in consideration.

Then there was Demonic Power, which was basically just a cheat code into the world of power and creation. Do whatever the fuck you want, make whatever the hell you can. It also had potential to replicate any power ever, as long as you have the Will and Imagination to produce them.

What would you choose? What would a common man choose? I couldn't answer.

But as I basked in the awed looks of the Jacksons, I realized I won't be able to live without any of them, now that I've tasted and experienced these powers personally. They were a part of me and my soul, and parting with them would be akin to tearing apart a piece of myself.

'Fuck, I'm such a power whore.'

But then again, who wouldn't be? Cause I realized how massively unique my existence was, even without weighing the Gamer abilities in.

Once I master all three of these energies, could anyone truly be my opponent? Only time will tell.

I finished making the car soon; Volkswagen Atlas model. Belatedly I realized this car actually didn't exist in today's market. If I remembered correctly (I did), then this thing was released only in 2017-18, and we were still more than a decade away from that time.

'Damn, why did I never take advantage of my future knowledge?'

Oh yeah, cause I couldn't be bothered with the mortal world.

"Alright C'mon, hop in." I waved towards the Jacksons as I took the driving seat. "Leave the pig's car alone, I'll do the world a mercy and set it on fire."

Any protests from Sally were drown out by Percy's enthusiasm at the idea, and my promise to later gift away the SUV.

In the next second, we were off like a rocket, zooming down the countryside to reach the farm road, with me occasionally launching a few Holy spears here and there.

I was...a little rusty in my driving. It has been more than a decade since I last drove, plus my perception of speed was no longer what it used to be.

Where previously 80 miles per hour might feel like a taboo speed, even 100 miles/h was now making me feel as if we were stuck in slow motion.

Which is why our ride was a little... bumpy.

"Are you angry that we're in a car? Or do you just want to kill us anyway?" Percy sniped at me from behind.

"Shut up, brat. The thing is slower than a turtle, what am I supposed to do?"

"Man... I really don't want to meet this Greek turtle if that's true." The sarcastic little shit quipped from behind.

"Watch it prissy, Or I'll throw you down a Dragon's gullet soon."

"Wait, there are dragons in America!?"

"Oh, you've got no idea.." I muttered absently, my eyes rounding upon the form of a huge bull charging towards us. "What the hell is that thing doing here?"

I heard sounds of exclamation from behind as Percy yelled out. "Is that the Mino–um!?"

"Don't say his name, Percy." Sally warned with a hand over his mouth. "Names have power. Call him Pasiphae's son."

I swerved the vehicle to one side with a sharp turn, passing the huge lumbering bull by a few feet. My one hand left the steering wheel and launched a couple of quick Holy spears directly in its back, incinerating half of it's body away instantly.

We drove away too quickly for me to see if it was alive, but I would assume so for I receiver no Xp.

"That thing shouldn't be alive." I announced, feeling troubled. "I killed it twice in two years, even though monsters usually take decades to regenerate. It should've stayed dead for the next century."

"Wait...that thing was the real deal? As in the one Theseus killed!?" Percy asked incredulously.

"Yeah yeah, the same one. Theseus was just the first one to do the deed, so to say. Quite a few demigods have killed it over the last few centuries."

"Mom, I don't think the Greeks know the meaning of death." Percy muttered quietly.

"Don't diss the Greeks, Percy. You are one of us now. And didn't I already explain how gods are immortal to you? Well...the same applies to monsters too."

Amidst the crackling of thunder and heavy rain, we finally reached the farm road.

The farm road was a pretty straight road, enable me to push our speed to it's limit. Halfway down the road however, I felt a... premonition. A divine presence.

Acting instantly, I slammed down the car breaks as the smell of burning ozone and divine energy filled my senses. "Hold on!"

The bolt of lightning that struck down contained none of my father's divinity, as it slammed into the asphalt just a few meters away from our car.

A massive boom of thunder filled our ears, and the force behind lightning made our whole car shake, making me lose control of the vehicle as it started for a dusty trail away from the farm road. The SUV ran over several tall shrubs and vines before hitting a large stone that turned our entire vehicle spin around, finally slamming into a tree. The sudden force made my head crack upon the steering wheels, breaking the thing in two, while the Jacksons were still yelling in alarm and panic.

