Rise Of The Fallen

Whole room fell into the silence. Both of them were looking at each other, one with undisguised hatred in his eyes, second with little panic in them. Azazel knew that they would came to this point sooner or later, but still he was hesitating. 'Oh shit... How will I say it to him... Fuck! I wasn't that nervous during 'Great War!' he was sitting in his seat with sweat running down his back. He took really deep breath and steeled his nerves. Azazel looked at him with serious expression.

Azazel: Listen, I've got something to tell you, but no matter what, you have to promise me that you won't kill anyone or destroy this place.

Razjeel frowned hearing that. 'Always in situations like this, when someone ask you to make a promise beforehand, in 95% you will hear something unpleasant and break the promise.' That's what Razjeel thought. He wasn't someone who makes promises when he couldn't keep them.

Razjeel: Just speak.

Azazel closed his eyes and took one big breath. He opened his eyes and said seriously.

Azazel: I told you I would help you however I can, and I still will. But not with killing the God, it's impossible right now.

Razjeel made emotionless expression and his eyes became cold. He thought that Azazel was telling that Razjeel can't kill the God, either because he was too weak, they think that God is immortal or they can't let the God die from some reason.

Razjeel: And why is that impossible? There are only few things that are truly immortal, but surely not him. I don't even care if he is protected by the Urouboros Dragon or Great Red, he will die and I will make sure of it.

Azazel sighed and said what had to.

Azazel: Of course it's not that, and I'm not looking down on you, I can guess what you think, also I don't care about the Oldman. If someone could kill the God then it's only you. But... The thing is... That... God is... already dead...

He closed his eyes and clenched his fists. His whole body was stiff. Azazel expecting some display of anger, furious shout, destroyed office, maybe several dead people. But even after fifteen seconds, nothing happened.

Razjeel when he heard that frozen in his place. His mind shattered like a glass. He couldn't gather his thoughts, he couldn't believe what he heard. All strength he had in his body disappeared in a moment. For seven thousand years he endured unimaginable pain, for seven thousand years all what he got was his dėsɨrė for revenge. It was all that keep him together. But now? The man that destroyed everything he got, killed the only person he truly loved, just died. 'Is this some kind of joke? Is Fate fuċkɨnġ with me for everything I've done in past?' he said inside his head. He felt heavy, like he had no energy left. He didn't know what to do now. Only thing he lived for till now was revenge, now without it, he felt empty. He leaned on his armchair and lowered his head making his hairs covered his face. After a minute he asked in hollow voice.

Razjeel: How?

Azazel looked at him and couldn't help but feel sad for him. This sudden change in him made Azazel worried. He knew that Razjeel is broken right know, and broken people need to be taken care of. But he never was good at consoling and speaking about feelings.

He started telling him what happened during Great War. When Heaven and Underworld decided to go all out. God and Four Great Satans stepped on the battlefield to settle this. They made barrier around them mixed with both Demonic and Holy+Divine Energy. No one could cross the barrier, nor see through it. Fallen Angels under the command of the Azazel decided to retreat. They had enough losses and Azazel didn't want to sacrifice even more, they hadn't no one that could stand against God or Satans. From what he heard, Barrier crumbled after four days. Inside were massive craters with traces of slashes, burned marks and frozen lands. In short, whole place looked like small land touched by Apocalypse. Magic Energy was so dense in that place that only High ranked people could enter there, but even they felt suffocated once they entered. In the middle of battlefield, where huge crater was created, they saw scene that brought despair to Devils and joy to Angels. God was standing with his Gold Spear stucked in the ground with small cuts and bruises on his body, some of the gold blood was flowing from his lips down to his chin. In front of him three bodies were laying motionless. Beautiful woman with voluptuous figure and eye-catching blue hairs was lying dead with hole in the middle of her ċhėst. Two men, one with deep brown, second with light green hairs were laying some distance next to her, facing the ground. While former had lost his two arms and one leg with his back full of cuts, the latter was missing piece of his left side of the body. Last one was silver haired man, kneeling on the ground behind three corpses. He was devilishly handsome, on the same level like God. His armor was gone, leaving him with nȧkėd upper body. They were Leviathan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub and Lucifer respectively.

Lucifer was the one who survived the longest from Great Satans, but it wasn't inappropriate to say that he was one leg in the grave. He had huge cut across his ċhėst, that was spitting blood every time his hear beat. What spectators found strange was that, although his friends died and soon will he, Lucifer was smiling bitterly. He was literally smiling while looking at his killer. He exchanged few words with God and laughed for some reason, before he fell on the ground and died right after.

God was standing there for few seconds, thinking about something, but when he felt that Angel and Devils approached him, he declared that war was over. His wasn't speaking loud, but everyone there here it loud and clear. Then he disappeared in golden portal, without giving a second look to his now dead enemies. Devils that were in place took the bodies of Satans and disappeared instantly. Angels let them be, they didn't want to beat stary dogs, as they said.

Azazel: Underworld was, and is, in dire state since then. The Old Satan Faction wanted to continue war to show that they aren't pushovers and to get revenge but some of them didn'-

Razjeel: Cut this crap, I know already about that 'Old' and 'New' Satan Faction shit. Move to main topic.

