Remiel – The Herald of Judgment
He stood tall, descending slowly. His armor shimmered forged from solidified golden clouds, constantly shifting and rippling with each breath. Divine vapor frozen into the shape of war.
His puffy brown hair floated like a halo of mist, and his honey-gold eyes blazed with the fury of dawn breaking through stormbanks.
Draped across his body was a flowing cloth of orange and white, symbolizing both clarity and judgment. On his back, he carried a sword made of clouds, unstable and magnificent, surging with orange lightning that snarled like caged storms.
Every breath stirred the winds.
And every blink echoed with thunder.
Remiel descended as Adamus stepped in front of Jesus, shielding him with a divine barrier Jesus had formed.
Adamus raised a hand and called out, voice steady:
"Remiel. You don't have to do this. Lucifer is lying to you. He's not the real Father. This is all a manipulation."
Remiel slowly floated downward, arms crossed, his gaze unshaken.
"Lucifer is not tricking me," he said. "I know the truth."
He pointed at Jesus.
"Yahweh. The original Father. My Father. Lucifer defeated Him. Took His throne. I know the truth. And that's exactly why he must stay in charge. He is the star that lights the world. The Father who deserves worship."
Adamus clenched his fists.
"If you know the truth, then you know what he's done. The people he's killed. The lies. The schemes. How can you defend that?"
Remiel's tone grew sharp.
"He did what he had to do to earn respect. Especially from you."
He pointed at Jesus.
"You… Yahweh in flesh. You were a terrible father. All Lucifer ever wanted was for you to speak to him, to love him. But you never did. He earned that love. He forced it. Because he had no choice. What he did to you? You deserved it."
Jesus stepped forward, his voice calm but full of heartbreak.
"I loved Lucifer as I love all my children. I spoke to him constantly. But he couldn't hear me. His faith was too weak. He severed the connection. When he prayed, I gave him what he asked for… and look what he did with it."
Remiel roared in rage, his voice like a crashing sky.
"LIES! YOU'RE THE EVIL ONE!"
The golden clouds beneath them quaked as his power flared.
"My Father is the one who truly deserves worship! The one who never abandoned his children!"
He raised his hands lightning charged with both demonic and holy energy surged around him.
Before they could react, he unleashed it.
BOOM!
The lightning struck with impossible speed, shattering Jesus's shield and sending both Jesus and Adamus flying across the golden cloud battlefield in a storm of explosions.
They hit the ground hard skidding and tumbling before slowly rising to their feet.
Remiel appeared next, standing atop his own cloud, a twisted smirk on his face. He moved at immeasurable speed, forming a lightning rod of judgment, crackling with divine wrath.
He launched it straight at Jesus's chest
but Adamus leapt in front, taking the full force.
The lightning rod stabbed clean through his chest, dragging him into the air in a flash of golden agony.
Na Remiel gare snarled and hurled Adamus to the ground, preparing another strike.
As he rushed toward Jesus, Adamus reached out
and grabbed Jesus's Life String.
"Switch," Adamus whispered.
In an instant, they swapped places.
Remiel's second lightning rod flew
and hit Adamus again, now in Jesus's position.
But Adamus was ready.
"Counter," he said, calm and certain.
A lightning rod appeared in his hand crackling with mirrored energy and the two collided midair in a blinding explosion.
The smoke cleared.
Remiel's looked around, furious.
"Where did he go!?"
Then he saw them Adamus and Jesus, standing side by side, a glowing shared shield around them made of both their energies.
Adamus turned to Jesus, voice low but firm.
"Run. Get to Yahweh's castle. I'll catch up. I'm still connected to your Life Strings. I'll handle him."
Jesus shook his head.
"I'm not leaving. Not when you might need me. We both carry the power of faith we both have to make it to Yahweh. You can't transfer it all into me while we're under attack."
Adamus sighed, then nodded.
"Fine. Just stay safe."
His golden flames erupted, flaring across his body. His golden eyes shone brighter than ever as he took his stance.
"Come on then. Bring it."
He activated Velocity Sync, copying Nagare's speed instantly.
Nagare's voice thundered:
"I'll tear you apart with my thunder. My lightning is judgment!"
Lightning surged through the clouds, the sky, and the very ground beneath them.
The heavens shook.
And then they charged.
As they charged toward each other, the heavens trembled.
Remiel, standing atop his golden cloud, raised his blade to the sky. With a single gesture, the cloud below him shuddered. Thunder cracked. From the golden cloud ground, bolts of lightning surged upward aiming directly at Adamus.
Adamus dashed forward, each step rumbling across the golden field. Lightning erupted beneath his feet, forcing him to dodge in a blur of movement as he closed the distance.
Then they collided.
Remiel swung his sword at Adamus's head. Adamus ducked beneath the arc and countered with a brutal uppercut to Remiel's ribs, lifting him into the air. Seizing the opening, Adamus vanished in a flash of speed, reappearing directly in front of Remiel to stop his momentum. His golden life strings flared outward, weaving into the form of a massive golden fist.
With a roar, Adamus struck downward smashing Remiel toward the earth clouds.
But Remiel, even while falling, twisted his hand toward the ground. The golden clouds surged upward, coiling like serpents. They clashed into Adamus's golden construct, wrapping around the fist and lashing at his face, one tendril stabbing into his shoulder. The pain broke his concentration his construct shattered.
Remiel stopped midair, no longer falling. He summoned his cloud once more and flew around in wide arcs, unleashing bolts of lightning from the sky and the earth, hurling them toward Adamus.
Adamus ran across the ground, weaving between the descending bolts. Sparks exploded around him until he skidded to a halt.
With a deep breath, he formed a radiant golden shield. He stood tall, unmoving, as he opened both hands. Energy blasters surged outward, firing like cannons, intercepting lightning bolts in midair and redirecting his blasts at Remiel.
Remiel laughed, hovering high above.
"That's all you've got?"
He thrust his hands down.
The clouds shifted again forming a colossal shield around him, absorbing the blasts. Then, they obeyed his command once more. The golden clouds on the battlefield lunged upward like vines, shattering Adamus's shield and wrapping around his body. They coiled tightly, constricting him until he screamed. The force pierced through his armor into his soul.
Remiel floated in front of the bound Adamus, whose body was trapped in a spiraling prison of golden cloud, only his head exposed, gasping for breath.
"You can never escape from my Golden Cloud Prison," Remiel said, eyes blazing.
"These clouds span the whole of Heaven fifty dimensions deep. They are the structure of paradise itself. Layers of affinity folded into vapor, and I command them. You? You're just a guest."
His blade lit up lightning crackling violently along its edge.
"Now… I'll sever your head."
Remiel launched forward.
Adamus, still screaming, felt his body breaking under the weight of fifty-dimensional pressure. Every fiber of his being felt crushed under divine gravity. But then his scream faded.
His breath slowed.
His mind cleared.
"I must become empty," he whispered.
Then the Black Lotus awoke.
Golden energy surged outward in a vortex. His wings burst from his back, veined in black and gold. Each wing bore four golden eyes that opened wide, glaring across the battlefield. The golden cloud prison cracked splintering, fracturing, then finally shattering into pure light.
Adamus rose reborn in his divine form, black and gold cascading from his armor.
Remiel's sword descended mere inches from Adamus's head but Adamus caught it. With one hand.
Remiel's eyes widened. He struggled to pull the blade free.
"No… this isn't possible!"
Adamus looked at him once expression unreadable and punched him square in the face.
The force sent Remiel flying through the clouds. His own golden storm caught him midair, steadying him. He hovered there, chest heaving, eyes wide with disbelief.
"Something's different…" Remiel whispered.
"He's… stronger. Far stronger."
Remiel hovered in the sky, staring at Adamus terrified.
"How… how did your power multiply like this?" he muttered. "It's like… your strength increased by multiple infinities."
Still trembling, Remiel rose higher into the heavens atop his golden cloud. He pointed toward Adamus and roared:
"Then I'll send the Golden Titans at you!"
He raised his hands. The golden clouds that formed the ground began to rumble. They stirred, twisted and rose. Slowly, the clouds reshaped into enormous humanoid warriors massive constructs of divine energy. The Golden Titans.
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Narrator:
The Titan clouds… are the foundation of Heaven.
They are the grounds on which Heaven lays.
These constructs these Titans have multiple layers of infinite strength,
since they hold up the infinite layers of Heaven…
and all of the higher-dimensional pressure.
End of narration.
Adamus's golden eyes flared.
Parallel Existential Simulation activated.
In that instant, Adamus saw infinite versions of this battle every outcome, every possibility with Remiel across endless realities.
The towering cloud Titans began their assault, swinging massive fists and firing bolts of golden energy.
Adamus darted through the battlefield, dodging thunderous punches and tearing through the cloud flesh of the giants. One swung at him from above he spun midair, flew around its arm, and delivered a devastating punch that sent it crashing into the ground.
He wrapped his life strings around several Titans, tying them together and swinging their enormous bodies like weapons slamming them into each other.
But then dozens of them surged forward, grabbing him all at once, pinning him in place.
Crushed under their grip, Adamus had only one finger free.
That was all he needed.