"Hold on, you two!" I yelled back. "I'll check who-!"

I'd barely kicked out the door when a meaty hand suddenly took hold of my throat from above, making me grunt.

With the slightest bit of disorientation and confusion, I tried to escape from its grasp with pure strength but the thing might've as well been made of adamantine for all the difference I made. The powerful being pulled me out of the car with a simple tug, tearing through glass and metal as easily as paper.

Finally, I bought my mind under control and dispersed a wave of static electricity throughout my body. The being jerked back with a curse, his hands twitching in shock, but didn't let go. Instead, It charged me back like a rag doll and threw me away deeper inside the forest at a stupidly ridiculous speed.

I broke through multiple trees with my body before finally come to a stop against a giant boulder, sending deep cracks throughout the stone as I slammed upon it.

I pushed myself up slowly, rage coursing through my veins as I glared above. The being didn't bother with the Jacksons, slowly approaching me with the confident gait of a god.

'So Hera finally made a move huh? Doesn't matter. The bastard's has made a huge mistake, and I'll show it exactly how.'

With a simple thought, the storm-breaker gloves were in my hands, extending into dual blades of celestial bronze and adamantine, glinting white and blue under the moon's rays.

[Stormbreaker (Divine): Made of Adamantine and Celestial Bronze. The weapon increases the user's control and Authority over Wind, Lightning, and Thunder. 30 to Spirit, 10 to Strength, Speed, and Dexterity.]

I observed the being as it slowly, unhurriedly, approached me.

Heracles

Race: God

Tier: 7 (Minor God)

Current Tier: 6 (Divine)

Level: 636 (Divine Form) [Max]

Current Level: 586 (Mortal Form)

Divine Power: 2,750,000/2,750,000

Stamina: 2,775,000/2,775,000

Health: 2,700,000/2,700,000

Stats

Strength: 810 (910)

Speed: 335 (435)

Dexterity: 440 (540)

Endurance: 555 (655)

Constitution: 540 (640)

Mental: 58

Spirit: 550 (650)

Surprised, I looked up as the once great hero Hercules dragged behind him a club, the Nemean lion's pelt wrapped up around his shoulder.

"Out of all the gods and goddesses, I expected you to be the least likely to ever accept her orders." I said disappointedly, truly surprised that Hera sent this guy to kill me. And even more surprised that he accepted. "You've truly fallen from what you once were."

"You are right." The god admitted with a sigh, making me furrow my brows. "Had I been a mortal still, I would've helped you escape that bitch's wrath. I feel for you, brother, truly I do. Alas, my decision is not in my hand. Beings higher than you and me are at play here. I can only do as I was bid."

The god gave a bitter chuckle.

"Don't say I didn't warn you." I flared my wings to their full might and four snow white wings with golden tips, blacks stripes, and sparks of electricity dancing around them alighted the immediate area around me with their presence.

As I felt my strength and speed increasing, I looked at the god with a tilted head. "Prepare yourself."

And then I was off in a blur of white and gold, crossing the 50 meters distance between us in a single millisecond, breaking multiple barriers of sounds. My swords were reared back, strong currents of electricity coursing through them.

My electricity had already been powerful enough to give him a real shocker earlier, but when Stormbreaker's 30 spirit were added to my power? The god was a goner.

Heracles barely managed to bring his club between us, but I vaulted over it, my swords striking his head. Again, he jerked just enough to let the hits fall upon his shoulders, the lion's pelt saving him from being torn apart in three. And then his club was upon me, swinging with divine dexterity and forcing me to dive away from it's path.

The club struck upon the earth with the force of a god, shaking the very ground beneath us like a 9.5 magnitude earthquake that sent deep cracks into the ground, creating wide fissures and holes all around the place. I quickly took to the air to keep my balance, and kept flying upwards to create some distance to start peppering the god from above.

But the plan quickly fell apart when my gaze fell down incredulously upon a squatting Hercules with his hands in the air, as if preparing to follow me.

The god couldn't fly, but the heavily-muscled bastard was so strong that he jumped over 200 meters in an instant, and quickly started catching up to me.

