CHAPTER ONE

(Written by Solomon Paul)

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INTRODUCTION:

In the beginning-before time itself-there existed a being known only as The Essence. From this infinite source sprang forth time, space, 72 infinite multiverses, Devils, Gods, Angels and all of reality even the unknown.

Each of the four primal Gods was assigned 18 infinite multiverses to rule. These deities shaped all that exists within their dominions-planets, stars, beings with powers like their own. Eventually, the Gods established their thrones in a realm beyond all multiversal constructs, transcending dimensions, where time and space held no meaning. This place became known as the Outer Realm.

The Gods Above All:

Buddha

Zeus

Odin

Helmes

Aeons passed-then a new God was born, one who carried more of the Essence's power than the original four. His name was:

Nathan

When a God is born, an Angel is also created to serve them. Angels, though made from the same Essence, lack divine supremacy and are seen as servants in the Outer Realm.

The Outer Realm was shocked. It had been countless aeons since the last divine birth. As Nathan evolved, he sealed away half of his own power-its raw force could obliterate the multiverse if left unchecked. Because Nathan possessed a greater share of the Essence, his throne was placed above even the four primal Gods.

This led to jealousy.

Over time, Nathan fell in love with his personal Angel-Sora. Breaking an unspoken law among the Gods, they married. Though none dared challenge him directly, the Gods secretly plotted Sora's death.

Despite this, Nathan and Sora gave birth to a son-Amon. A being born half-God, half-Angel-an abomination to the Outer Gods. Furious, they prepared to destroy the child.

Anticipating their wrath, Nathan made a grave decision-he transferred all his power into Amon. Nathan knew he could not defeat the Outer Gods without his strength, but his son's survival mattered more.

He turned to Sora and said:

> "The Outer Gods are forbidden from killing one another-for if they do, the Essence will erase them from existence. But no such rule protects Angels. You must flee."

Sora replied:

> "No matter where I take Amon, Lord Buddha's omnipresence will find us. The power within Amon is immense-he will be detected and hunted."

Nathan responded:

> "I will speak to Buddha. He is not our enemy-im sure he might help us ."

Sora fled, but on the way, she was confronted by Angelic warriors of the Outer Gods-beings as strong as herself. The clash was catastrophic. Multiverses trembled under the weight of their battle.

Badly wounded, Sora barely escaped. Her Hollow was shattered, her wings broken. She plummeted into the 52nd Universe, within Buddha's domain, and crash-landed on a small planet known as Earth.

Meanwhile, Nathan-now powerless-was easily overwhelmed and sealed within the Tree of Sorrow. The Outer Gods continued their pursuit of Sora and her child.

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Stay tuned for Chapter Two...

CHAPTER TWO

(Written by Solomon Paul)

Sora crash-landed, bloodied and broken, at the gates of a secluded church. Barely conscious, she clutched a small child tightly in her arms. As the heavy doors creaked open, a nun gasped in shock. Sora, struggling to speak, begged:

Sora:

"Please... take him... keep him safe..."

Terrified by the strange being before her-wings tattered, a glowing mark carved across her back-the nun screamed. Sora quickly whispered, her voice fading:

Sora:

"I won't hurt you... just... save him..."

Then she collapsed.

Nearby villagers, alerted by the nun's cry, rushed to the church. The nun, hearing their approaching footsteps, made a snap decision. She dragged Sora inside and shut the doors tight.

When the villagers arrived, knocking curiously, she opened the door and spoke calmly.

Nun:

"I thought I saw something... but it must have been my imagination."

The villagers warned her to be cautious.

Villager:

"Be careful. Rumors say more creatures from the demon realm have crossed over lately. If you see anything strange-report it."

They eventually left.

Once she was sure the coast was clear, the nun returned to the room where she laid Sora and the child. She began treating Sora with holy medicine, gently washing her wounds. She then turned her attention to the infant-Amon-wrapping him in warm cloths.

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An Hour Later...

Sora stirred awake, her body still weak but slowly healing. She sat up groggily.

Sora:

"Where... are we?"

Nun:

"A hidden chamber beneath the church. Only I know about it."

Sora:

"And... my son?"

Nun:

"He's asleep. Don't worry... But what are you? Who are you?"

Sora:

"My name is Sora. I'm the personal angel of Nathan... That's why you saw the Hollow mark on me."

The nun remained puzzled and continued to ask questions.

Nun:

"I thought angels had wings. Where are yours? Why doesn't your son have any? And why were you so injured?"

Sora:

"Amon... is part God, part Angel. That might be why his wings haven't manifested yet. I lost mine... I've been pursued by my fellow angels. I was severely wounded, and my mana was depleted. I had to flee. They're after me because of my son. Please... protect him when I no longer can."