"Dimension Ascension Ray."
With a whisper, the composition of the Titans' hands began to change. The divine pressure faded. The golden constructs softened until they shattered like mist.
Adamus exploded outward from the pile, punching and tearing through Titan after Titan. But they kept coming endlessly.
He landed, breathing heavily, surrounded.
"These clouds," he muttered, scanning the field, "they're Heaven's structure formed from layered infinities. These Titans… they'll never stop."
Then an idea hit him.
He reached into the cosmic data stored in his Black Lotus Wings into the folded universes they contained. There he found one: a universe composed entirely of Holy and divine black holes.
Adamus clenched his fist and merged that universe with the battlefield.
The golden clouds twisted violently.
Suddenly massive Holy and divine black holes the size of fortresses appeared throughout the field. Titans were pulled in, limbs stretching and distorting, some erased entirely.
But they kept coming.
Adamus hovered in the sky, satisfied. "That'll slow them down." He looked around"Wait... where's Remiel?"
He activated his golden eyes.
Far off on the edge of the battlefield he saw him.
Remiel. Holding Jesus by the shirt.
His sword was raised, poised to strike.
Adamus's heart stopped.
"NO!"
He rocketed forward at immeasurable speeds, but several Titans blocked his path.
Adamus gritted his teeth.
"I didn't want to use this... but you're not alive. You're just clouds."
His golden eyes blazed.
"Parallel Vision."
Twin golden beams shot from his eyes, slicing through the Titans erasing them from reality itself. They flickered and vanished like ghosts. One by one, the barriers cleared.
Adamus flew straight toward Remiel.
Remiel's blade descended toward Jesus but before it struck, Adamus's Parallel Vision blasted it into nothing.
Adamus hovered behind him, his aura flaring.
"It's over."
But Remiel moved faster than expected. He spun behind Jesus, holding him tightly, his eyes wild.
"It's too late," he said darkly.
"I've already activated my detonation core."
His body began to glow.
"This explosion will erase a quarter of the Hyperverse. You won't escape. Not even Yahweh's Heaven will survive it."
Adamus froze.
"Remiel… don't. Please. Turn it off."
Remiel's eyes softened only for a moment.
"Unlike those clones," Adamus pleaded, "you have a consciousness. You can choose. Don't make me do this…"
But Remiel smiled bitterly.
"I would gladly die for my Father's will. He lives in the First Plan the perfect plan. I'll die to protect it, even if it means destroying everything He built."
The glow intensified unstoppable now.
Adamus closed his eyes.
He looked into Parallel Existential Simulation.
The result was true the explosion would annihilate all of Heaven.
He exhaled.
"I'm sorry, Remiel."
His wings flared.
"Parallel Vision."
A golden beam hit Remiel.
Remiel's body twitched. He stuttered mid-sentence.
"W–what did you do to me…? Where am I…? Wait… I…"
He flickered.
And flickered.
And then
vanished.
The Golden Titans crumbled, dissolving into peaceful clouds once more.
Jesus stood, stunned.
"Thank you," he said quietly.
"But… what did you do to him?"
Adamus turned away.
"I don't want to talk about it."
He looked ahead.
"Come on. We're almost there."
They flew forward, toward the heart of Heaven.
A massive golden castle towered before them. They entered, pushing open the vast doors.
Scene: The Throne Room of Yahweh
Inside, the colossal throne shimmered with golden and white brilliance. Hovering above it was a radiant orb of white and gold light the divine presence of Yahweh. The floor beneath was formed from golden clouds, soft yet unshakable, and the towering pillars glowed like crystallized sunlight frozen in praise.
And from the base of one of those radiant pillars
A figure emerged.
Red hair.
Red wings.
A crown resting on his brow.
Golden armor glinting beneath flowing white robes regal, divine.
A warrior king.
Lucifer.
Scene: Throne of the Hyperverse
Lucifer stood tall hands calmly clasped behind his back, eyes glowing as they locked with the throne-bound presence of Yahweh. Slowly, he turned to face them.
His gaze fell on Jesus… then shifted to Adamus.
A soft smile curled across his lips.
"I've been waiting for you two," he said, voice smooth as velvet. "Finally… the power of Faith has arrived. I searched across eons for it."
Adamus stepped forward, placing himself in front of Jesus. His stance was sharp. Grounded.
"Move," he said. "Let us return Faith to Yahweh."
Lucifer chuckled, spreading his arms wide, golden dust swirling around him like ash caught in light.
"Return it? To him?" He gestured at Yahweh with disgust. "That pathetic excuse of a father? So he can rebuild the same broken world again?"
He stepped forward, tapping his chest.
"I am the sun now. The star that shines on the world. Not him."
Then his eyes flicked to Jesus.
"You had your chance."
Jesus stepped beside Adamus, calm but resolute.
"The world I made… wasn't perfect," he said gently. "But it had balance even with its sin."
"It had free will. Every concept love, hope, fear, choice was allowed to stretch its wings."
He took another step, closer now to Lucifer.
"But you, Lucifer… you destroyed that. You replaced order with chaos. You disguised fear as love. You cloaked domination in the illusion of peace."
A pause. Jesus's voice softened.
"But it's not too late."
"You can stop. Right now. And I will forgive you."
"You can still live in the new world I'm going to build… a world without sin."
He looked directly into Lucifer's eyes.
"I love you, Lucifer. I care for you. I love all my children and all my creations. But this ends here. The chaos, the lies… the pain you've spread must end."
Lucifer's smile fell. His face twisted rage blooming across it like a sickness. The skies above rumbled.
His voice was no longer smooth. It cracked, shook, trembled with fury.
"I did what I had to do!" he shouted. "To get the love I deserved! The power I should have been born with!"
He pointed at Jesus, eyes ablaze.
"You denied me!"
"All of this… all of this happened because of a father who gave his last creation everything and left me to rot!"
"You never gave me a chance! Say it!"
"Say you never loved me!"
His voice fractured as the pain burst free.
"He made me the weakest of the angels! The weakest!"
"I had to crawl bleed fight for every inch just to reach Archangel!"
"I prayed, Jesus! I begged!"
"And He said nothing! Not once did I hear His voice!"
His hands trembled violently now, shaking with a thousand years of buried agony.
"So I made my own voice. I earned my power. I earned love. I became the strongest."
He jabbed his finger toward Jesus, his words like knives.
"I became what you could never give me."
"The one everyone fears. The one they finally love."
Jesus's eyes glistened not with fear, but sorrow.
"My child… how twisted your heart has become."
"I do love you, Lucifer. I always have."
"You prayed, yes. But so does the whole world. Faith doesn't mean every prayer gets answered the way you want."
"If it did, the world would be full of gods."
He took a breath.
"And I did answer you. But you couldn't hear me. You drowned out my voice with your own ambition."
"That day remember it?"
"You were in my castle. You prayed for love… for power. And I granted it. You met that angel by divine design. That encounter awakened your authority as a Principality."
"I gave it to you. But you believed you earned it alone."
He took a step closer.
"And look what you did with it."
"You destroyed the world. You attacked your own father. You betrayed your family."
Lucifer's face cracked with anguish. His breathing surged, his lips pulled back in rage. A black sword burst into his hand, vibrating with chaotic divinity.
"Liar!"
"Family?" he spat. "The same family who mocked me? Who laughed at my weakness? Who made me their janitor?!"
"I was the Lightbringer and they made me a cleaner for your throne."
"You want to know the truth?!"
"The only thing anyone respects is power."
"The only thing anyone loves is strength!"
"The only reason they love you, Father, is because of how strong you are!"
"I'm done with your lies!"
His voice echoed like a scream across creation.
"I will take the Faith. All of it."
He pointed at Adamus now, fire dancing in his eyes.
"I'll drain him. And you."
"And I will become omnipotent."
With a flash, he charged.
Jesus raised his divine shield.
Adamus drew a higher-dimensional card its face shimmered with cosmic glyphs.
"Lightning Strike: The Blade of Thunder."
A glowing sword symbol pulsed on the card. The weapon manifested instantly its hilt simple and solid, but the blade itself was a living bolt of black lightning, crackling and howling with power.
He surged forward.
Infinite clashed with infinite.
Lucifer and Adamus collided
And sparks of godhood lit the throne room ablaze
"You've already lost," Lucifer growled as their blades locked. "This world is mine."
"We'll see about that," Adamus snapped back, lightning bleeding from his sword, pulsing like a storm barely restrained.
The clash raged blades grinding, sparks erupting.
Lucifer, calm and precise, read Adamus's stance. With masterful footwork, he parried low and struck high
His black blade aiming straight for Adamus's exposed chest.
But just before impact
Automatic Counter activated.
A golden hand appeared divine, unwavering gripping Lucifer's blade.
The same sword.
A perfect counter.
Adamus surged forward, unrelenting.
Their blades met again
Thunder screamed
But then he saw it.
Lucifer's free hand, not gripping the sword, was glowing... absorbing Adamus's energy.
Lucifer twisted his blade spun toward Adamus's head.
Adamus raised his arm just in time.
The sword struck a shallow cut, but it sent Adamus crashing through golden pillars.