Two arrays of Holy light formed upon my shoulders, firing multiple shots of Holy weapons, while I directed Stormbreaker to launch thick bolts of electricity at the rapidly approaching Heracles.

The god once again hid behind his club, letting my Holy spears and electrical bolts to slam upon the weapon and lion's pelt. While the pelt was fine, his club had inch deep cuts and cracks upon it from tanking my magical might.

Still, the god might be safe but the force behind my attacks blasted him backwards. I raised my blades to the sky and just in 1/100th of a second, the level 10 divine lightning bolt slammed upon the falling god.

But the god's turned body meant that the bolt slammed into his pelted back, shielding him from being obliterated. Unfortunately for Hercules, the lightning bolt splashed like liquid, sending golden veins of divine electricity extending in the air and covering his whole body in spasms.

With no longer being able to control his motors, Heracles slammed upon the earth in a boom of sound, shaking the entire land as he formed a crater beneath him.

I wasted no time, diving towards the dizzy god like a meteor, with my blades cocked back to finish the shocked god as he slowly bumbled to his feet.

The god barely managed to hide behind his club again as my blades struck, but I didn't let off.

He may be more stronger than me, but I was just as faster than him. I kept myself afloat in midair and attacked with a speed and intensity he couldn't match.

My swords started to dig deep trenches of cuts on his faces and neck, making him drip down golden ichor, even as his entire body twitched with electricity. The god roared in pain and anger, the manticore's venom already starting to affect him.

But his roar contained a flicker of his divine authority, and it's force was so powerful that I found myself blasted away. I quickly manipulated the air to turn back towards the twitching and writhing god, but spotting the familiar increase of power stopped me in place.

"Curse you, boy." The god growled out, touching his injuries softly. His eyes widened as he his hands came out golden and glittering. "You almost killed me. Shouldn't have underestimated you. Damn this, and damn that stupid little bitch's orders."

Little bitch? Hera? Well, I couldn't call her little but bitch she surely was.

I retreated further as the god started glowing in a golden hue.

'The bastard's taking his divine form.'

"You will actually fall even further?" I asked incredulously. "Don't you have any shame? Taking your divine form to fight a mortal?"

"You're no mere mortal, and I don't care." The god of Strength replied tartly. "I'm already stuck between two hard rocks. Can't afford to let my honour strike me down."

The god released a golden radiance that cocooned his entire body. Supernova blasted outwards from him, inflaming our entire surrounding alight. The trees melted away, the land scorched black, and between the destroyed forest, Hercules, the god of Strength, stood tall and proud.

Even his injuries from earlier melted away to show flawless skin and muscles of a handsome god. The club slowly transformed with him, and I looked on in slight surprise as the god now stood almost 2 meters tall, naked except the lions pelt and a black skirt covering his midst, while his club became a spear with Hydra's venom glinting upon it.

"Can't fight such a slippery opponent with a club now, can I?" He said, cracking his neck slightly. His rich voice was filled with power and strength. "I'd heard you can survive the true form of a god. It would've been better had you simply died from looking upon my true might. A much more painless death."

Heracles

Race: God

Tier: 7 (Minor God)

Level: 636 (Divine Form) [Max]

Divine Power: 6,500,000/6,500,000

Stamina: 5,550,000/5,550,000

Health: 6,400,000/6,400,000

Stats

Strength: 910

Speed: 435

Dexterity: 540

Endurance: 555

Constitution: 640

Mental: 58

Spirit: 650

'...I can't fight him.' I realized, now worried. 'I can't fight a tier 7 being.'

The difference in tiers kept increasing with each one. I was barely able to defend myself against a crippled tier 6 dragon when I was at the peak of tier 5.

Now? There was no chance. But that didn't mean I wouldn't try my fucking best.

Plus, I did have a way to close this gap a little: Stat points.

