Chapter 3: The Great Battle

Araqlun, God's Chambers

3 days before Great Battle -

God was NOT having a good time, no scratch that a downright, horrendous, terrible time.

"What do you mean I'm going to die in battle?" God asked his dearest daughter Gabrielle, The Great Seraph ranked 3 in the heaven totem pole. You see, God was in a tight bind and needed to figure out a way to end this 2000 year war that had been going on since Lucifer had been casted out. Heaven was NOT the place it once was God was losing power, Angels were Falling.

"Father its the Angels! Can't you see the great prophecy is coming to fruition, you will perish in the next battle it has been foretold!" Gabrielle informed her father, her beautiful blonde hair was tight in a ponytail, her face the definition of no-nonsense.

This wasn't news to God. When He was "Birthed" By the Void, there was only him and the knowledge of a prophecy given to him by the Void itself. Its exact wording was only known by God but, the one he spread across heaven went like this;

The day the wicked reaches paradise will be end, Heed the birth of those covered in Sin, For they shall birth a child with wings of Night, Who will forever change the destiny of all those who hold Life.

God wasn't a fool, he had the power to kill the devil spawn of the underworld the moment the first generation ( there's been 4 so far ) decided war against The Creator was a good idea but, he couldn't because;

1. He would Never Kill something that holds life created by him.

2. The Prophecy. He couldn't act irrationally and unknowingly speed up the timing of the prophecy, No; He needed to bide his time and prepare.

"This isn't supposed to happen, not yet" God turned away and mumbled to himself. "What of the Fallen? What are they up to ?" God asked Gabrielle. As the 3rd ranking Angel, she was the Information Commissioner of Heaven, which meant nothing got past her extensive network of spies across the realms. Gabrielle looked at her father and sighed heavily. It was not good.

"The Fallen have taken residence in the parts of the Underworld Lucifer hasn't discovered yet, They're waiting for the right moment to strike again Father." Gabby explained, her face gaunt from the fear of having to battle her fallen brothers and sisters again.

The Fallen were a mistake, they were never supposed to come into existence until a Seraph by the name of Azazel came to be. The way Heaven runs is that each Angel is assigned a task at birth, whether your a guardian to a human, or a distributor to a minor miracle, your work is given to you by birth from God himself, as God is in a piece of all his Angels. Azazel was different, he was the former 7th seraph of heaven, who was in charge of Heavens Gate, The person who decided who was worthy to enter into heaven after death. Azazel was always fascinated by the lives of humans, how easy they succumbed to doing bad things and how easy it was for them to make up for them. After years of judging the humans who died he found that after looking into the lives of the humans who died by sinning, by truly living how they desired, they were the ones who should enter Heaven. When God found out he was furious, how could humans who sinned to the Death enter Heaven? How could someone who spent their entire life doing whatever they wanted end up in paradise? Azazel told God that the humans who lived their lives in sin were the one's who embraced Heaven's ideas the most, he argued that those who have the darkness to do bad shouldn't be brought into heaven, they should be brought in, to truly forgive them as the teachings say. God was not pleased in the slightest but, before punishment could beset Azazel he defected out of heaven. The difference is that unlike Lucifer who was cast to the Underworld, Azazel defected to the Human Realm. While the Underworld corrupts those who dwell in it, the human realm doesn't, so the changes that Azazel acquired weren't exactly Demonic but, they were definitely Anti-Light.

God wasn't sure who the prophecy was referring to. At this point, there's 2 other factions who have "wings as dark as night" with an anti-Heaven agenda. They needed to be taken care of but how? Especially with the information of knowing he's gonna die at the end.

"Do we have numbers on them at least? The last skirmish we had we were severely outnumbered." Ever since Azazel(509 years ago give or take a couple 50) God's presence in the Angels and God himself have become weakened, since God is literally apart of his angels he has access to their cores, and that unfortunately is a 2 way street. So, when a Seraph Angel like Azazel decided to cut off his core connection to God, he unknowingly weakened God's connection with all the angels.

"Yes sir, I can reliably report there are currently 567,589 Fallen Angels." Gabrielle reported, an exhausted look stretching across her flawless face, her lips pouting at the report she had to give. Because of Azazels casting and his own severance of the connection, Angels have the ability to Fall. Fallen Angels are angels who don't believe only the "Pure" or "Righteous" deserve to be in Heaven, they believe Everyone Should go to heaven; That if God was truly all-forgiving then no one should be denied entry into Heaven. Since Azazels defection a multitude of angels have defected to his side to fight for his cause, and because of his weakened presence God couldn't force his angels back to paradise.