Adamus groaned, rising slowly, only to see Lucifer right beside Jesus. The dark sword pierced through Jesus's shield, shattering it.
Lucifer lifted Jesus with telekinesis.
The power of Faith began draining from Christ's body.
"No!" Adamus roared.
He activated Parallel Vision.
A golden beam erupted from his eye, aimed straight at Lucifer
but Lucifer vanished.
Adamus looked around too late. Lucifer reappeared and punched him in the face, then stabbed him in the stomach.
Blood spilled from Adamus's mouth.
Lucifer smirked.
"Weak. You don't even know how to use what you were given."
Adamus gritted his teeth then punched Lucifer hard, grabbed his life strings, and swung him through multiple pillars like a ragdoll, finally hurling him outside the castle walls.
Adamus staggered.
He pulled the blade from his gut blood pouring. His Black Lotus form lit up, slowly sealing the wound, but draining his energy.
Jesus appeared beside him, urgency in his voice.
"We don't have time. Give me your half of the power of Faith now!"
Without hesitation, Adamus raised his hand.
Golden light surged from his palm the energy of Faith and began flowing into Jesus, divine and radiant, wrapping around him like threads of pure conviction.
But just as the transfer neared completion
A sudden rupture tore through the throne room
BOOM!
The light faltered.
The transfer stopped.
Golden lightning blasted through the roof.
A thunderball of divine energy exploded above them.
Both men raised shields, just barely surviving the impact.
The castle collapsed in a roar of divine ruin.
Adamus and Jesus fell, crashing onto the golden cloud floor below. Dust and holy debris scattered around them.
Groaning, they rose from the wreckage, bruised but unbroken.
They looked up.
Everything above was shattered yet at the heart of the chaos, one thing remained untouched:
Yahweh.
Still radiant.
Still hovering.
The golden-white aura around Him blazed like a second sun.
And beneath Him His throne. Floating in the sky. Not a single scratch.
Then, the golden clouds began to shift
Slowly, reverently
They rose, forming a towering staircase, a mountain of clouds spiraling upward toward Yahweh's throne.
And standing before that throne
Lucifer.
His gaze locked on them, unblinking.
In one hand, he held golden lightning, crackling with divine wrath.
In the other, his black sword, humming with dark power.
Lightning screamed across the heavens.
A rain of golden sparks fell like ash from a burning sky.
Adamus narrowed his eyes.
"…This looks bad. That lightning he has the same power as the last guy I fought. He can control Heaven's golden storm."
Jesus nodded, raising his divine shield once more.
"A hard road awaits. But together
We will reach Yahweh.
We will defeat him."
Adamus stepped in front of Jesus, who stood calmly behind his divine shield.
Silent and resolute, Adamus took his fighting stance grounded in purpose, unshakable.
Across the battlefield, Lucifer began to move.
A slow walk measured. Then a sudden charge.
Adamus launched forward to meet him.
The battlefield quaked.
Reality bent.
Time stuttered.
As the two forces collided,
Divinity met defiance
And the very fabric of existence trembled from the impact.
Lucifer swung his dark blade.
Adamus met him midair.
Steel, energy, and spirit collided
Again.
And again.
Each impact sent shockwaves through the heavens.
Lucifer pressed the attack, dark fury in every strike.
Cuts tore across Adamus's armor, each blow forcing them apart only to hurl them back together like colliding meteors.
From above, Lucifer unleashed thunderbolts of Heaven's Judgment.
Adamus raised his new sword, absorbing the divine lightning then flung it back with explosive force.
A bolt struck Lucifer's red wing
Tearing a hole straight through it.
Golden blood misted the air. The wound began to slowly regenerate.
Lucifer's fury ignited.
His black blade pulsed with rage.
With a wave of his hand
A colossal blast of darkness tore across the battlefield, slicing through clouds, earth, and sky itself.
Adamus barely dodged.
Jesus, on the ground below, ducked beneath shattered rubble, divine shield raised.
Lucifer's power surged again, rage pushing him further.
He raised his hand
The Authority of Principalities.
From the clouds around Adamus, massive golden swords began to materialize each one larger than towers, their edges screaming with holy force.
Adamus looked around
The first sword swung.
He twisted away.
The sheer gust from the swing shattered the cloud-floor beneath.
More swords came.
Dozens.
Each one moved with divine precision.
Adamus darted between them, barely keeping ahead
His sword clashed with one, holding for a breath
Then another sword joined.
Then another.
The pressure mounted.
His blade cracked.
Then shattered.
A golden sword came crashing down.
Adamus panicked
Caught it with his bare palms inches from his face, the impact shaking his entire body.
He heaved it aside and launched into the sky again, golden swords still chasing.
Each swing sliced through the fabric of reality.
Meanwhile
Lucifer turned.
Straight at Jesus.
He charged, dark power radiating from his wounded form.
Adamus's eyes widened.
"Damn it
I can't protect Jesus with these swords on me…
Parallel Vision is too draining. I need to conserve power…"
Instead
He focused.
A golden sphere of energy built in his hand.
He turned and blasted through the chasing swords destroying all but one.
Then his eyes locked onto Lucifer.
He was just feet from Jesus.
Without thinking
Adamus reached out with his Golden Life Strings.
Naro Nerve Sync Activated.
He seized control of the final golden sword
Spun it
And hurled it like a javelin.
It struck true.
The sword severed Lucifer's arm.
Right before it could grab Jesus.
Lucifer snarled, spinning toward Adamus
Eyes blazing, blood dripping, energy crackling.
"You are so…
annoying."
Lucifer vanished again.
Then appeared behind Adamus in an instant, fist crackling with demonic energy, swirling red and black.
He hurled the attack toward Adamus
But
It had been more ten seconds.
Automatic Counter triggered.
A golden fist of divine energy manifested instantly, meeting Lucifer's blow in midair. As the two forces locked
Adamus appeared beneath the clash, slipping in undetected.
A flurry of blows two, three, four struck Lucifer's chest, driving him to the ground.
Lucifer hit the golden clouds hard. His severed hand regenerated instantly. He rose, sneering.
"You won't stop me. I will become omnipotent. This is my world!"
Lucifer raised his hand
A dense black sphere formed above his palm, writhing with chaotic energy, devouring light itself.
He sneered, voice low and venomous.
"I'm going to erase you from reality, kid.
This energy will destroy you from all parts of existence
Every version. Every trace."
Adamus didn't flinch.
He raised his own hand
A glowing golden orb ignited in his palm, radiant and pure, pulsing with the force of divine will and compassion.
"Then let's see whose existence matters more."
They fired.
Twin spheres one golden, one black blasted across the battlefield and collided midair.
For a moment, they pulsed in stalemate
but then Lucifer's black orb began to swell, devouring Adamus's golden light.
"What!?" Adamus hissed.
His orb didn't just lose…
It was being consumed.
Lucifer's attack wasn't raw force it was Eraser Energy, compressed into a sphere forged to unravel existence itself.
Not a teleporter.
Not a trick.
It deletes.
Not just the body, but memory, presence, and cosmic imprint
Every echo of your existence across time and parallel space
Gone.
The golden light shattered.
Adamus's form was pulled inward, stripped apart by the consuming blackness.
And then
he vanished.
Lucifer slowly lowered his hand.
"Finally…"
His lips curled into a cruel smile.
"He's gone. Erased. Not just from this place
From everything."
He turned toward the throne once more.
Toward Jesus.
And without hesitation
he charged.
Scene: The Void of the Hyperverse
Adamus drifted in an abyss beyond meaning.
No light.
No sound.
No time.
No existence.
Only emptiness a silence so deep it denied thought.
His golden eyes flickered dimly.
"Where am I…?" he whispered.
A breath.
Even sound struggled to form.
"…Lucifer's trap."
He closed his eyes, then opened them activating the Tenshi no Me even more.
A golden bloom lit his vision.
Even here, where no life should be, his divine gaze pierced the nothingness tracking the final remnants of Eraser Energy, still dissolving like ash on wind that didn't exist.
He reached out.
And grasped something that should not be grasped
The life strings of nonexistence.
Only someone who transcended presence itself could even recognize them.
With a sharp motion, Adamus tore a fracture into the void ripping through the veil of erasure like paper.
Beyond the crack he saw it:
Lucifer.
Gripping Jesus by the collar, laughing, draining golden light the power of Faith from Jesus's limp body.
Jesus was pale. Barely conscious.
Adamus's fists trembled.
"Hang on, Jesus... I'm coming."
But before he could act
CRACK.
A massive tail, segmented and armored like a divine beast, slammed into the rift, closing it in an instant.
Adamus reeled backward.
A low, unnatural growl echoed from the depths.
And then it emerged.
Amenadiel.
The Guardian of Eraser.
The Sentinel of the Void.
A titan neither god nor monster, but something older.
Primordial.
Black and white like inverse flame.
Its torso: four stacked chests, each humanoid in shape, each with a pair of muscular arms eight arms in total, each one capable of splitting realities with a single strike.
Adorning its wrists and neck were chains of null-space, forged from collapsed, dead dimensions and worn like jewelry.
Its dreadlocked head crowned with bones and smoke, eyes glowing white and voidlike.
