Warlock of War: My Ares System



My eyes shot down toward the corpse of a young man with short brown hair and pitch-black eyes. His life was slowly fading as his chest plate had been torn open by large axes and swords, his guts spilling out onto the battlefield. 

I could only wonder to myself how Orion was going to escape this. How was he going to press forward and save himself… but then, everything around us went black. The pittering and pattering of rain quickly stopped, and the throbbing of light illuminated the darkness in front of me. 

Squinting, I saw a single woman. She was beautiful, dressed in all-white robes, and had a tiara made from silver. And with a wave of her hand, the corpse that had become Orion molded and shifted into a soft yellow light drifting across the plane of darkness. 

"Ξύπνα," She spoke in an unknown language. I had no clue what she had just said, but I could immediately tell it was a greeting. A greeting directed straight at the clueless yellow ball of light seemingly struggling to move and speak. "My bad, force of habit." 

What the fuck… did she just say 'my bad' or am I… whatever… what the hell is this place? 

"Come on, spirit, don't sleep," The woman spoke up once again, lightly petting the golden orb moving towards a white light. It was like a miniature white sun smack dab in the middle of the plane of darkness. 

The orb of light attempted to turn around, but something blocked it. The strange divine figure was definitely there, slowly helping guide the orb, but it was more like a physical limitation. The spirit thought it had a neck, but it couldn't move, so it was just forced to proceed forward, only listening to the guiding voice of the woman. 

"Throneworld… can I get a hint as to who this is?" 

[Indentifying Figure…]

[You are in the presence of The God of Rebirth] 

"So my inference was correct… that was a separate life. And then he was a soldier meaning he was pretty keen on stuff like that… he didn't seem like he was ranked high, but he at least wasn't a foot soldier. His armor was more of a-" 

"Who are you?" 

A chill shot down my spine, and my eyes began to water as two globes of divine power landed on me. I couldn't move. I couldn't even breathe. I was just stuck in place as the golden orb soon faded into the white light, never to be seen again. 

From my peripheral vision, a figure of kindness and white revealed itself. Her gentle eyes had faded into lifeless ones that sent another wave of chills down my body. My body was covered in goosebumps, and as the goddess approached even closer, I calmed myself down and decided to thug it out. This was good information… plus it's impossible for me to die in here.

"You're not from here… a spy of Hypno? It feels like a dream-like substance is surrounding you…"

The woman contorted and shifted into a man. A beautiful man with a massive golden crown clad in pure white robes. This sent my system going wild as it attempted to identify the man, somehow failing each time. 

[Attempting to identity the target-

[Unable to identify the target]

[Attempting to identity the target-

[Unable to identify the target]

[Attempting to identity the target-

[Unable to identify the target]

[Attempting to identity the target-

[Unable to identify the target]

Over and over, it failed, filling up my vision as the man's body then contorted into something monstrous. A fleshy white being of silver and gold. It had the wings of an angel but way more than a normal humanoid one. Six pure white wings surrounded the mass of contorting metal flesh, splitting into several rings that served as its body. 

Each ring was terrifyingly bright as numerous beams of sunlight tore through the surrounding shell of darkness, blinding me with each reflection. And as the beams of light burned into the metal, massive eyes fluttered with the eyes of numerous animals shifting and contorting their own pupils into each ocular organ. 

"Huff… huff… huff huff huff huff huff huff huff huff huff huff huff huff huff huff huff huff huff huff huff huff huff huff huff huff huff huff huff huff huff huff huff huff huff huff huff huff huff huff huff huff." 

I began to hyperventilate, the constant huffing and puffing causing my vision to turn blue. I had a panic attack that numbed my mind and caused a constant ringing to bellow through my ears and sinuses, forced to echo through my mind. 

"You want to know who I am?" The being asked, its voice androgynous, holding the aspects of male and female tones. 

Everything stopped. I was able to see again as the blue faded from my vision, the ringing sapped out of my head, and my hyperventilation was silenced. The panic attack was gone as if it was never there in the first place. 

"No…" I replied, my voice breathy as it exited my throat. 

"The Animal-Eyed Angel. The Primordial Angel of All Heavens. The Second of The Perfect Beings. The Second of The Primordial Creatures…. The Angel of Existence Itself… That is me." 

Those eyes squinted in their sockets, each and every single one of them locked onto me. My skin felt as if it was vibrating off my bones as I shivered with fear. My entire body had gone pale, and my face getting the worst of it. 

My eyes shook in their sockets. My organs shook in my body cavity. My blood shook in my veins. My brain shook in my skull. My bones shook in my flesh. My flesh shook in my skin. My skin shook under the harsh gaze of these creepy animalistic eyes. 

"So, do not be afraid. I am your creator. Your ruler. Your object of worship. Your existence worships me just by living… so do not be afraid. Do not be afraid. Do not be afraid. Do not be afraid. Do not be afraid." 

"Huff… huff… AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"