"And what of the Devils? Are they still skirmishing with the Fallen over Ludheim?" God needed to know what the deal was in the Underworld to plan his next steps accordingly.

"From what i've gathered The Fallen have pushed East into undiscovered land they recently named Freevan" she finished mockingly with air quotes around Freevan. The Fallen were so obsessed with following desires they named their first village after freedom itself.

"Thats fine for now. Leave me daughter, I have things that I must do." God replied to Gabrielle, his voice seeping with exhaustion. When Angels are choosing to fall left and right and leave their duties unattended God had to make more to fill the void the Fallen left, doing this over the course of 500 years has left God with about a third of his original power. If there was a battle coming he needed to plan for more than physical power, he needed to plan for the end.

"But Father the prophecy, what will you do?" Gabrielle asked her father, her face being the epitome of despair. She didn't no, couldn't lose her father. He was the only thing she had ever known.

"You should never fear the inevitable, my end was foretold at my beginning my dear, if mother void wishes me back who am I to deny her?" God finished with a wistful smile. "Leave my daughter, I need to think." God said again, turning away from her and closing his eyes. If he was to end in the next battle he needed to prepare to end all this shit with him. All of it.

Freevan, Azazel's Office

1 day before The Great Battle -

"You like my mouth on your cock, Zeze?" The Beautiful Fallen Angel teased, her tongue darting back and forth under the tip and she playfully drooled over Azazel's cock in her throat from under his grigori work desk.

"Yea thats the shit I like, keep doing that and I might take you off the frontlines." Azazel remarked , his hands already reaching down to pull her shirt up and feel her DD chest. They had been doing this for 8 months now and he still for the life of him couldn't remember her name.

"Not yet baby," The Fallen stood up, She was 5'7 with nice olive skin, her face was narrow and flushed, she exuded an aura of lust and beauty; Like all Fallen woman she was top notch, the best of the best. "I want to try something." The Fallen said while standing up from under the desk, and flashed a smile while taking off her clothes, each article revealing more of her perfect skin.

"What'd you have planned?" Azazel asked with a wry grin on his face, he was ready for anything this woman could throw at him.

"Oh you're gonna love it." The Fallen whispered while slowly walking behind his chair, her fingers leaving lingering touches on every surface she crossed paths with. "You just sit there and let me work, I promise you won't regret it." by now, she was behind him, leaning over and slowly rubbing Azazels cock with one hand, rubbing his balls with the other.

"This feels good and all, but this wasn't even better than when you were under my desk." Azazel told her, his tone pitched up due to the Fallen's masterful technique. Her speed picked up and she started licking his ear.

"Aww, You want me to suck your cock again? If you want me to suck and fuck your cock again say "mommy please fuck me." "The Fallen finished, her tone like that of a master telling its dog "good boy". Her hand sped up and she brought her hand from his balls to his neck and tightened. Azazel gripped the armrest in pleasure and broke it. The Fallen then leaned over Azazel's shoulder and spit directly on his cock. "Say "mommy please fuck me" Zeze, it's not that y hard." She said while moving positions so she was sitting in his lap, her legs on either side of his still spitting on and jacking off his cock.

"Im gonna..." Azazel started, his cock almost ready to burst from the treatment.

"Oh no, You have to ask mommy to cum first! And you know, mommy always comes first." She said as she abruptly stopped stroking, her tone still light and teasing. Azazel had had enough of her games, his cock was red from the denied release and his mood was shifting from playful to predator.

"If you don't sit on my cock right now I will put you through," he stopped and pointed at the wall separating his office from his secretary's office. "That wall and fuck you while you're stuck in there." He finished, his tone was serious and his dick was pulsing at the mere mention of fucking the flawless Fallen. Her face morphed from flushed and seductive to frightened and scared.

"Oh Forgive me Zeze" The Fallen started while standing up, putting her glistening wet pussy at level with Azazel. She then backed up, turned around and put her hands on the wall Azazel threatened to put her through. "I can't imagine what I could've done to slight you."She turned her head slightly back so Azazel could see her teary eyes, "But if fucking me through this wall makes up for it then please do it sir." she finished, her eyes brimming with lust behind the well of fake tears.