And below
A centipede body that stretched infinitely, its segments lined with black scripture that erased anything that tried to read them.
It loomed like a mountain of judgment.
Amenadiel spoke its voice was layered, distorted, like multiple timelines trying to echo the same sound:
"I am Amenadiel.
If you are here… then you have been erased from all of reality."
It tilted its massive head.
"But you still remain…?"
"This is the Void the final drop at the end of the Hyperverse of Israel.
Here, even god-thoughts vanish in an instant."
It took a step.
The void beneath it shattered and reformed.
"You were hit by Lucifer's Eraser Sphere power meant to wipe not only presence, but potential."
"No soul, no memory, no shadow survives. Not even your Mother would remember you."
Amenadiel leaned forward, its voice now curious unsettled.
"So tell me… how are you still here?"
"You should have become less than forgotten."
Adamus narrowed his eyes.
"I don't have time for this."
But then something shifted.
He glanced down at his body.
The tension in his muscles vanished. The pain dulled. His wounds began to heal.
His breathing deepened calmer, sharper.
Stronger.
"What… is this?" he muttered.
"I've never felt better."
Then it hit him.
The realization.
He didn't resist the void.
He was becoming it.
"Wait a second… I can absorb this."
"The Black Lotus… it's not just a symbol. It's the originator of emptiness. The source of erasure. The root of nonexistence."
"This place isn't my prison… it's my element."
He reached inward
And outward
Absorbing the Void.
Drawing in the pure nothingness, the Eraser energy, and the broken echoes of all things lost.
What should have destroyed him fed him.
He became one with the void… and for a brief moment
his power rose to Boundless.
Amenadiel staggered back, watching in disbelief.
"…What's going on?" the guardian rumbled.
"His energy it's rising?"
"He was erased. He shouldn't exist. This breaks logic…"
Adamus's fists clenched.
They began to glow
Not with fire.
But with the complete, consuming black flames of the Black Lotus
A flame that doesn't burn. It unwrites.
He looked at Amenadiel.
No words of hate. No taunt.
Just calm power.
Then he struck.
"Black Lotus Punch."
The void howled.
The punch crashed into Amenadiel's core
And in that moment, even the Guardian of Erasure knew fear.
"You fool!" Amenadiel roared.
"You can't erase what's already nonexistent!"
But he didn't understand.
That was the flaw.
He didn't realize Adamus breaks logic itself.
That nothingness… erasure… the void
They don't defy him.
They originate from him.
The blow landed.
Amenadiel didn't explode.
He didn't fall.
He was more than gone more than erased.
He was unwritten.
Unremembered.
Can be skipped.
Narrator:
Before form.
Before time.
Before even the illusion of story...
There was the Black Lotus Sunyata.
It is not a being.
It is not a realm.
It is not even a void.
It is the non-field upon which fields arise.
The non-law that permits law to exist.
The non-realm that allows realms to pretend they are real.
It is not "darkness."
Darkness implies light.
It is not "silence."
Silence implies sound.
The Black Lotus is what remains when duality dies
When truth and falsehood collapse together,
When the page, the ink, and the hand holding the pen… all vanish.
Throughout the entire Omniverse
From the lowest timeline to the highest throne
Every Hyperverse contains its echoes:
Pockets of complete emptiness.
Erasures.
Spaces between existence and nonexistence.
And between the Hyperverses
Where reality thins and collapses
There are even more echoes.
Resonances of the original nothingness.
Each of these echoes is guarded.
Not ruled.
Not owned.
But kept.
And within the Hyperverse of Israel,
One such Keeper stands
Amenadiel.
He is not king. Not god.
He is fracture.
He is narrative failure given form.
He is not the Black Lotus.
But he is what it leaves behind
When it breathes upon something real.
He is an extension.
A residue.
A rift in the myth.
A wound in the word.
He is the void that knows it was written.
And knows it can be unwritten.
But he is only one among many.
Every Hyperverse has its own echo...
And its own keeper.
Yet only one is the origin.
Only one is the source.
The Black Lotus Sunyata.
The first silence.
The untouched condition for all stories.
And now
In the final silence between gods,
As Heaven burns
And time folds
He walks.
Not a keeper.
Not an echo.
Not an extension.
But the Black Lotus itself.
Adamus.
End of narration.
damus hovered alone.
His golden eyes flickered, and through Tenshi no Me he saw it:
Everything erased.
People.
Demons.
Angels.
Entire timelines.
Entire realms.
All swallowed by oblivion.
He could see them not as memories, but as truths.
Because even in a place without existence, Adamus could still see.
Not with eyes, but with truth.
He is the sight beyond erasure.
The will beyond being.
The presence beyond nothingness.
Where all things end, he begins.
Where nothing remains, he remains still.
The Return
Adamus turned back, placing both hands on the sealed rift behind him.
Golden veins of light spread from his fingers as he tore it open
splitting through layers of broken time, cracked dimensions, and the scars of nonexistence itself.
Through the breach
Lucifer was still draining Jesus.
Jesus trembled, pale and fading, knees buckling beneath him.
Adamus's roar shattered the stillness.
"Get off of him!"
He burst through the rift,
erasing the distance between void and Heaven with a single step
as nonexistence itself bowed and released him.
Lucifer turned too late.
Adamus punched him clean across the sky,
sending him crashing through a row of golden columns that exploded like brittle glass under divine force.
Jesus collapsed to his knees, his breath shallow then slowly, it returned.
Adamus rushed to him, pulling him up.
"You okay?" he asked, his voice steady but fierce.
"Yeah..." Jesus nodded, unsteady but conscious. "He didn't take all of it. The power of Faith... it's still in me.
He tried to drain a concept, but you can't steal what was never meant to be held."
He coughed, placing a trembling hand on Adamus's shoulder.
"But I need you to give me your power of Faith so we can finish this. So I can merge with it fully."
Adamus glanced over his shoulder.
"I don't think he's gonna give us time."
From the smoke and ruin, Lucifer rose.
His body cracked with raw fury.
The Mark of the Beast ignited below him, glowing in blood-red sigils.
Two crimson horns erupted from his fiery hair.
His aura twisted, darkened radiating blasphemous dominion.
His voice was venom.
"Impossible..."
"I erased him. From timelines, from memory, from the very concept of being.
I made him nothingness.
Even if someone survives my eraser energy… it casts them into a realm beyond recovery
a world that does not exist."
His glare narrowed into disbelief.
"Are you saying he escaped that void? That he defeated Amenadiel?
In the realm of nonexistence itself?!"
He trembled, not with fear
but with wrath that bordered on madness.
"That beast devours all... Even Yahweh fears it."
His tone dropped cold and final.
"No matter."
He raised his hands.
Portals burst open across the skies, swirling gates of chaos unfurling like tears in reality. From them poured a monstrous legion shadows with claws, wings, horns, and howls the army of Lucifer.
The first wave charged: Hal Walkers, swift and humanoid, but twisted with infernal deformities. They moved in ruthless packs, blades gleaming, eyes glowing, bodies warped by the fire of Hell.
Behind them came the Hellwings, taller and heavily armored. With bat-like wings and flaming weapons, they soared into formation, the mid-tier elites of the demon host.
Then came the Juggernauts, towering brutes that shook the battlefield with each step. Their charred flesh radiated violet flame, and they wielded colossal weapons that shattered stone and spirit alike.
From the rear, Infernal High Priests emerged robed sorcerers who conjured magic glyphs and summoned beasts with each chant. Runes spun around them as arcane blasts screamed across the void.
Fallen Angels and half-breeds walked among them twisted hybrids of heaven and hell, winged and horned, wielding cursed blades infused with both divine and demonic fire.
And flanking them all were the Abyssal Beasts, massive monsters from Hell's lowest pits: multi-limbed horrors, serpent abominations, and armored hounds ridden by snarling fiends. They were war incarnate, unleashed.
Adamus and Jesus stood side by side.
The battlefield around them lay in scorched ruin, the sky split with streaks of violet and gold.
Jesus was gasping, bloodied and drained, barely able to stay on his feet.
Adamus, by contrast, stood radiant fully empowered his body pulsing with the dark fire of Eraser Energy and the infinite weight of Nothingness.
Golden flames erupted around him like a storm, licking at the void.
And behind him the Black Lotus Wings unfurled, vast and trembling with barely-contained chaos.
Then came the sound.
A whisper in the air.
A vibration in the bones.
A voice that didn't speak but declared:
"Erase all. Turn everything... into emptiness. Nonexistence."
Adamus's eyes sharpened.
He clenched his fists.
"What is that…?" he muttered.
And then he realized.
"That's the Black Lotus talking…"
Suddenly, Vajrapani's voice rang through his consciousness like a thunderclap in the soul:
"Adamus. I warned you.
This form the Black Lotus is dangerous.
You must master it.
Do not let your emotions guide you…
Or worse, lose them altogether."
The memory crashed into him like a tidal wave:
The last time he lost control…
The Lotus took over.
It erased more than enemies it erased. It's a good chance
Entire fields of reality… gone we'll be gone if you lose control.
And that had happened when your vessel was weak.
"You are much stronger now," Vajrapani continued.