Mikael

Age: 13

Race: God/Angel/Devil Hybrid

Tier: 6

Level: 586

Divine Power: 3,237,490/3,240,000

Holy Power: 3,238,939/3,240,000

Demonic Power 3,240,000/3,240,000

Stamina: 2,930,000/2,930,000

Health: 3,030,000/3,030,000

Stats

Strength: 596

Speed: 626

Dexterity: 616

Endurance: 586

Constitution: 606

Mental: 48

Spirit: 648

Points: 58

I've been waiting for those 58 points to turn 60 for over half a year now, but failed to Level up even a single time. So 58 was still 58. And my plan to increase my intelligence and wisdom in one go was now cut off abruptly.

The reason I'd wanted to boost my intelligence was so that I could finally level up my object creation to max. But that plan will have to be shelved for a long long time now. Cause there was absolutely no doubt where I needed to put my points in.

Spirit was the only combat stat that doesn't care about tier. My magical attacks had almost managed to kill a minor god in his mortal form. And I needed to maintain that advantage, now that his spirit has increased by 100.

So without further ado, I put the full 58 points in spirit.

Spirit: 706 (30)

'Now we're talking' I smiled.

Sure my stats may have become unbalanced, with my raw power far surpassing my physical prowess, nut atleast I had a chance of surviving now.

"Come then, little brother." The God of Strength growled out, his spear's tip rising to point at me. "Enjoy your last fight with the grace of a warrior, and be honoured to fall at the hands of the mighty Heracles."

I changed my own twin blades into the spear form. Short swords would be a bad match-up for spear when my opponent was strong enough to crush me like a twig. Getting inside his guard would bring more risk to me than to him. It was better to keep my distance.

Plus I was more skilled with a spear, and I needed every advantage I could get.

This time, the god initiated the bout, leaping towards me like a prying mantis.

Even his speed was ridiculous now, atleast 4-5 times faster than mine, which meant with his strength he'd only need to slap me lightly and I'll be a wet golden stain on the ground.

I did the only thing that comes to one's mind when a 2 meters tall, highly muscled creature, glowing with golden radiance starts jumping towards you: Move out of his way.

So I blasted upwards, flying faster than I've ever flown, and dodged him by a full foot.

But even then, Hercules was fast enough to twist up, almost managing to snag my feet. But a sudden blast of wind prevented that from happening, forcing him down and finally launching me into the air completely.

I didn't stop flying, cause I just realized I didn't need to fight this guy. I just needed to escape, and wait till I reached Tier 7 myself.

And escaping should've been easier; I could fly. He can't.

That idea was quickly shot down when the strong freak reused his earlier tactic, jumping straight up. In the next instance, he was besides me, his spear cocked back to make me a flying barbeque.

I barely managed to block his thrust, bringing down my spear horizontally with both hands to hopefully absorb the blow.

Nope.

The force behind his attack punted me away like a volleyball, and it took all my authority over wind to finally stop my uncontrollable flight after a whole second. A second might not seem much, but I'd been thrown away almost 30 klicks in this time.

'Fuck's sake.'

Thankfully, he had no control over his jumps and so he dropped back down to the ground instead of following after my flailing body. Unfortunately, just when I got my wings back in control and started flapping away, the god too reached the ground and immediately gave chase.

But now I had the time to consolidate, and be ready for him.

Two Holy arrays once again opened up at my shoulders, restarting their terror upon the ground. Their range was massive, and a single spear covered over a distance of 50 kilometers in tenth of a second.

My spirit powered the spears and so fast did they move, that even Hercules had trouble dodging them. He danced between the spears continuously, his eyes now fixed in the air as my arrays rained down the holy judgement upon him.

Now we were even.

With a jubilant laugh, I pointed Stormbreaker to the sky and bought down another bolt of divine lightning, making the dancing god bend over and take the bolt on his back, hiding beneath the shell of his pelt like a turtle. The force of my attack buried Heracles inside the ground, forming a crater around him which was visible even from up here.

I laughed again, this time in relief and happiness. 'I was worrying for nothing.'

So what if he was a god who could twist me like a fly? My raw power surpassed his by a lot, and I had way too many overpowered abilities to go down so easily, even though i was a full tier below him.

My laughter stopped however, when Hercules clutched his lion's pelt up like a curtain, letting my continuous magical assault pepper into him. I couldn't see what he was doing behind the curtain, so when he suddenly dove to the front and threw his weapon at me, I had no time to plan properly.