"Oh, you're asking for it." Azazel rushed behind her and bent the Fallen at the hips, putting more arch in her back. He took one hand and smacked it down on her perfect bubble ass cheek. He watched as the flesh jiggled enticingly from the contact and flushed a healthy pink. He then reached down and rubbed her glistening wet pussy, watching her legs and arms shake as he rubbed his fingers over her petals. Just as he started to make contact with her pussy with the tip of his cock his door slammed open.

"Sir, It is of the utmost importance you read this report from our newest recruit!" Kokabiel rushed forward, his report flying, as he opened the door of the office to see a random Fallen and his boss about to have some of the kinkiest sex his boss had ever had. "Get your clothes whore and prepare your weapons! Now is no time for pleasure." Kokabiel stated, while walking around the room and picking her clothes up off the floor in haste, the expression on his face desperate and panicked. The Fallen Woman went to go grab her clothes from Kokabiel when she was stopped by the firm hand of Azazel on her wrist.

"Woah, woah, woah Koko whats the issue? As you can see you're interrupting.." Azazel spoke to Kokabiel while lining his cock up with The Fallen Womans pussy, her moans of pleasure from the contact reverberating throughout the room. In response,

Squelch!

Kokabiel formed 7 thick 12ft long light spears and shot them at The Fallen Womans body; Each one hitting a major organ at the exact same time, The Fallen's face a picture of terror and horror as she died.

"I shouldn't have done that, we needed her! we needed all the Fallen! After you read this you'll understand." Kokabiel retorted, while using the light spears still stuck in the Woman to move her body. Curious to who he just killed Kokabiel manipulated the spears to put her in front of him. "Hmm.." He reached across and moved one of her stray hairs away from her face, the light spear going through her head glowing from being so close to its maker, "Reyna? Why would she be your whore?" He was confused; She was a semi-decent warrior but her true value lay in seduction, there wasn't a target she hadn't failed to seduce yet.

"About 50 years ago I put her down on the frontlines since her magic was getting stronger, she didn't like being so close to death and I told her nobody lives forever... "Azazel said, moving from the wall to pull his pants back up he gave Kokabiel a shit eating grin "She then said "how long can I live if im under your desk?" and well who would refuse that?" He finished sarcastically, his tone dripping of carelessness. "Anyway.."He started as he sat down, looking at the stack of papers kokabiel brought with him when he interrupted his favorite office time activity, "Let me see the report, if you were willing to leave the fighting at Ludheim this must be something for real." Azazel gestured towards the door and a red magical circle appeared in front of it. "Which class is this information ?" Azazel asked Kokabiel leaning forward to examine Kokabiel's face, The Grigori classifies information on a E to S rank basis to keep relevant information filtered from non relevant information. Anything below B-rank is public knowledge in the Grigori, everything after that is on a need to know basis. Plus, Azazel being the leader of the Grigori, only deals with information B-rank or higher.

"This information..," Kokabiel put the report on the desk and looked Azazel straight in the eye, "This report is the changing of history. This has no rank." Kokabiel finished, his gaze locked on Azazel's to show how serious this information truly is. Azazel stared at Kokabiel, "He really needs to relax," He then picked up the report and skimmed through the first page...then fully read the second...and the third...After about 2 hours Azazel looked exhausted, as though the 900 page report itself drained the life of him.

"Fuck."

Araqlun, God's Chamber.

1 day before The Great Battle -

"Settle down my children." God asked patiently as he waited for his Seraphs to follow his order. The Seraphs were gathered in counsel in the personal chambers of God himself.

"But Father, how can you be so calm? You have heard the news right? The 2 Heavenly Dragons are Battling throughout the realms!" Remiel shouted, his hands thrown wildly in the air with voice trying to convey how badly this could end. The 2 Heavenly Dragons were beings with immeasurable strength, able to quite literally tear through the barriers of dimensions when involved in a serious fight.

"Remiel is right Father, Let me go! I will put a stop to these wretched beast then I shall end Lucifer and Azazel once and for all." Raphael exclaimed, his unique power Liquid Light , forming arcs around his body. After that remark the counsel exploded into noise, each Seraph explaining the reason on why Heaven should follow their plan. In all the noise God sat cross legged on the pure white marble floor, "Where did it go wrong? " God asked himself, while looking at his children argue on the path Heaven should take. In the last 2 days God had taken up residence on Heavens 2nd layer, Araqlun, in his personal chambers of eternal light to repair his damaged core. Because of the last 500 years his core was weakened from the fallen and the constant need to make new Angels. Because his personal chamber was the exact place he was "born" it had the raw light energy generation to steadily give him power back but, not at the rate he was losing it.