"But that also means… if the Lotus takes over now,
it will be catastrophic for everyone.
This universe will vanish. So will every other."
Adamus stared at his own hands trembling not from fear, but from the sheer magnitude of power coursing through him.
"I got this…" he whispered to himself.
"I can control it."
His golden eyes burned brighter resisting the pull of the Black Lotus.
Because this time, he would not lose himself.
His golden eyes burned brighter resisting the pull of the Black Lotus.
The chaos around him raged, but within, Adamus held the line.
Jesus, still catching his breath, glanced over at him.
"Who are you talking to?" he asked, voice hoarse.
Adamus paused. His gaze softened.
"Nobody," he said quietly.
Jesus turned forward, his eyes widening.
Before them, the heavens parted
A massive throne floated high in the sky, radiating light so pure it burned at the edges of thought.
Above it hovered Yahweh, the radiant orb of golden-white energy, pulsing with divine presence.
Clouds rushed upward, forming beneath the throne like a rising mountain of gold.
A floating cloud-mountain crowned the seat of God.
But in front of it
Lucifer, still on the battlefield, stood unfazed.
Arms raised, voice commanding,
he tore open portal after portal
summoning more and more of his army.
A dark tide surged across the battlefield:
hundreds of thousands of Mach Beast demons,
roaring, crawling, leaping into formation
a nightmare flood of muscle, metal, fire, and madness.
Jesus tensed.
Adamus looked at him
and smiled.
"Don't worry," he said calmly.
"Don't lose confidence now just because he can summon an army."
He turned his eyes toward the throne… toward Yahweh.
"I promised Moses…"
"I will bring Faith back to Yahweh."
"And I will recreate the Hyperverse."
He clenched his fist, the golden flames sparking again around his body.
"And I don't break promises."
"My mom told me…"
"That's what real men do."
Suddenly
"You don't gotta do it alone."
They turned.
And there they were
their crew, standing tall.
Kiyohime, silent and focused, her blade humming with ancient magic.
Hunter, gripping his weapon with a cocky smirk and fire dancing in his eyes.
Gabriel, his golden wings flared wide, a glowing bow drawn and ready.
Samuel, eyes swirling with dimensional portals, judgment burning behind his gaze.
Michael, stoic, the wind of Heaven swirling around his armor, sword gleaming like a divine beacon.
They stood ready.
Unshaken. United.
Kiyohime rushed straight to Adamus, embracing him without hesitation.
"I'm so glad you're still alive," she whispered, emotion slipping through her calm.
"I'm so glad to see you too," Adamus replied, his golden eyes softening. "I knew you'd make it."
Gabriel, Michael, and Samuel moved quickly to Jesus, who was still recovering.
"My Lord," they said almost in unison, kneeling to help him to his feet.
Seeing the wounds across his arms and robes, Michael's expression tightened.
Jesus smiled faintly.
"Yes," he said. "Thanks to Adamus."
But the moment of peace shattered
A deep rumble tore through the battlefield.
From the distance
Lucifer's army, still being summoned, now charging like a black tide.
A sea of howls and teeth and flame, barreling toward them.
Michael stepped forward, planting his sword into the golden cloud-ground.
"We can celebrate after the mission is done," he said, locking eyes with Lucifer across the battlefield.
Jesus, now steadier, turned to Adamus.
"Wait," he said. "You have to give me the other half of Faith. We can do it now. We have backup."
Adamus nodded, stepping close.
"Let's finish this."
He reached out his hand
and from his palm, a stream of pure white energy flowed into Jesus like a river of hope.
Their bond completed.
The Power of Faith was whole again.
Jesus's form glowed
his body wrapped in a radiant Holy Shield, gleaming and unbreakable, pulsing with the completed Power of Faith.
The crew took their positions.
Each warrior a pillar of strength, faith, and fury.
Jesus at the center.
To his right: Kiyohime.
At full power.
Her white demon horns pierced the air, curving like divine ivory.
Her purple eyes blazed, wild and focused.
A tidal wave of demonic energy surged through her, coating her form in radiant menace.
Her blade Paris shimmered with finality.
The Birth of Death had awoken.
To his left: Hunter.
Already chanting. Already grinning.
He raised his hands, and from the water gathered in his last battle, dragons formed—
Water Dragons and Golden Water Dragons, spiraling around him.
His body pulsed with glowing blue and white energy—
the light of Faith channeled through raw instinct and defiance.
Behind them: Gabriel.
Wings outstretched.
His invisible blade in hand
wrapped in arcs of white lightning that surged and snapped like divine snakes.
He extended it
and the blade grew, stretching impossibly long, still unseen by eyes.
Faith made manifest as lightning and light.
To the flank: Michael.
His body flexed with restrained fury.
Muscles burning.
Flames licked across his golden sword, dancing up to his shoulders.
Even his hair ignited white-hot and full of divine compassion.
He stood like the wrath of Heaven made flesh.
And beside him: Samuel.
Sword of darkness in hand.
His eyes gleamed with silent calculation.
Red lightning, humming with corruption and purity alike, wrapped around him—
The Poison of God.
He radiated quiet power. Deadly and focused. At full release.
Then
Adamus stepped forward.
He exhaled… and reached to his chest.
His fingers curled around something unseen
and he pulled.
A blade poured forth from his soul
not drawn, but born.
The Black Lotus.
A colossal greatsword forged from higher-dimensional energy.
It radiated both divinity and chaos.
The handle, crafted from the mythical Black Lotus, was sleek and black like living void.
At its center, a single golden eye blinked.
Watching.
Knowing.
Alive.
The blade was brutal in shape reminiscent of Guts' Dragonslayer.
But it was not metal.
It was cosmic essence.
A storm of swirling rainbow light, burning stars, and impossible geometry.
Living colors danced along its edge violets folding into golds, reds spiraling into blue.
Tesseracts, shifting shapes, and ancient runes pulsed across its surface
rewriting reality with every heartbeat.
Every angle revealed new rules.
New dimensions.
New truths.
He raised it
held it to his side.
Ready.
Michael took the front.
The others formed a living wall of divine protection around Jesus.
Each in their perfect stance.
And before them
the battlefield trembled.
Then Adamus smiled.
"He's not the only one who can summon an army."
He raised his hand
and behind and in front of the crew, the ground lit up with golden squares forming a vast, intricate grid.
One by one beasts, soldiers, witches, monsters, and legendary creatures burst forth from the golden cards
summoned from realms far beyond comprehension.
Hundreds.
A battalion of warriors from his Higher Dimensional Cards.
Samuel glanced over, nodding.
"Neat trick. I knew you'd come in handy, Adamus."
Michael gave a single, focused order:
"The plan: Protect Jesus. Get him to Yahweh.
Everything in our way
Destroy it."
And then they charged.
The Higher Dimensional Card Warriors led the charge
colliding with Lucifer's horde in a cataclysm of chaos and order, hellfire and holy light.
The war had begun.
Adamus's summons surged forward first massive titans and small agile fighters alike. Soldiers, witches, monsters, beasts, and celestials crashed into the enemy ranks.
Against them came Lucifer's forces: Hellwalkers, Hellwings, Juggernauts, Infernal High Priests, Fallen Angels, half-breeds, and abyssal beasts.
The battlefield became a storm energy blasts seared the air, blades whirled through the battlefield, bone arrows rained down. The golden cloud earth split into craters as Heaven itself shook. Even the castle around them groaned as if it might collapse.
The crew advanced together, Adamus's warriors holding the line, cutting down demons and shielding the path.
Step by step, they drew closer to Lucifer.
Then one of Lucifer's soldiers teleported in front of Jesus, sword raised to strike.
Before the blow could land, Hunter appeared, water dragons surging from his hands. The attacker was shredded, his strike stopped cold.
The team pressed on.
Moments later, a wall of Juggernauts blocked their path.
Hunter stepped forward. "Y'all go forward! I'll hold them back!"
Water dragons roared past him, smashing into the Juggernauts as the rest of the crew sprinted ahead.
The next obstacle a legion of Infernal High Priests.
Kiyohime leapt to the front, her purple eyes flashing.
Time itself froze for half the priests, their movements locked.
"Keep running! I'll hold them here!" she shouted.
The crew didn't hesitate.
Now only a handful remained Adamus, Samael, Gabriel, Michael, and Jesus flying together in tight formation.
"Why does it feel like the distance between us, Lucifer, and Yahweh keeps stretching?" Adamus asked, his voice cutting through the roar of battle.
Samael's gaze locked on the far side of the battlefield, where Lucifer hovered hourglasses spinning around him, leaking streams of otherworldly sand.
"That's it. He's manipulating time and space. Making an infinite distance between us."
Adamus narrowed his eyes. "Then how do we reach him?"
"When we fought Zerachiel one of Lucifer children he had this exact power," Samael said. "He could keep stacking infinite distance between himself and his opponent. It never looked infinite… but it was. I tried teleporting behind him just to land a single strike. That was the only way to get close. Even then, it took both my brothers fighting with me to finally break through."
Before Adamus could respond, a sudden swarm of Fallen Angels descended. They slammed into Samael, Gabriel, and Michael, knocking them from the sky.