Through sheer instinct, Stormbreaker came in front of me protectively, blocking the 7 feet long spear that rocketed towards me faster than my Holy spears.

The spear struck the handle of my own spear, forcing me back, but I instantly got myself under control, willing the air to cushion me.

I looked for the god, only to be met by the flying figure of Hercules as he took my momentary distraction to close the distance between us. The arrays on my shoulder were still active, and my Holy spears dug inside the back of his naked palms as he held his pelt in front like a shield.

I quickly tried to fly away but the god managed to barely but surely grip upon one of my lower wings. A concentrated beam of wind shot at his face, completely crushing his nose while his face caved in slightly.

but the resilient bastard held on, even as tears and ichor flew past his face, intruding upon his vision. And then, with a simple tug of his other hand, he tore my lower left wing in half just an instance before my bolt of electricity took him in the chest, throwing him off.

I bellowed out in pain, wind rushing through my ears as I fell to the ground in a freefall, trailing golden ichor and blood behind me in the sky.

My pain resistance and Gamer's mind barely managed to bring me back to senses a mere 100 meters away from land, and my Wind manipulation and max flying kept me from crashing into the lane of houses under me as I glided down towards the earth safely.

The gaze of pain was soon reduced to a mere stinging as the initial shock wore off, and what replaced it was pure...rage.

My glaring eyes turned just in time to witness the bastard jump back into the air again, his eyes searching for my figure. When they did find me, I stared back with all the rage I felt.

I was done trying to run. Hercules shall live no more past this day.

He went back down as gravity took hold of him, and I pushed myself to stand with gritted teeth.

I closed my eyes, waving my spear around me to form a whirlwind of hypersonic cyclone. Lightning flashed across my storm, winds howled by it's presence, and as my eyes took in Hercules' rapidly approaching form, I let my level 8 Lightning Storm dominate the earth around me.

With Stormbreaker in my hand and Lightning storm around me, I met the god in a clash of Celestial Bronze. His Strength surpassed mine tenfold, but I simply deflected his thrust enough that his hand entered my lightning storm. The god jerked back with a curse as his hand clamped up in shock, and my spear almost took off his head.

But the god successfully managed to retreat, sporting a bleeding cheek on his already bloodied face.

"What in the name of blackened fate is that?" Heracles asked, scowling incredulously.

I snarled. "Something that will kill you."

Then, with a yell, I pushed my hands down to the ground and filled the whole 10 kilometers of ground around us with my lightning. The moist ground conducted electricity almost as good as any wires, forming pathways of currents that granted me access.

The god was dead, he just didn't know it yet.

The wary Heracles tried to run out of the lightning land, but I became one with lightning itself, diving inside the ground to follow my self-created path.

[Skill Leveled Up: Lightning Travel] Lvl 5

I came out of the ground directly behind the startled god, my lightning storm quickly ensnaring him inside it's cage.

The god struggled to move, barely managing to raise his palm to block my spear thrust. The Celestial bronze tip of Stormbreaker pierced the god's hand, coming out from the other side with liquid gold dripping down.

The god screamed in pain and fury.

The power behind his voice was so high that I couldn't even maintain my grip on the spear and was blown back into a concrete house, destroying the entire structure only to be thrown out of the other side.

My momentum did not stop, blowing me clear through dozens of structures in rapid succession until I slammed into a truck, crunching it down in two before I finally managed to swerve in the air. I didn't stop there, pushing down on the pain of my stinging wing as I flapped through the air to avoid any further attacks.

Catching a slight breath, I took a quick peek back at the ground to find my opponent, only for my eyes to take in the absolutely demolished neighborhood. I winced slightly, realizing the cause to be my Lightning storm, which was still revolving around me protectively.

Dozens of buildings and houses had disintegrated into dirt, along with all the vehicles that came into contact with my power. The mortals weren't spared either, and I could see their melted and undone bodies littering the ground, some even with cameras in their hands. And not just a single neighborhood either. The force behind Heracles scream had pushed me back dozens of kilometers.

Half of the city was probably in ruins right now.

Even more died by simply looking at at the god as he charged at me like hulk incarnate. But Heracles did not care.