"Enough!" Micheal had grown sick of hearing his family squabble, being the 1st Seraph and oldest brother had given him a sense of protection over his siblings so much that he couldn't listen to them argue like this. "Father.." Micheal floated to sit directly next to his father and looked at him, love and adoration flowing from his crystal blue eyes, "I love you." Micheal finished, suddenly leaning over and giving his father a hug. Out of all the Angels ever created, Micheal was the one that embodied what angels should be the most; He was passionate and protecting, lovable and loving, all the traits God wanted the most in his Angels Micheal had.

"Oh my son, words cannot describe the love I feel for you." God returned Micheal's hug and looked at the rest of his children around the room. "The love I have for all of you truly." He finished, each Angel now beaming at God's declared love for them. "But fret not, allow me more time and I will supply a solution for all of you." God was close to finding a way to end the 3 way war against the factions but with the Heavenly Dragons coming into play he was at a loss. What could they do to stop them before their battle rampaged across Heavens Realm? He needed more time, more power.

Heavens Gate - Time of Lucifers Portal

The Great Battle -

"LU-CI-FER!" Could be heard from the force of 700,000 devils who invaded Heavens Realm on the direct orders of Lucifer Morningstar himself. Their dark bat-like wings flowing together in a sea from the glowing red portal Lucifer summoned.

"What!" "Call for the Seraphs! Hurry!" "Those filthy fucking demons!" "Don't let them breach the gate!" "Ahhhh!"

The Angels who responded first from their post were slaughtered immediately, their guards down from the surprise of the portal appearing in the field across the gate. Lucifer stepped through the portal, immediately seen the gate and summoned a 50ft large magic circle at the palm of his hand, with a wave, a beam of pure Primordial Darkness shot out and hit Heavens gate with a resounding boom. All forces stopped fighting to watch as the Legendary Golden Gates of Heaven were destroyed by the demonic power of God's 1st son.

"Hahahaha!" Lucifer cackled maniacally, his arms glowing black with the power of darkness wrapped around them. He channeled magic to his voice and his tone turned guttural, bordering on growling. He raised both his hands to Heaven's endless blue sky and a tremor shook the Heavens, deep cracks in the ground formed from where stood. "Where is God!" Lucifer shouted, his voice sending the weaker angels to the void from the power alone. Suddenly multiple pure white chains formed from the cracks of the cuts in heaven Lucifer made. Micheal and the forces of Heaven had shown up, all 7 Seraphs dressed in their finest battle armors with all 1 million Angels at their beck and call. Lucifer grinned at seeing his little brother, he was adorable in thinking they could take him on at the level of strength they were at now, only God himself could be a match for him. "Beezlebub, Belphegor, Asmodeus, Leviathan, Mammon.", 5 teleportation circles appeared directly in front of Lucifer and between him and the Seraphs and stepped out 5 of the most powerful devils in the Underworld. "Handle these while I wait for my father, they're my little siblings though so please, be careful." Lucifer said breaking the chains, while using magic to raise himself a makeshift chair from the earth to sit in and de-materializing his armor. He sat down and reclined back, watching the greatest battle in history going around him.

"As you wish, my lord." Mammon replied, using his wings to launch himself at Remiel sending them flying into a building in Heavens 1st layer. The Seraphs saw Remiel go flying and knew they had to act fast before they caused even more damage to Heaven.

"Gabrielle take Leviathan, lead her away from the gates! She uses large scale water attacks be mindful she is powerful. " Micheal spoke to Gabrielle while forming a pure gold helm over his head. Gabrielle nodded in acceptance and formed 3 light spears that shot out and hit leviathan in her lower thighs.

"Hahaha! When my lord fucks me he causes more pain than these little needles." Leviathan brought her hands to the spears and crushed them, never breaking eye contact with the Seraph who shot her. Immediately, the holes in her thigh closed and she gained a euphoric look on her beautiful pale face. "Ahhhh!" her voice rising in pleasure, "That almost made me orgasm, good job little Angel you might be fun after all." Leviathan then whipped her hands up and a magic circle appeared forming 5 boulder sized spheres of water at Gabrielle, who dodged and flew to the left side of the field. "No, where are you going? We were just getting started!" Leviathan exclaimed, rushing after Gabrielle to follow her.