The three Archangels rose quickly, blades drawn.
"We'll hold them back! Go!" Gabriel roared.
"Lucifer is stacking infinite distances layer upon layer! You have to break through!" Samael warned.
Adamus and Jesus shot forward, dodging attacks from soldiers as they climbed higher and higher.
The air felt heavier. Every second, Lucifer's figure seemed to recede farther away.
Adamus's golden eyes ignited light flaring brighter than the battlefield's chaos. He saw them: golden life strings trailing from Lucifer.
He seized one.
"Switch."
In an instant, Adamus vanished. Lucifer found himself hovering exactly where Adamus had been confused, scanning the battlefield.
"What how?!"
He turned and there, in the spot he had just been, Adamus and Jesus were already rushing toward the golden cloud hill where Yahweh's throne loomed.
Lucifer's face twisted in fury.
"NO!"
He shot forward like a black comet to intercept them.
The infinite distances collapsed.
Lucifer's manipulation of space-time shattered, and now he charged toward Adamus and Jesus as they sprinted flying toward Yahweh's throne. The golden cloud hill rose ahead, and Yahweh hovered above it, vast and radiant.
But before they could reach Him, Lucifer appeared in their path. His Golden armor glistened under Heaven's broken light, the black blade pulsing in his grip.
"You're not doing it," he snarled. "You're not bringing faith back to this world. You're not bringing faith back to Yahweh. This is my world. I am the star that shines upon it. I bring the light not Him, not you."
He lunged for Jesus
But Adamus was there, Black Lotus Sword meeting the black blade in a burst of divine chaos.
The two locked weapons, and Adamus stared into Lucifer's eyes.
"You should respect your Father and not speak to Him this way. The soldiers you sent to kill Moses… you'll pay for that."
Lucifer smirked. "Moses? I had my fun. The moment he reached Heaven, I erased him from reality."
Something inside Adamus trembled. His form flickered parts of his body turning translucent, emptiness creeping inward, his emotions twisting toward collapse. But he steadied his grip, clashing blow for blow as their swords rang out like war drums.
Behind them, Jesus waited watching for the single opening that would let him slip past.
Adamus thought fast. I need to trap him so Jesus can get to Yahweh.
Lucifer lunged again, but as their blades locked Adamus whispered:
"Dimension Ascension."
The battlefield vanished. A domain bloomed into being a higher plane of existence filled with impossible shapes, infinite colors, crushing higher dimensional pressure. Lucifer stumbled back, scanning the alien horizon.
"What… are you doing?"
"This," Adamus said, "is your cage."
Below, Jesus heard the shout: "Lucifer's stuck in my domain! He can't escape! Go!"
Jesus wasted no time. He soared toward Yahweh's cosmic throne, its golden enormity towering before him. He flew for what felt like miles across its surface before reaching the heart where a massive gold-and-white orb floated, pulsing with creation's breath, Yahweh himself.
He placed his hand on it. His flesh began to burn away.
"For sin to be gone forever, blood must be shed," he whispered. "Greater love has no one than this: to lay down one's life for one's friends. So I have loved the world… I will die for it."
The orb expanded, consuming him. Jesus dissolved into pure light becoming one with Yahweh. The orb blazed even brighter.
Inside the Dimension Ascension, Adamus and Lucifer still fought, but then Adamus released the domain. Lucifer whirled and saw it. Yahweh, now infused with the Son, burning with divine unity.
"No!" Lucifer shot forward. "I won't let this happen! I will absorb you again, Yahweh! I am the author of this hyperverse!"
But Yahweh's power stopped him cold, freezing him mid-flight.
Then an energy surged from Yahweh, touching everyone who was not a demon including Lucifer. The golden-white aura swelled until it exploded in blinding light, annihilating the castle.
Dust choked the skies, but as it cleared, the crew stood together again Adamus, Kiyohime, Hunter, Gabriel, Samael, and Michael surrounded by the Higher Dimensional Card Warriors and the Archangels who had fought outside. Every demon lay in ruin.
Above them, Yahweh hovered, visible to all of Heaven.
Adamus, "What's he doing?"
Michael's gaze didn't waver. "He's about to recreate the hyperverse. He's just missing one more piece."
From the far side of Heaven, beyond the ruins of Lucifer's castle, a brilliant white energy burst skyward the Holy Spirit. Once trapped in an endless battle with Lucifer for control of the Hyperverse's narrative, it now beheld Yahweh blazing in the sky, Jesus already one with Him through the power of faith. Without hesitation, the Holy Spirit knew what must be done and soared toward Yahweh.
"Jesus, the Holy Spirit, and Yahweh," Michael said softly. "One again."
Yahweh's voice rolled like thunder:
"Let there be light."
Below Heaven, all of existence reignited. In a single instant, the infinite multiverses and higher realms of the Hyperverse of Israel were reborn.
As creation surged back into being, Heaven itself trembled under the sheer force of it.
Gabriel stepped forward to the crew, raising his hand. A shimmering portal bloomed in the air.
"Look look what's happening," he urged.
Through the portal, they saw the center of the Hyperverse the last place they had stood before coming to Heaven. It was the place where all the people they had rescued across the Hyperverse had gathered: the Israelites, Moses's family, Noah's family, and countless others.
As they watched, every one of those people began to glow with golden light. One by one, they vanished.
Kiyohime's eyes widened. "What's happening to them?"
"God's sending them home," Samael answered. "Everything is restored. Every soul you rescued… He has rebuilt the Hyperverse and returned them to their worlds. Even the dead, even those erased by Lucifer alive again. Moses, every Israelite, every innocent soul slaughtered… all restored. Our Father has fixed everything that was broken."
Adamus let out a slow breath. "Good. He didn't deserve to go out like that. His people can finally know peace."
But on the other side of the battlefield, Lucifer lay beaten, glaring up at Yahweh's radiance. His horns still burned with the Mark of the Beast.
"No…" he rasped. "I lost. I am the star. Not you!"
He turned toward the crew toward Adamus and pointed.
"You. From the moment you and your friends entered my world, you ruined everything!"
Adamus's voice was cold, his golden eyes unblinking.
"Your Father Jesus warned you. He gave you the chance to stop, to lay down your pride, and be forgiven. But you spat on His mercy. You took the gift of free will and shattered it, twisting it into chains. This is your end."
Around them, angels who had borne the Mark of the Beast looked at their freed bodies in horror. "I can't believe we were tricked into worshiping him," one whispered.
Across all of Heaven through all seven layers the same awakening spread. Every angel who had carried the Mark, every soul Lucifer had bound to his will, felt the fog lift. The false memories he had burned into their minds crumbled away, and the truth returned like a flood.
They remembered everything.
The battles. The lies. The moment he chained their will.
And the rage, the sorrow, and the shame that followed.
Lucifer's breathing grew ragged. "I didn't want to do this… but I will."
He tore his armor away. On his chest and stomach, the Mark of the Beast blazed to life, glowing hotter
And Lucifer began to change. His form warped, muscle twisting, bone reshaping, his aura blackening into something far worse than before…
The Mark of the Beast ignited within Lucifer's chest, burning like a prophecy etched into his very soul.
His body swelled, twisting into a nightmare that blotted out the sky. A living storm of flesh and fire.
Seven colossal heads rose from his shoulders, each wearing a crown of blasphemy. Ten horns spiraled like thrones forged in rebellion.
His scales shimmered sun-crimson and molten. His tail lashed, sweeping a third of Heaven's stars into the void.
The Great Red Dragon roared, each head spitting fire, his voice shaking the hyperverse:
"If I cannot have this world… I will escort it into famine and ash!"
Fear rippled across the host. Archangels readied their weapons Michael, Samael, and Gabriel at the front.
Kiyohime and Hunter braced themselves, magic and weaponry flaring.
But Adamus stepped forward alone. He raised his hand.
A massive golden shield manifested, covering his crew and the Archangels behind it. He stood before them, silent, the barrier's glow reflecting in his eyes.
Kiyohime's voice broke.
"What are you doing? Release your shield!"
Adamus's gaze stayed locked on Lucifer. A single tear slid down his cheek.
"I'm tired… tired of people getting hurt because I'm not strong enough. We've watched too many die be tortured across the Hyperverse of Israel. I couldn't save Moses… I couldn't save my own mother. I can't let it happen again."
Kiyohime's voice trembled.
"You can't do this on your own. You can't save everyone."
"That's the problem," Adamus answered. "A true hero saves everybody. Like Jesus said true love is sacrificing yourself for the world."
He strode forward, Black Lotus Sword in hand.
Lucifer's dragon heads lowered, sneering.
"You? Alone? I will crush Heaven and drink Yahweh's light."
Adamus didn't answer. The emptiness in his eyes said enough.
They charged. The collision ripped reality itself apart Lucifer's claws shredding the fabric of space, Adamus weaving through them at immeasurable speed, his blade carving into the dragon's molten-crimson flesh.
Lucifer swung a massive clawed hand, the strike tearing open rifts in the air itself. But before it could connect, Adamus's Automatic Counter reacted manifesting as a colossal golden dragon fist that materialized in midair, meeting the blow head-on and neutralizing it with perfect precision.
