Chapter 133: The Starting of the Finish

Leodero, the Lord of Storms, mounted his horse and rode in direction of Trier, heralding the tempest within the brightest sky. The continents had been cracking and the oceans had been surging in his path.

The everlasting solar within the sky was dim. Its mild is weaker than ever. The god of the sky may really feel it, and the anchors of his sworn brother had been quivering. It was all slowly however absolutely collapsing on itself, sounding the symphony of Aucuses’ demise. It was heavenly to his ears. His oceanic blue eyes glinted with pleasure.

Humanity. It was the catalyst for the demise of the Aucuses. Regardless of wielding such nice energy and authority, he spent the vast majority of it on his insignificant and puny angels.

Why did he try this? Leodero mirrored. Compassion? Kindness?

It was ridiculous. Gods mustn’t have such emotions for his or her angels. They’re, above all, divine beings. Angels are nothing greater than ants that ought to crawl underneath their toes, expressing solely the utmost obedience and loyalty.

Nonetheless, Aucuses appeared to suppose in any other case. He takes care of his angels as in the event that they had been members of his ‘Household.’

That thought disgusted Leodero. A bolt of lightning struck the sky, illuminating his path and placing down on the ocean. It set off a wave that reached the stormy sky, rolling in direction of the southern continent.

Time actually adjustments every part. Aucuses, the white angel, modified to ‘this’. It really astounded him to see the as soon as detached and proud white angel remodel into this frail being.

And, certainly, at the beginning of the united empire, his energy dwarfed even that of Sasrir, True Creator. To place it mildly, his rise was meteoric.

However, in the long run, what distinction does it make? Right here Aucuses was, weak and frail. His anchors had been trembling. His energy was fading. And mockingly, it was his personal actions that led to his fall.

He had the Hermit Uniqueness. And it may have simply swayed Artisan’s place to affix his aspect on this battle. nove(l)bi(n.)com

Regardless of figuring out this, Aucuses granted it to a puny lady underneath him. And all he acquired out of it was Artisan’s hatred. Nothing extra and nothing much less.

Then, he invaded the Southern Continent so openly for an additional one in every of his angels. But once more, he gained nothing from it, apart from the offending mad Salinger. As for the individuality of Chained, it was truly extra of a menace than an asset.

Aucuses’ actions had been completely ludicrous. For his angels, he consciously made the worst choices. The results had been now coming again to chunk him within the again.

The worst of the results was Amanises’ selection. To start with, she wasn’t explicitly leaning on both aspect. Nonetheless, in the long run, she made a logical determination, siding with them after coming to the realisation of the scenario of Aucuses.

It was really satisfying to see his offended but helpless expression after Amanises struck his archie’s hell.

It was his humanity. It was really his undoing….

Leodero rode the black horse and marched in direction of Trier. Avalon, the divine kingdom of Aucuses, to be particular.

The battle has already begun. The gods of either side are about to face one another.

Leodero is conscious that there are nonetheless some unknown elements within the battle.

Sasrir. Cheek. Trunsoest.

Within the bone cathedral, Amon regarded on the divided sky, adjusting his monocle.

“Who do you suppose will triumph, my zealot brother?” He requested, turning to face Adam, who was praying in entrance of a large cross.

Adam stood up from his genuflecting place and opened his eyes. He turned to face Amon.

“Who do you imagine?” He returned the query.

For a cut up second, Amon regarded up on the stormy sky by way of the window of the bone cathedral.

“Aucuses.” He finally responded.

Adam gently smiled, his gleaming eyes wanting up on the astral world, witnessing all that was about to unfold….

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In a realm crammed with infinite mild. Aucuses rested his head on Lilith’s lap, eyes closed and arms crossed.

“It’s starting.” Lilith leaned in and whispered in his ear.

Aucuses opened his dimmed eyes and stated, caressing her cheek. “It’s, certainly. The start of the tip.”

“I will maintain Herabergan off.” Lilith stated. Aucuses smiled and rose to his toes with Lilith.

He nodded and continued asking, holding her palms. “Do you not want to say or ask something? We made a promise to one another. And I’m keen to reply any query.”

“No” Lilith smiled, urgent her finger towards his lips. “I already perceive…”

She tightened her maintain on his palms, lighting kissing him on his lips. “I might be there within the ramen store after the battle. Now go, Aucuses. The time is neigh”

Aucuses beamingly smiled. A golden flame erupted and shrouded his determine, burning his informal clothes to ashes and revealing white armour with golden, glinting streaks beneath. His iris turned vertical, gleaming brightly within the golden mild.

“Anticipate me..” Aucuses kissed her lips passionately earlier than turning again and strolling into the infinite expanse of sunshine.

Lilith stood there in silence, her agency gaze fastened on the disappearing determine of Aucuses, watching him depart for the battle….

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