"I been waiting to kill you disgusting dark creatures!" Raphael roared, his Liquid Light forming a dazzling white sword with no hilt, "Come! Come test Heavens Mightiest!" Raphael flew downwards towards lucifer, his body raging with pure anger at the audacity of the devils in front of him Just as hit fist was about to reach Lucifer, Beezlebub stepped forward and lazily put a hand up in front of Raphael a rush of purple enveloping him and stopping him dead in his pursuit. "What is this sick demon magic its sucking my core dry!" Raphael squirmed from where he was held, his Liquid Light sword held by purple magic circles.

"Yeah, sorry no can do Ralphy." Beezlebub responded, completely at ease despite the 6'7 hulking holy monster that was held up by his magic. Lucifer suddenly grinned at the sound of another portal opening.

"For Freedom!" 500,000 Fallen Angels descended from the portal opening upon Heavens and began fighting both the Devils and the Angels, flooding the field they were in in a sea of black. Leading the pack, Azazel landed directly in front of Lucifer and Beezlebub, not sparing a look at the held up Seraph. Lucifer stood up and rematerialized his armor.

"You look like fun, whats your name again?" Lucifer tilted his head and smiled while he asked the Fallen in front of him, knowing exactly who he was and just trying to get into Azazel's head.

"You know who I am brother, I'm here to finish you and get God's help in containing the 2 Heavenly Dragons." Azazel was here to fight, his strong Midnight wings extended fully and exploded in light in a show of power. "You are just another obstacle in the way of freedom Lucifer, you need to be purged." Azazel finished, his power fully unleashed on the Seraphs and Devils present. As soon as Azazel was done talking, a body shimmered into the view of the beings present.

"The 2 Heavenly Dragons have been taken care of." God said calmly, while taking in the sight of his home being destroyed, his white battle garbs were cut and torn with his body being bruised and battered. On his left arm however, was a clawed red gauntlet, sparkling with a yellow gem in the center and overflowing with draconic power.

"Father!" "At long last!" "Oh Heavens we're saved!" The Angels that were battling in Heaven rejoiced, finally pushing back from the 2 surprise attacks.

"My sons.." God said while looking at Azazel and Lucifer, his gaze tired and heavy. "Let us cease this pointless fighting and make peace between our people!" God pleaded with his 2 sons, his tone akin to begging. In response Lucifer smiled and conjured 4 magic circles of Primordial Darkness, immediately 4 beams shot out and rushed at his opponents. God and Azazel scrambled, each flying apart to make a triangle in the air as they stood off against each other. God summoned a dimensional barrier to keep their battle from tearing into the realms and steeled his nerves to fight his 2 sons.

The Great Battle has finally begun.

Leviathan vs. Gabrielle - Heavens Gate

During The Great Battle-

"You're gonna have to try harder than that if you don't want me to catch you little angel!" Leviathan shouted, speeding at Gabrielle's lithe figure, Her royal blue magic circles shooting spheres of water faster than bullets.

"You won't catch me Leviathan!" Gabrielle responded back while flying forward, forming light arrows that connected with the water spheres to create a loud magical explosion. Gabrielle's overall objective wasn't to fight, it was to delay. She knew her brothers and father would prevail against their opponents and her role in the plan given to her by her father before he sealed the dragons counted on her to successfully delay the devil coming after her until her brothers could assist her. Looking behind her, she saw the manic visage of Leviathans face looking at her; Her face a perfect presentation of insane. "I hope this is really the end."

Remiel vs. Mammon - Raqi'a, Heavens 1st Realm

During The Great Battle -

The sound of blades clashing could be heard all over the city, Heavens 1st realm and Angel village being destroyed from the battle of Heaven and Hell.

"Your Swordsmanship is admirable, Devil." Remiel remarked, standing across from Mammon as he caught his breathe for a quick minute. Remiel was the 5th Ranked Seraph, The Angel of Riches, it was him who watched over and blessed the precious gems and rubies of the human realm. His body had no real damage but his breathing was slightly labored and his stamina slightly depleted.

"Back at you, Angel." Mammon replied, his body in the same condition, his sword Maveth shining bright red with Mammons demonic power being channeled through it. "But i'm just getting started!" Mammon dashed forward, slashing his blade across his chest, aiming to lob Remiel's head off in one blow. Remiel took a breath and met Maveth with his own blade, Neshama and interrupted Mammon's strike with his own. Sparks flew and the gold village of Raq'a was cut in the crossfire of Remiel and Mammon.

Cut!

Slash!

Cut!

Mammon and Remiel jumped back from each other, shallow cuts littering both of their bodies. Remiel held up Nashama, and swung wildly through the air.