The shockwave rippled through the battlefield.
But Lucifer's tail whipped around like a living guillotine, catching Adamus mid-flight and smashing him into the cloud-ground. Before he could recover, all seven heads descended, unleashing torrents of Mark of the Beast flame that engulfed him in a storm of burning darkness.
Adamus burst through the fire, sword-first, cutting straight through one of Lucifer's heads. The beast recoiled, the remaining heads snapping at him, but Adamus weaved through each strike, blade flashing.
Behind the golden shield, the crew watched, awe and fear mingling.
"His strength… his bravery," an angel whispered.
Kiyohime's eyes tightened. Please… control yourself. Don't become emptiness again. Your compassion is what makes you the warrior of fire.
Lucifer's massive heads lunged, snapping at Adamus as he darted through the air. Each bite missed by a fraction, the force of the jaws splitting the clouds like thunderclaps.
Adamus's Black Lotus Sword swung in a blazing arc, higher-dimensional energy whipping from its edge like ribbons of light and shadow. The blade carved through the dragon's necks one after another until only two of Lucifer's heads remained.
The severed heads fell, crashing into the clouds below.
Lucifer's laughter rumbled through the battlefield. "I can just heal."
But as he tried, nothing happened.
Adamus's voice cut like steel.
"My sword nullifies healing factors. You can't heal. Consider this fight over."
Lucifer's grin widened. "You think that's the only way to restore a body?"
The air warped as he summoned his magic. In an instant, the missing heads reappeared regrown, not by regeneration, but by reversing time on his own body, bypassing the sword's nullification entirely.
His laughter grew louder, darker.
"You don't understand. I have infinite power. I will never run out of magic or energy. I can reverse time on my body and fight forever."
Lucifer's eyes burned with cruel delight.
"How long can you last, Adamus? I can do this forever. And when I'm done, I'll find Moses again. Before I erase him, I'll torture every Israelite alive."
The words cracked something deep inside Adamus. The last light in his gaze went out. The Black Lotus surged, swallowing him.
"All must be erased. Order must take place. Everything… must become nothingness."
The words cracked something deep inside Adamus.
His emotions drained away, collapsing into a cold void.
The Black Lotus surged, swallowing him whole. His black wings unfurled wildly, the golden eyes along them blazing with Black Lotus light. Golden flames bled into darkness, streaked with shadow.
"All must be erased. Order must take place. Everything… must become nothingness."
Lucifer roared, summoning a massive sphere of corrupted energy, its surface writhing with demonic sigils. He hurled it toward Adamus.
Adamus's gaze sharpened Parallel Vision activated. The energy blast unraveled in midair, erased from existence before it could reach him.
In the same breath, Adamus moved. His speed shredded the story itself, tearing through the narrative's pages like paper in a storm. The Black Lotus Sword drove into Lucifer's chest, and Adamus pushed forward faster than the very telling of events could keep up.
They crossed multiple layers of infinity in a heartbeat, slamming toward the edge of Heaven. Without slowing, Adamus forced Lucifer past the border into the section of Heaven's rim that descends straight into Hell.
The fall began. A descent from Heaven to Hell a drop that should last eons
took place instantly.
They all watched the fight unfold Adamus alone against the Great Red Dragon, every clash shaking Heaven itself. Behind the massive golden shield, they saw his blade pierce through Lucifer's chest, driving the beast backward toward the distant edge of Heaven.
Then, without warning, the shield dissolved.
The crew moved as one some teleporting, others taking flight racing toward the battlefield's edge. When they arrived, the space before them was empty. Adamus was nowhere in sight.
Kiyohime stepped forward, scanning the horizon, her voice breaking.
"Please… come back alive, Adamus."
Hell.
Adamus floated in the air, his expression empty, surrounded by an infinite expanse of Hell fire and writhing demons without number.
From the depths, Lucifer rose in his Great Red Dragon form, the ground quaking beneath his colossal frame. His voice echoed in every corner of the abyss.
"You want to fight me here? You're surrounded by infinite demons. This is my dominion."
Adamus's golden eyes scanned the horizon no matter where he looked, the darkness was alive with an endless horde, snarling and closing in.
His voice was flat. Inhuman.
"Dimension Ascension: Omnipresence."
The Black Lotus flames erupted, spreading in all directions. The air filled with shrieks as the fire didn't just burn it erased, stripping the demons from existence itself, leaving nothing behind, As well as infinite clones of Adamus.
"Everything must become empty," Adamus intoned.
Lucifer turned in horror. His own realm his kingdom was being devoured, piece by piece.
Adamus Infinite clone, Omniclones, attacking the demons. Adamus's hand lifted. Omnipresent Telekinesis gripped Lucifer, lifting the dragon's massive body into the air before slamming him into the scorched ground, dragging him across Hell's surface and carving a burning trench behind him.
Lucifer groaned, rising unsteadily, his body bleeding from countless gashes.
"That's not going to stop me!" he roared, unleashing a massive sphere of demonic energy.
Adamus swung the Black Lotus Sword once cutting the life string of the blast. It vanished instantly, erased from reality.
"That energy blast of yours is annoying," Adamus said coldly. With another swing, he severed a different life string the one tied to Lucifer's demonic flames. "And infinite energy tricks… those are even more annoying." His blade cut again, slicing through the life string that fed Lucifer's endless power.
Lucifer tried to summon his infernal fire again… but nothing happened. Panic flickered in his eyes.
"How…? You took my power away!"
Adamus said nothing.
And then he moved. In the same instant, he struck from all angles Omnipresent Punch each blow smashing into Lucifer at once. The dragon's roars turned into screams as his massive form collapsed inward, shrinking, until he stood again as the battered, bloodied Lucifer in his humanoid form.
Lucifer stared up at him in horror.
"What… are you? You're a monster."
Adamus walked toward Lucifer, the Black Lotus fire consuming everything around them.
Then he stopped. His hands clutched his head.
"No… I'm in charge of my body. Stop!"
His body froze in place. Outwardly, he was motionless, but within, a battle had begun.
Inside Adamus's Mind Dimension
The Black Lotus coiled around him like a living storm, its wings spreading wide, eyes burning with Black Lotus light. Adamus strained against it, but the tendrils of shadow pulled tighter.
From the shifting void ahead, a figure emerged Vajrapani.
"I told you the Black Lotus is dangerous," Vajrapani said gravely. "Every time you use it, you risk this happening. Especially the last time when you used Omnipresence. That cost you 2% of your emotions. Now you've activated it again… and from what I see, you only have ninety-five percent left."
Adamus gritted his teeth, pushing against the crushing pressure. Then he remembered this wasn't just a fight of strength, it was a fight of control.
He dropped into a meditative stance, even as the Black Lotus wrapped tighter around him.
"Om Mani Padme Hum," he chanted.
Again.
And again.
The Omni Crystal fused within his heart began to glow its light pouring through him, bolstering his will. His golden eyes ignited with renewed brilliance. Slowly, his emotions began to return, the emptiness receding.
The golden light pushed against the encroaching darkness, and the Black Lotus flinched, retreating step by step.
"Om Mani Padme Hum…" The chant grew stronger. The light burned brighter. The Lotus finally loosened its hold, shrinking back into stillness.
Adamus stood fully in control once more.
Vajrapani regarded him with a faint smile.
"Good job. It's a blessing you have the Omni Crystal within you. I wish I'd had something like that when I was the Black Lotus's host."
Adamus turned to him.
"Vajrapani… what is the Black Lotus? Why is it bound to me? I understand the Omni Crystal… but where did the Black Lotus come from?"
Vajrapani:
"Listen closely. First, let me tell you what the Black Lotus is, Adamus…
The Black Lotus isn't just power.
It's beyond power.
It is something that power itself cannot comprehend.
It is boundlessly omnipresent spread through all things. Through all space, all time, every thought."
Adamus:
"…All things?
Even beyond the Omniverse?"
Vajrapani:
"Yes. Beyond the Omniverse.
Beyond all Omniverses.
Beyond dimensions.
Beyond structure.
Beyond the narrative… and even beyond the narrative of the narrative.
It reaches across boundless layers of narrative reality and still further."
Adamus:
"Then what am I? Am I just a vessel for something that vast? But still… that doesn't explain why it's connected to me. Is it because of the Om Mani Padme Hum Crystal I have? Is it connected to that crystal?"
Vajrapani:
"No.
The crystal lets you withstand the Lotus maybe even resist it for a time.
But that's not why you're bound to it.
You are… my reincarnation.
Vajrapani:
"In my past life, I uncovered the truth.
I didn't just encounter the Black Lotus
I befriended it.
I fought beside it.
I learned to wield its power to protect what mattered."
Vajrapani (his expression darkening):
*"But when I died… my brother, Avalokiteshvara, found my body. He tried to save me, fusing my essence and soul into himself. But he could only take half.
The other half… went to the Black Lotus.
For some reason, it chose me. It decided to merge with my soul, binding us together. That soul my soul is also your soul. And now, that soul is one with the Black Lotus.
When the time was right… it bloomed. Reincarnation took place."*
Vajrapani (stepping closer, voice low):
*"And with that half, it grew into something new.
