In the Upper Dimension, in a sacred place, there stood a gigantic palace made of gold—majestic and holy.
Within it, the Archangels, the supreme authority of the Upper Dimension, had gathered to hold an important meeting.
The subject of their discussion was a person named Rio.
One of them spoke:
"It seems that great powers have appeared among the lower beings."
A woman replied. She possessed sixteen pure white wings.
Her hair was white with gray tips.
Her eyes were like honey.
A golden ring floated above her head, crowning her.
Her name was Amarail, symbolized as an Angel, a Seraph, a Shard of Knowledge.
"Yes. He is a man named Rio. Fate stands by his side! He has obtained an extremely great and terrifying power—so much so that it poses a threat to our sovereignty!"
An angel sat upside down, his feet pointing upward and his head downward.
He had six crimson-red wings.
His name was Azhariel, symbolized as an Angel, a Seraph, a Shard of Wrath.
He spoke indifferently:
"Hmmm… Are you saying that a mere lower being possesses enough power to threaten us?"
"That is impossible!"
"We are the ones who built the Lower and Upper Dimensions before time and space even existed—before their meanings, before existence and nonexistence. We were created by the Master in a place before all concepts we know: time, space, existence, nonexistence. We represent fragments of His power. We are the ones who created that parasite. In truth, he amounts to nothing."
Amarail replied:
"Yes, that was in the past. But now, after he renewed his soul, it seems he was reborn without any intervention from us. Therefore, he is no longer bound by the fate we wrote for him, and we know nothing about him anymore… even Diablo knows nothing about him."
Another girl answered calmly.
She possessed six green wings, fresh with life.
She was symbolized as an Angel, a Seraph, a Shard of Peace.
"There is no need for all this worry. He is merely a lower being who obtained great power. Do you remember the Dragon Emperor? He was also a lower being who obtained immense power, yet we managed to defeat him."
Another angel spoke, grand in appearance and overwhelming in presence.
He had six dark black wings.
His name was Korai, symbolized as an Angel, a Seraph, a Shard of Destruction and Annihilation.
"But this one… this parasite is different from the Dragon Emperor! Moreover, the Sun granted him a part of its power, so there is no benefit in killing him! He is strong enough to face an angel of the Upper Dimension!"
Amarail said:
"He is indeed completely different from the Dragon Emperor. The Emperor reached the level of an Upper Entity, but this boy reaches the level of an Angel! He is far stronger than him… So, what do you think, my lord?"
Throughout that time, there was one angel who remained silent, only listening.
His presence was completely different from the others.
He possessed the greatest number of wings—around twenty golden wings.
His hair was white, and his skin shone white like diamond.
He spoke calmly:
"This universe is very strange. Three hundred years ago, a lower entity appeared with the power of an Upper Entity. After that, another lower entity appeared with the power of an Angel. This universe gives birth to many errors…"
Silence followed.
He stared at those present and spoke in a cold, dark tone:
"I see no benefit in his existence anymore."
The five Archangels were shocked beyond belief.
A decision such as destroying a universe had not been issued for more than twenty million years!
They did not know what to say.
Korai spoke in shock:
"But my lord! Such a decision must only be issued by Him!"
He replied confidently:
"We all know that the Lower Dimension and everything within it were created by us, and the Upper Entities are nothing but a farce organized by the angels—mere tools that spread good. We created everything, and we hold authority over them. Universes, time, death—everything that exists in the Lower or Upper Dimension—we are the absolute rulers over it. And I am the supreme leader here, so my words will be carried out whether you like it or not!"
"And do not forget that the Master is sleeping now!"
The Angel of Peace said fearfully:
"He is not sleeping. We all know that he has awakened now! Therefore, we are forced to take his opinion in matters like these, or it will be considered rebellion against the Master!"
The angel grew angry and began to speak, but suddenly—the bell rang.
He froze in place, stunned in shock.
Then he heard a cold, terrifying voice whisper in his ear:
"Do not be arrogant, for you are the strongest part of me!"
He finally calmed down and sat:
"We are nothing more than shards of the Master—five shards, five parts of his power, the Seraphim. And we must take his opinion if we wish to discuss such matters."
The Archangels were surprised by his sudden change of decision, but they did not give it much attention.
He then announced the end of the meeting.
Each Seraph departed toward their palace, except for the strongest angel.
He remained seated, and suddenly the surroundings began to change.
The table changed in size, and the entire environment began to transform, as if the place was rebuilding itself to receive an extremely great power—one the previous space could not withstand.
A massive throne appeared, along with a long, majestic table.
The place became dark, with nothing but moonlight remaining, and mist spread everywhere.
From within the mist, a figure walked forward.
Each step produced a sound that struck terror into the angel's heart.
He sat upon the throne, his presence majestic and terrifying.
His face was distorted—only his nose and mouth could be seen.
He spoke in a thunderous voice:
"So, Rui… you wish to destroy the universe without taking my permission? Have you begun to grow arrogant, when I created you from my own power? You and the other shards—I made you parts of me and appointed you as the leader over the remaining four shards. Do you wish to rebel…? Is this how you repay me?"
Rui replied fearfully:
"No, my lord. Of course, I do not wish to rebel. You were asleep, and I did not wish to disturb you. Please forgive my mistake."
He replied firmly:
"Rui, you and the other shards were created for one purpose only—to create the Upper and Lower Dimensions and to organize all forms of life within them. I gave you a portion of my power not to destroy them, but to organize them!"
Rui objected:
"But my lord—"
He said:
"I know that this universe gives birth to rebellious and powerful lifeforms. Let me tell you something: one hundred years from now, another powerful lifeform will be born from this universe. Her name will be Hina, a girl incarnated from another world—and she is a friend of that person, Rio."
Rui replied in surprise:
"And what importance does that have now?"
He laughed and said:
"Just wait one hundred years, and you will see what happens. The decision to destroy the universe is rejected—but any other decision, I approve."
Then he disappeared, leaving many questions in Rui's mind.
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On the planet Bitholars, a girl sat behind the shadows, singing softly.
She gazed at the calm, dark sky, the moon hiding behind the clouds, her hair flowing behind her like a curtain.
She sang quietly and peacefully.
Moonlight fell upon her, revealing the shadows.
It was Seravina, singing softly and serenely, and she said:
"The end has drawn near… the melody of destruction is about to begin… Tonight, the stars will fall!"
To be continued…