"Emerald's Revenge!"

Countless small, sharp emeralds exploded from Remiels swing, forming a deadly crescent to cut through Mammon.

Mammon lifted his hand and a black magic circle appeared,

"Magen!"

An all black shield formed over his hand to block Remiel's attack. Remiel saw what Mammon had planned and flew above him and sent 2 more of the green death slashes.

"Emerald's Revenge!"

"Emerald's Revenge!"

Remiel watched as the 3 crescents impacted Mammon shield with a resounding boom, dust and rubble picking up from the impact. When the dust settled, Mammon was looking straight into Remiel's eyes, his magic circle still active,

"Magen:Reverse!"

At the sound of that Remiels eyes went wide and had to dodge the 3 exact same attacks he just sent at Mammon. Remiel dodged the first and second one, the third catching him and sending him into the living room of one of the vacant houses in Raqi'a. Immediately, Mammon was on him, swinging in a downward slash to cut Remiel in half. Remiel regained his bearings barely and redirected Mammons strike, initiating another close round battle of blades. Thinking of his sister, Remiel wanted to finish this as soon as possible to assist Gabrielle in the takedown of Leviathan, Gabrielle was a healer not a fighter. Counter- attacking on a barely over-extended swing from Mammon, Remiel dodged to the side and cut Mammon's arm at the elbow. Mammon, not even bothering to look at his now amputated limb, kicked Remiel hard in the chest to send him flying then flew to the airborne Angel, grabbed him by his arm and slammed him into the ground and stomped on his face for good measure. Remiel groaned in pain from the attacks, his head bleeding from Mammons last stomp but, still working to get to his objective. From the ground, Remiel made a gold magical circle and unleashed 2 powerful jade swords at Mammon, who was a second too late to dodge.

"Jade's Judgment!"

Both jade swords impaled Mammon in his chest and legs and Mammon coughed up blood from over Remiel and fell to one knee. Mammon then grabbed his stump and fed pure demonic power into it, Remiel horrified to see the stump grow and be replaced by a fully functioning arm. Now grinning, Mammon did the same to his chest and stomach, sealing both wounds with his demonic energy. Remiel jumped off the floor and took 3 steps back, creating space from him and the self healing devil.

"You're out of your league boy." Mammon mocked Remiel, heaving Maveth over his broad shoulders. "I'll be sure to keep you alive but, your time in this battle is over!" Mammon yelled and swung his sword downward, Maveth pulsing with cackling red energy.

"Mammon Demonic Art: Slice of the First King!"

Mammon finished his swing and an enormous slash expelled from the blade. Red energy consumed Remiel's vision and he called upon the power of his sword to block Mammons high powered attack.

"Neshama's Promise!"

Neshama's promise was an "attack" By drawing on the user's own core Neshama is able to cut the core of spells, magic and even beings themselves. Using this technique requires the user to give complete control to Neshama, the user promising to give there core to neshama to give it the power to cut the through the core of anything else. A blinding flash of light left Neshama and met the raging slash of demonic energy head on, erupting in a dizzying explosion. Remiel immediately went to one knee, his core exhausted from the magical drawback of using Neshama's Promise.

On the other side of the village, Mammon was busy trying to stop the blood leaking from various parts of his body, his clothes in tatters and skin burned from being hit by Neshama's Promise. Because of Neshama's ability to cut through magic, Neshama's Promise cut through Mammons spell and hit Mammon himself directly, it was only because Neshama's Promise went through Mammon's spell did he even survive. Pouring his demonic energy over the wounds they were healing but at a very slowed rate, by the time he would be ready to fight again the battle would be over.

"I swear on the Mammon name I will finish what I started here..." Mammon's voice was tight with pain, but still leaking his demonic power. He then waved his hand and summoned a teleportation magic circle from under himself and teleported back to the Underworld. Remiel tried to stand up from his position but exhaustion hit him harder than any of Mammon's attacks and he slowly faded to unconsciousness, the last thing he was able to see was his home, ravaged from his battle.

"I really hope we win this one, at least this all could've been for something." The last thought Remiel had before succumbing to extreme core exhaustion.

AN: Had to cut this up into 2 parts omg but don't fret next chapter ends the great war and we'll fast forward into the devil civil war! I expect that arc to be around 2 chapters cause i really want to get into the main storyline instead of this prologue bs!!

ps. First time writing a battle scene lmk if you enjoyed!

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