Thank to nintendoplayer96v8 for helping with grammar

Chapter 8

Author note : well I was going to write the ending of the invasion but then inspiration hit and what was meant to be a side story on why Mikhail has angel wings, so it has become its own chapter which just kinda happened out of nowhere so yeah this is canon now enjoy.

1 year and 1 month since Regulus foundation - dawn break - Blue tower.

*schliff schliff schliff schliff*

I rapidly flick through the gigantic pile of research paper and comb over my research again to make sure that I got everything right. Theoretically everything is in the right place and things should work as intended, but then again when you are meshing together metaphysic from different universes you could never know for sure what will actually happen.

The magical artifact before me is my own version of the Shurima sun disk, but heavily modified using magic from other universes to both improve upon its potency and substitute its missing element. The artifact may be running on different principles, but its purpose remains the same, which is God forging.

We have already planned out the campaign and schedule to carry it out in 2 months, but to be honest, I wasn't sure that I could take on the patriarch when the time came. With my now improved psionic ability, I was able to more accurately gauge the difference between our power and the odds is not that favorable.

If I was to fight the patriarch now I estimate that I would have a 30% chance of winning at my current rate of growth in another 2 month I should have a 50/50 chance of winning which is too close for comfort, plus this operation is too important to leave to a coin toss.

I needed a quick power boost to guarantee my victory, so this was my solution. I'm going to ascend myself. It took me a total of 5 months sporadically alternating between grinding gold to buy material and magic knowledge, in depth research to figure out how to fit everything together even discovering now law of magic along the way and painstaking detail construction before I managed to finally manage to complete this project.

The ascension disk utilize grace that has been treated in celestial magic as a stand in for celestial concept for the simple reason that celestial concept as they are in runeterra does not exist here or that they are too different to work as intended, the last thing I wanted to do is accidentally merging with a daemon. I could buy a celestial concept from the shop, but I don't have enough time right now to grind for something so expensive, plus I wouldn't even know which one I should choose, ...

I take out the container containing the special grace and attach it to the ascension disk, twisting the container clockwise so that it would slide and fit into place. As soon as I was done the disk began floating into the air, the rune upon it lighting up one by one glowing brighter and brighter with each passing golden platform which I stand upon started to open up revealing a staircase down into a large pool which consist of liquid mana and the water of life below I could already feel power pulsing through me just by dipping my toe into the pool but I go deeper swimming to the center of the pool and driving down submerging myself completely into it.

The warmth of the pool wraps around my body, rejuvenating, it is a wonderful feeling that makes you want to stay for as long as possible. The glow of the disk finally reach its zenith and with my final signal the radiant beam shoot down enveloping me saturating and me with power, but it doesn't stop there as the power keep flowing in, and I can feel my body and soul start to crack under the pressure, but then that was when the spell matrix of the pool kicks in as it begin to channel and releasing healing properties, mending my breaking vessel. The cycle of destruction and reconstruction continues, and with each passing moment I grow stronger and stronger, adapting to the power pouring into me by the ascension disk. The very essence of my being is reforged into something more, ...

Slowly the beam of power coming to the disk fades away as its energy is finally exhausted, the pool is drained of its magical liquid now only ankle deep and its spell matrix deactivated. I open my eyes to see my reflection in the water. My eye and hair is now dyed in the shade of light gold, which is also the color of my new wing. I remember that ascended can choose whatever form they wish to be during their ascension, but I didn't remember choosing to grow wings, maybe it is because I was a Nephilim or the fact that I use grace to fuse the ritual, ... but no matter the wings feel natural it felt like I had it all my life.

'Let take them out for a test drive.'

I teleported into the wasteland outside the base and with a single gentle flap I took off into the sky and in less than a second I went beyond the planet atmosphere and just floated in the emptiness of space for a moment feeling it frigid cold. I stared at the breathtaking view of the sun, moon and stars that now lay bare before me clear and unobstructed in silent awe and I decided to take a little trip.

Not only that, but I always wanted to go to the moon at least once in my life, sure this may not be the earth moon, but it is still a moon nonetheless. It took me about 10 minute before I landed on the moon, humming fly me to the moon the whole way. I jump around like a total fucking idiot for a while, finally sitting down on a rock to take in the view, the star they look so beautiful here and there are so many of them.

I was always a city kid who has never gone camping in his life. In the place that I lived in there were only ever a dozen or so stars in the sky at night and only when there was a black-out at night you could see even more but never too is just something magical about seeing the Milky Way with your own eyes for the first time that is simply indescribable that you need to experience to truly understand.

Then I look down at the planet below desolate and barren covered by thick dense clouds of black smog looking past the smog with my enhanced vision. I could still see geological traces of this world before the state it is in now. I see traces of where mighty rivers once flow, where grand mountains once stood, and where blue ocean waves splash upon beaches of golden sand.

The state this planet is in, is a reflection of the state of its people and the galaxy at large, broken and dying with fading memories from a better time. I reach out toward the planet to make it seem like I'm holding it in the palm of my hand before tightening it into a fist.

'I will save the world'