Azazel flinched hearing his cold voice but did as he was told to. Other factions obviously saw or heard what happened. Single-handedly wiping out four God-ran beings wasn't something anyone could do, much more to the leaders of Underworld that while separately were only as strong as Mid-level God's, then when together, you would need few High-Level Gods to even call this a fair fight. This made other factions halt any plans they had against "Biblical Faction", as they called factions of Angels, Fallens and Devils, all thanks to a book wrote years ago. God only made his position as 3rd strongest known being in the universe. But after some time, so always proud Angels request a meeting between other two factions between only leaders and their most trusted ones. Four Great Seraphs personally went to them to request that. Suspicious about whole thing, they had no choice but to participate in the meeting, they had no power to refuse.

Azazel as a Fallen's leader went on the meeting only with Baraqiel and Shemhazai. After him, new elected Four Satans arrived. They exchanged greetings but no one spoke further, until representatives of Heavens arrived. There was something off with them, but no one voiced it. They started with few formal procedures and etc, but suddenly they becomes abnormally serious. Michael requested to not spread content of this meeting to anyone, as this may endanger all three factions. Knowing that the thing is serious other two factions became tense. Angels were known for not fooling around so the took the matter seriously. It was then that the Michael took a deep breathe and said with sorrowful voice, "The God is dead".

Silence enveloped whole room. No one expected to hear that, they will most likely believed that Sun burned out than the God is dead, but judging by the condition of Seraphs, they knew that said truth. It was new Lucifer, named Sirzechs, that asked how that happened and why they were telling them that.

Michael said that after fight with Four Great Satans, God was more injured that he looked like. It's turned out that he had old wound that he had to constantly supplied with his Divinity to keep it closed, which weakened him. When he came back to Heaven he used almost all of his Divinity, making the wound split open, also attacks that hitted him in that place made whole thing even worse. Corrosion spread inside his body and eventually reach his heart, making it impossible to cure. With his last bits of power he slowed down the corrosion and passed the leadership to Michael. It's turned out that God knew he would die after that fight, he only made tough front to show other factions to not mess with them and keep Heaven from any dangers.

Later they went to the second point of the meeting. Without any powerful being in any of three factions, all of them were in possible danger. If other factions decided to attack them now, they wouldn't wistand more than few months at best. So to ensure a safety of three factions, they decided to sign a non aggression pact between them, and hold the whole matter of death's of God as a secret from the whole world. God never leaves his White Throne Room unless he had to which till now happened only fourth time since he was created, which made whol secret thing even more easier and more credible. Angels started sorting whole mess that they were left with, Devils were busy with Civil War so it was to their advantage. Fallen Angels just minded their own business.

Azazel: That's all what happened.

Razjeel didn't answer him but was thinking about one thing he heard during the story.

Razjeel: That wound... That he had to support with Divinity...

He started with emotionless voice. Azazel couldn't see his expression because he was resting his elbows on his knees while looking on the ground. He grasped what Razjeel had on mind, and responded with slightly cheerful voice, wanting to cheer him up.

Azazel: Yes, it was you that made that. In the beginning it was just shallow cut but later it's spread in terrifying speed. You probably made it when you both fight in Tel Qaramel, during your last clash. In the end you kill the God indirectly.

Razjeel: You think I'm happy with that?

He raised his eyes. Azazel never saw him like that. He looked like he lost his all energy, his emerald eyes became dull and lost all their's light.

Razjeel: I should do it personally, one vs one. I should fight with him while looking him in the eyes, fighting for our lives, to kill each other. You may think that I'm crazy, and maybe I am... No, I surely am. But with my reason to live taken... I don't know what to do anymore...

He grabbed his head and lowered his head again. His voice was getting weaker as he continued to Speak. Was he angry? He couldn't be any more than he was, but he couldn't let his anger out because he knew he wouldn't have any means to vent it out. Azazel bit his lower lip, his face was full of sadness when he looked at him.

Azazel: I... I think you should rest properly for today. It wasn't even two days since you arrived from there. Get some sleep and rest, I have many things I want to show to you, and people I want to introduce to you. Penemue will lead you to your room.

Azazel: Brother... Everything gonna be okay, you will surly see it.

Razjeel stopped for a moment but didn't said anything and after a moment he left office. Azazel only sighed and laid his face on the desk.

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On their way towards his room, they met with lot of curious gazes. Everyone know Penemue and her position, so it was something surprising to see her with someone unknown to them. She didn't even had her normal cold expresion, but made a calm and kind one.

Both of them arrived at Razjeel's room but like the whole way to there, he was still in his thoughts. He didn't even thanked her for showing the way, but simply closed the door before her face without a word. She frowned at his behavior but didn't said anything. She was curious at his sudden change as he first appeared as someone with lot of energy and kind nature but now looked like empty shell. Heading towards the Azazel office she decided to ask himself what happened if she could knew.

Inside his room, Razjeel didn't bother to look around, he just throw himself at the bed facing the ceiling. He covered his eyes with his left forearm and again began to think.

'Why this is happens? I wanted to get revenge bot now that he is dead what should I do? I should just sit and be happy that he died... ? Normally people would do that, but... I can't... Not after what he have done to her... I should kill him with my own hands... For her... It was all for her... I... I promised but... '

His body starting to shaking slightly. Droplets of tears started running down his cheeks.

Razjeel: ...sorry... I'm sorry, Eve... I'm so sorry...

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