It gave birth… to you.
You are not just my reincarnation, Adamus…
You are the Black Lotus itself in form."*
Adamus (unsteady):
"I don't want to be the Black Lotus. I don't want to lose control of myself. All it wants to do is destroy… and I don't want that."
Vajrapani:
*"That is only part of its nature.
Yes it can erase. It can reduce reality to perfect stillness.
But that is not its only purpose.
It is the reason the Om Mani Padme Hum Crystal exists inside you.
It is the reason anything exists.
It doesn't just destroy it clears space for rebirth.
It wipes the canvas clean so something new can bloom.
It is not the end…
It is the origin of beginnings.
You are not a weapon of destruction, Adamus.
You are the canvas upon which all things arise. Even beginnings and endings are nothing but marks written upon you."*
Adamus:
"So… you're telling me the Black Lotus also creates?"
Vajrapani:
"Yes. It is the reason creation itself is possible. You must learn to control it. It is not evil. Master it… and you will see the beauty in the Black Lotus."
Vajrapani's form began to fade, his voice echoing in the dim.
Adamus found himself standing once again in control of his body staring Lucifer down. Not a single instant had passed in the outside world.
Adamus stared Lucifer down, golden eyes burning.
"It's over now. You're defeated. I took away your infinite power. And as you can see your realm, Hell, is halfway gone. The rest is still burning. More than half of it… erased into darkness. Emptiness. Your demons are running, desperate to escape what's coming."
Lucifer gripped his sword tightly, sneering.
"You may have taken my infinite power, but I still have energy. I will never give up until this world is mine. Until I am the star that shines upon it. Until this world loves me the love I deserve."
Adamus's gaze hardened.
"You stole free will… and you think the world should love you for it. You make me sick."
Dimension Ascension: Omnipresence still radiated from him like a living force. And in that state, something inside Adamus awakened.
He looked directly at Lucifer.
"Omnipresence: Future Phenomenon."
Lucifer glanced around, unimpressed.
"Looks like your trick didn't work."
He charged forward, black sword blazing with the energy he had left, and swung with all his might
Only for a colossal golden fist to manifest out of nowhere, smashing into him and sending him crashing into the ground with enough force to create a massive crater.
Adamus hadn't moved.
"Are you done? Ready to go back to Heaven? I'm sure your brothers have a nice cell waiting for you."
Lucifer snarled.
"I'm not going anywhere!"
He tried to fire a wave of dark energy from his sword
But before it could form, a golden wind swept through, bending his arms backward until the sword fell from his grip. He dropped to his knees, screaming.
He staggered back to his feet and lunged at Adamus again
Only for the ground beneath him to glow gold, swallowing him up to the neck as if the earth itself had turned solid around him.
Lucifer thrashed, panic rising.
"What… what is this? It's just dirt why can't I break free?!"
"Do you want to know why?"
Adamus's voice was calm, almost gentle, but each word carried the weight of inevitability.
"When I activate Omnipresence: Future Phenomenon, I exist in every moment of your life past, present, and future all at once. I'm not just here with you now… I've been with you in every version of you that has ever been, and will ever be. I've already seen every choice you'll make, every strike you'll attempt, every plan you'll conceive.
"The wind that shattered your arm? I placed it there before you even thought to attack. The earth that holds you now? I set that trap long before you stepped onto it. Every time you try to act, a phenomenon will occur because in your future, it already happened, and I have already answered it.
"You have no path I haven't already walked. No evil I haven't already ended. You no longer possess free will, Lucifer… because I am bound to your existence forever, and I have already stopped every sin you will ever attempt."
With a roar, Lucifer broke free from the golden earth through sheer strength clutching his broken arm.
"This won't stop me!"
But then the golden wind returned. Another phenomenon. This time, golden chains erupted from the air, coiling around him, binding him so tightly he collapsed to the ground, unable to move.
Adamus walked forward, seized Lucifer by the shoulder, and saw the life string tethered to Kiyohime and Hunter still pulsing. With a single motion, he took hold of their life strings as well
And in an instant, Adamus and his prisoner vanished from Hell, reappearing at the very edge of Heaven, where the entire crew was waiting.
Can be skipped.
Narrator:
Through the activation of Dimension Ascension,
Adamus attained a state few could comprehend
Omnipresence.
He was no longer bound by position, sequence, or time.
Wherever his opponent's existence or nonexistence was, is, will be or could ever be
he already exists there.
This omnipresence awakened a new technique:
Future Phenomenon.
By connecting to an enemy through their life strings or within the domain of his presence,
Adamus becomes entwined with their entire existence and nonexistence
not just the present moment,
but their past, present, and all possible futures simultaneously.
This link extends beyond conventional causality,
attaching to the principle of their existence and nonexistence itself.
And in battle, this changes everything.
With Future Phenomenon,
Adamus can strike in any point of the opponent's timeline
even one that exists outside cause-and-effect as they understand it
and the result manifests exactly when and where he wills.
If an opponent claims to "bypass" causality,
the phenomenon simply anchors to the state of their existence and nonexistence after they've bypassed it,
rewriting even that moment into his desired outcome.
It cannot be dodged.
It cannot be blocked.
It cannot be avoided by existing "beyond time" or "outside sequence,"
because Adamus already exists in that same beyond,
woven into their existence and nonexistence before the bypass ever occurred.
The attack has already happened.
The phenomenon is inevitable.
When this technique is activated,
even if Adamus turns it off or exhausts his energy,
its effects remain
for what has already happened cannot be undone without erasing the entire concept of the target's existence and nonexistence.
It is a divine curse,
a living law embedded into the framework of their identity and anti-identity.
These phenomena can manifest in countless ways,
always matching the threat
from a banana underfoot that sends you crashing,
to your car refusing to start,
to illusions clouding your vision,
to golden lightning striking you down,
chains of light binding you,
or blades piercing you from nowhere.
They can escalate into cosmic devastation
explosions that tear through the void,
or a star collapsing into a singularity to erase you from existence and nonexistence alike.
Yet this power can also bless.
Bound to an ally, the phenomenon becomes their unseen protector,
intervening even in "causeless" moments to save their existence and nonexistence from harm.
With Future Phenomenon,
Adamus does not merely fight an opponent
he becomes the narrator of their entire reality,
editing even the chapters of their existence and nonexistence they believe stand apart from cause and effect.
His opponents do not see the strike.
They only feel its consequences
sudden collapse, fractured bones,
reality trembling around their body moments after nothing seemed to occur.
To fight Adamus is to walk toward a future that is already broken,
a destiny where pain or salvation
has already been written into your existence and nonexistence
even in the places where you thought no path existed at all.
End of narration.
As the light of the faded, Adamus and Lucifer appeared at the edge of Heaven.
Lucifer lay chained on the ground, bound in golden restraints, while Adamus stood beside Kiyohime and Hunter.
Kiyohime rushed forward, wrapping her arms around him. "You're back…", she whispered.
Hunter stepped in with a firm dap and a grin. "Good job, man."
All around them, angels erupted into celebration. Trumpets blared, voices cheered, and the light of Heaven seemed to grow warmer.
The Archangels strode forward Gabriel, Michael, and Samael all flanking the prisoner. Michael's gaze swept over Adamus.
"Impressive. You're very strong, warrior. We appreciate everything you and your friends have done for us."
Gabriel nodded toward the crew.
"Truly, we couldn't have done this without you."
Lucifer growled from the ground.
"I will escape. This world will be mine."
Michael's eyes hardened. He turned to the Archangel guards.
"Take him away. Lock him in the deepest cell. Post double the guards."
Adamus shook his head calmly.
"It's fine. I've taken away his free will completely. Trust me he's not going anywhere."
They all watched as the Archangels dragged Lucifer away, the golden chains clinking against the floor until he vanished into the distance.
Gabriel stepped to the edge and looked down into the abyss.
"It looks like your black flames erased all of Hell. Good thing they stopped… who knows what would've happened if they'd reached up here. Hell is just as vast as Heaven."
Adamus lowered his head slightly.
"I'm sorry for that. I still don't fully know how to control these powers."
A deep, resonant hum filled the air. Adamus looked up to see the massive gold-and-white orb of Yahweh floating above.
A voice filled his mind and heart at once:
"Thank you."
Adamus smiled faintly. "Thank you."
Samael stepped forward, opening a shimmering portal.
"This will take you back to the center of the Hyperverse. Are you ready to go home?"
Adamus, Kiyohime, and Hunter all answered at once. "Yes."
The Center of the Hypervers Paradise
They emerged in a place of endless light and tranquility, their powers fading as they returned to their normal forms. Ahead stood the great teleporter the gateway that would carry them out of the Hyperverse of Israel.
The three of them stepped forward together. The moment their feet touched the platform, the world around them shifted.
Home.
They stood once more at the edge of the massive pit the one that had led them into the Hyperverse in the first place. Behind them lay that entire divine realm.
Adamus exhaled, a tired smile forming.
"That was one heck of a journey."
Kiyohime and Hunter both nodded.
"Yes… and we're glad it's over. Now we can finally finish our trip back to our countries."
The three of them turned, the sun of their own world warm on their faces, the road home stretching ahead.