The outraged being had eyes only for me as he stepped through anything that came in his path, crushing it underneath his boots.

He came at me like a madman, with true bloodlust in his eyes and a visible reddish aura surrounding him.

His pelt had fallen off somewhere, and sensing his vulnerability, I met him in a clash of power.

My lightning storm quickly restricted his movements, dispersing his red aura. But again, the god didn't seem to care. Even as his skin started melting, the god kept going, like a berserk who's lost all his senses and only had one thing in mind: My death.

He threw a wild punch, only to be met by a 9 layered demonic barrier. But the mad god simply kept punching non-stop with abandonment, and broke through the barrier in 2 shots.

So fast and strong was he, that I could do nothing as he ran himself into me, picking my body up by the waist to take me along on his journey through the mortal lands, slamming me into anything that came in his way.

My back broke through concrete walls, steel, and god knows what metals. The pain was almost surmountable when I heard my back cracking, not from the concrete, but from him squeezing me so tightly. I almost cried out when I felt my torn wing being treated similarly.

I tried whacking the crazy god, my fists slamming into his skull like a sledgehammer. But the Berserk bastard shrugged them off, just roaring like a wild animal.

A desperate plan formed in my mind, and the next time I was slammed into a huge building, I bound all the debris in a huge net of air and dragged them into Heracles' face. Pieces of Metal, concrete, sharp glass, and a whole lot of unholy debris buried themselves into his face, all of it entering his orifices.

As the god flinched back from the debris, one of his hands left me and shielded his own face.

Finally managing to focus slightly, I summoned back my weapon, and a white glove materialized around my hand.

And I struck immediately.

My glove extended into its spear form, and with all my remaining strength I buried it's tip deep inside his unprotected neck.

He could do nothing but look incredulously as my spear sliced through his throat like tofu. His body was already broken and melted due to continuous contact with my lightning storm, this was simply the final nail in his coffin.

He dropped me, lucidity returning in his eyes as he stumbled back. His hands touched his throat tenderly, gripping the place where my spear was lodged in.

I let myself fall on my back tiredly, no longer caring about the god. The storm around me quietened down as Pain filled exhaustion beat in my chest. I closed my eyes, and only one thought resounded in my chest.

'I did it. I killed a god.'

Unfortunately, Fates seemed to have made it their personal goal to make this day the most disappointing one in my life. Cause I felt it then: The divine authority over Strength, encompassing the entire area around me.

I turned slightly to see Hercules flashing in pure energy and disappear in front of my eyes.

Sighing, I dropped my head back on the ground, praying to anyone who could hear me to let the bastard be dead.

But when the familiar ringing of level ups didn't enter my ears, I knew- The god escaped to fight another day.

[Legendary Achievement Unlocked: Into the big leagues now]

-Defeat a god before turning 16.

Reward: 15 Levels, 1 to all skills, 1 to Divine Authority

'Well, there's that atleast.'

I accessed my inventory and removed three cubes of Ambrosia, popping all of them into my mouth together.

Hoping to hit a mostly disappointing day with a splash of happiness, I opened my notifications.

You have entered the 7th Tier (Minor God)

'Final-freaking-ly. The 7th tier. Now I'm in the same league as mother.'

If only this happened before my fight with Heracles, I wouldn't be laying here with a broken back and a ruined wing.

'Fuck's sake.' I sighed.

Belatedly I remembered about the Jacksons, and quickly sat up with groan. I opened my upper status to see how bad my injuries actually were.

Mikael

Age: 13

Race: God/Angel/Devil Hybrid

Tier: 7

Level: 601

Divine Power: 87,000/6,500,000

Holy Power: 980,900/6,500,000

Demonic Power: 3,150,000/6,500,000

Stamina: 650,070/6,010,000

Health: 230,000/6,210,000

'Yeah, I'll survive.'

I quickly stood up and sucked back my wings. They still hadn't regrown, and flying with them would be 40% foolishness and 60% pain. Instead, I simply jumped up and took off into the sky, flying using just my Air and Wind manipulation.

I needed to reach Percy.

