Chapter 118:
anwhile In Heaven
The golden halls of Heaven glead with ethereal light, their walls pulsing with divine energy, yet the throne at the center of it all quivered under the weight of its masters paranoia. The Golden Being, Noboru Chikara's father, the one revered as God, Yahweh, the Supre One, sat upon his gilded throne, his luminous form flickering with unease. His golden eyes darted across the chamber, his fingers curling and uncurling in frustration as his thoughts consud him. As it was normal for him since he found it was born.
They hadn't found it. That Abomination. His mistake Noboru.
That abomination. That wretched mistake. Hides From him
Yahweh grit his teeth, his celestial aura flaring erratically, causing tremors throughout the golden palace. This was a usual since he found out about that aberrations existence. His mind then swirled with thoughts of the Devil Bitch—Lucy Morningstar. The cause of this. How could he have been so foolish? How could he, the ultimate being, the creator of everything,The ruler of all, The greatest being to ever exist have allowed himself to lie with the Whore of the Underworld? To filth itself. He had believed for a fleeting mont that she could be controlled, that she would bend to his will. But no. She had deceived him, entrapping him in a mont of arrogance and lust. All to give birth to that thing and expected him to care and love that disgrace that was a threat to him, to his rule, to peace, to stability.
It was his fault he had laid with that whore.
And from that unholy union, a disgrace had been born.
The abomination or as the whore nad him Noboru.
Noboru? aning Power as if she was mocking him saying that the disgrace will take his power.
The Abomination a child between himself what is all things good and that whore that is all things bad. That child whose existence spat in the face of divine law. A being with unchecked, unbound power—sothing beyond even Yahweh himself.
That was sothing he can't ever allow to exist
Yahweh's fists clenched. You see He had even designed his Angels and Archangels with careful limits—a divine failsafe to ensure that none could challenge him. Even his strongest, his Seven Heavenly Kings, were bound by laws etched deep in their essence that prevented rebellion or even a chance of it. Their might may be imnse, their divinity may be absolute, but none of them could reach his level. None of them could fight him directly. They had limiters. There would never be anyone who ca close to him thats how it should be until that whore existence was discovered. His exact opposite. His rival in both power and authority. He could handle her after when ever they clashed it was always in light a place where he had absolute power and she was absolutely weaker then him. Then she tricked him into laying with her and produced it. That abomination a being that was beyond them
But Noboru could so that abomination can't be allowed to exist.
The re thought sent a tremor of divine rage through him. He slamd his fist against the armrest of his throne, his power cracking through the golden floor beneath him. The entire palace shuddered.
His voice, laced with fury and desperation, echoed through the heavens.
"HAVE YOU FOUND HIM?!" Yahweh yelled
Before him, standing in formation, were his Seven Heavenly Kings—his answer to Lucy's Seven Deadly Sins. Each one was the pinnacle of divine strength, yet even they flinched at the raw fury in their Father's voice.
Stepping forward was King Uriel, a towering female angel clad in radiant golden Armor, her spear glowing with celestial fire. Her piercing white eyes remained steadfast, unwavering. She was his first daughter. His first ever creation and strongest his perfect child.
"My Lord father," she spoke, her voice composed but cautious, "we are still searching. The underworld Realm veils him from our divine sight. He has also learned to conceal his presence from light itself"
Yahweh let out a growl, his energy surging. "A place of pure darkness, created by that demon whore of his! Of course she would shield him!"
Uriel remained silent.
Beside her, King Michael, the Blade of God, gripped his sword tightly. He was Yahweh's most feared warrior, the commander of the divine armies. His golden hair shimred, his blue eyes sharp. "Father, we need ti. We will find him."
"TI?!" Yahweh bellowed. "How much ti, Michael?! How long before that MONSTER becos sothing even I cannot contain?!"
Michael bowed his head, unwilling to challenge his father's rage.
King Raphael, the Healer, clenched his scythe, his expression dark. "My Lord, with all due respect, Abomination is unlike anything we have faced. He is your blood—the combined essence of both Heaven and Hell."
"DO NOT SPEAK OF HIM AS MY BLOOD!" Yahweh roared. "He is NOT my son! He is a CANCER, a disease that must be eradicated before it is too late!"
The room crackled with divine energy. The Golden Being's paranoia had twisted into sothing manic, sothing desperate. He could feel it, the power of that abomination growing. He knew what Noboru represented—a future where he, Yahweh, was no longer the most powerful being in existence.
That could not happen.
"King Gabriel!" he snapped, turning to the Archangel who gave his ssages to everybody, his wielder of the Flail. "Send word to all available and busy angels! I want them to drop everything and every single realm searched! I want the demons interrogated! Kill them and Rip apart the veil of shadows if you have to!"
Gabriel bowed low, his wings twitching with tension. "It shall be done, my Lord."
King Camael, the angel of Retribution, clenched his dual blades. "If it is a battle he seeks, then let us strike first."
Yahweh's eyes glead with montary satisfaction. "Yes... YES! If we cannot find him, then we will force him out. Burn the Underworld if you must!"
Azrael, the Angel of Death, his axe resting against his shoulder, finally spoke. His voice was deep, almost solemn. "And if Lucy retaliates? If she brings forth her army?"
Yahweh's expression twisted into sothing dark, sothing sinister. "Then we will purge her too. That filthy whore should have been destroyed long ago."
Azrael exchanged glances with Michael, who nodded. They had long known their Father's paranoia, but this ti, it had reached a dangerous peak.
"HE. WILL. NOT. DETHRONE ." Yahweh hissed, his energy rippling. "He will NOT exist long enough to challenge my rule!"
His golden eyes burned with divine insanity as he rose from his throne, his form expanding, radiating absolute authority.
"FIND HIM. DESTROY HIM. BRING HIS HEAD."
The Seven Heavenly Kings kneeled.
"By your will, my Lord."
Yahweh turned his gaze toward the stars, his expression dark and calculating.
His energy flared, surging through the Heavens and beyond. If Noboru would not reveal himself...
Then Heaven would shake the cosmos until there was nowhere left for him to hide.
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