I looked at the sun and noticed it hadn't been long. The fight between me and Heracles must have lasted for barely a few minutes at most. Though to me it felt like hours.

As I passed over the city, my eyes took in the horrid scene below me. The land was torn asunder, while the few building and houses that weren't thoroughly eradicated littered the roads in form of concrete and debris pieces. I usually never felt guilty about doing amoral things; may it be fucking another's wife or hypnotizing irritating strangers. But as my eyes took in the ruined city below me, I left the slightest bit of guilt and hollowness assault me.

Could I have stopped the fight? No, that's stupid. Hera wanted me dead and Hercules came sniffing.

Could I have shifted our fight location? I don't know. I mean sure, theoretically I simply needed to fly towards long Island sound and continue our fight over water or something. But in practice? Yeah, no. Heracles barely gave me the time to move, let alone shift our fight path. Hell most of this damage was caused by me getting swatted around like a fly.

But even knowing there was nothing I could've done, I still flew through the air with a hollow heart. I gave a genuine prayer perhaps for the first time; to Thanatos, to Anubis, to Osiris, to Hel, to Shinigami, to Yama, and anyone else who will judge the souls that were unfairly departed today.

May the souls rest in peace.

AN: A big chapter, all for the viewing pleasure of you all! Let me know if it was enjoyable.

And Mikael is finally a minor god! Cheers and celebrations! Those who've forgotten, it means he's now equal to a Satan.

Also, the name shifting between Heracles and Hercules is intentional. Hope no one was confused by that. Hercules is one of the few gods who were said to be mostly unaffected by their roman counterpart, cause he just never developed an alter personality.

Well, that's it for this chap. Let me know what you thought in the comments, and rate the fight scene from 1 to 10.

Now some review answering! I've decided to regularly do this cause I've stopped replying through pms as well. And I'm not putting the original review, just replying to respective posters.

Osiris Sundavr: I do have plans for the peerage system, though there's still quite a lot of time for that. And sorry but no Sally (lol). His list of partners have already broken through the roof. I'll release the list in the next chapter.

Boba the Mando: He was 17 in his previous life. Now he's 13 and going through puberty. Nuff' said.

Ultimatedaywriter: Thnx mate!

Exarga: Mate, I want to say this in the nicest way possible but that's impossible, so here goes: You are deluded. Very much so. I did not add the warnings after you told me to, they were there since I first started posting fanfiction on this site; i.e 5th of November. You just didn't bother reading them before you started talking shit.

vbbcanz: Lol no. There won't ever be Ntr for the MC, though he will be ntring others. You have to realise, this fic is quite wishfullfillmenty, so I definitely won't add bs like that. In any of my fics actually.

Uday Sra: Thnx man, and yeah I've stopped paying attention to people like them (mostly).

TheDarkLord666: Gabriel is the ultimate waifu. I don't even have to release the pairing list to say this lol.

ItzREDOne: Even if Gabriel hadn't been in the harem, she would've never gone back to Zeus. That ship had sailed a long time ago.

Joe Lawyer: Thnx for the review, and yeah I'm still experimenting with the smut aspect. Size, details etc etc. And yes, Mikael is definitely going to gain much from it, which you'll be seeing soon.

Kulha: People shit on my fic all the time, I don't ever delete their reviews. But if they lie just to get back at me, cause I'm not listening to their parade, surely that's up for moderation.

Sypho Dias: Nah, don't worry about that. I have something else planned with it, but giving away the tech is not it.

l-ZED-l: Thnx bud, appreciate it.

Shaedy Hoe: Cause my dumbass self didn't know they can be confused, back when I started writing this fic. Though they are actually different, atleast in this fic. Dexterity is supposed to be reaction/flexibility, different from speed. Constitution is supposed to be vitality, endurance- stamina.

And we're done for today! There were a lot of really supportive reviews last chapter, completely drowning the hateful ones. So you all have my biggest thnx. I'm not replying to all but rest assured I'm definitely reading them.

Hope you all enjoyed this chapter as well.

The next chap is for strange old world on 5th, and next Mortal god chap is on 11th.

Till then, take care and peace!

P.S: I've closed guest moderation. One guy shouldn't be able to influence that.