The nun looked at the sleeping child, her heart softening.

Nun:

"I'll do it-for the child's sake."

Sora smiled weakly and handed her a necklace-a simple chain with a pendant that held tiny images of herself, Nathan, and Amon. It was more than a keepsake. It sealed fragments of Amon's power across the multiverse until the day he would be ready.

Then, without another word, Sora vanished into hiding.

Even with the seal in place, a faint glimmer of power still radiated from Amon.

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10 Years Later...

Now ten years old, Amon had grown into a bright and cheerful boy. He often played with other children in the village, watched over by the same nun-Elizabeth-who had raised him like her own.

One afternoon, while the children played near the woods, a horde of monsters from the demon realm appeared. Screams echoed. The children scattered.

In the chaos, a young girl named Diane tripped and fell into a deep pit, twisting her leg.

Amon:

"Go get help! I'll stay with Diane!"

As the others ran, Amon stood protectively between Diane and the approaching beast. He fought valiantly but was quickly overpowered. With a final burst of courage, he shoved the monster off a cliff, then climbed down to help Diane out.

Just then, villagers arrived and rushed the children to safety.

But suddenly-from the shadows-the monster re-emerged.

CHOMP!

Before anyone could react, the creature bit Amon's head clean off.

The villagers killed the monster, rushing to aid the boy-but before their eyes, Amon's body began to glow.

Within seconds, his head regenerated.

Silence.

Terror.

Villager 1:

"What... what did we just see?"

Villager 2:

"He's not human! He's a monster! Burn him!"

They seized Amon, dragging him toward the village square. He struggled, confused and frightened.

Then, a voice rang out.

Elizabeth:

"LET HIM GO!"

The villagers froze.

Elizabeth:

"What are you doing to my son?"

Villager:

"He's not your son! He's a monster!"

Elizabeth:

"A monster? You think a nun would harbor such a thing? I've raised Amon for ten years. If anything were to happen, I'd take full responsibility."

But the villagers' minds were made up. They refused to let Amon stay.

That evening, Elizabeth packed his things. Tears streamed down her face.

Elizabeth:

"You'll go to my friend in the city. It's safer there. I've made arrangements. I'll miss you..."

Amon, sitting in silence, looked up.

Amon:

"What... am I?"

Elizabeth sat beside him and took a deep breath.

Elizabeth:

"Ten years ago... your mother came to our door. You looked just like her. She was injured. I was scared at first... but I grew to understand. She was an angel. Not a myth, not a dream-real. She told me you were part God, part Angel... a being that was never meant to exist. Heaven itself feared your birth."

Suddenly-crashing sounds.

Monsters burst into the village. Screams rang out. The church's protective barrier flared, trying to hold them off, but the swarm was too large.

The protective magic began to crumble.

The night was filled with terror. Flames rose. Blood soaked the earth. The monsters feasted on the innocent.

Elizabeth stood, holding Amon's trembling hand as the creatures closed in.

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TO BE CONTINUED IN CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER THREE

(Written by Solomon Paul)

The path to escape was blocked.

They were surrounded-monsters of all shapes and horrors closed in around them. Their grotesque forms snarled and drooled as they advanced. Elizabeth stood tall, her hands glowing with a dark purple light.

She chanted quickly, her voice steady despite the fear in her eyes.

Elizabeth cast Void Magic-a forbidden spell capable of erasing existence itself. A swirling black hole of nothingness opened, devouring several monsters into oblivion. But more kept coming. Stronger ones. Some completely unaffected.

Her mana drained fast. She was running out of time.

Elizabeth's Final Resolve

Out of options, Elizabeth threw up a temporary barrier, just enough to slow them down. Grabbing Amon by the hand, she dashed forward. As she fled, she spotted Diane lying on the ground and pulled her along too. But before they could get far, they reached a cliff-dead end.

Behind them, the horde was almost upon them.

Elizabeth turned to face the children.

Elizabeth:

"Diane... Amon... get back. If you're caught in this... you'll die for good."

She stepped forward and knelt, pressing her hands together in prayer. A divine golden aura radiated from her body. Her eyes glowed with pure enlightenment as she began to chant her final spell.

Elizabeth:

"Oh Buddha, I pray...

Let time itself halt at my command."

In an instant, time froze.

With grace and fury, she raised her hand and unleashed her strongest technique: World Slash-a dimensional blade capable of cutting through infinite planes of reality.

The monsters were obliterated.

But then... she noticed something strange.

Diane was still conscious, unaffected by the time-stop. Elizabeth's eyes widened. Something was wrong.

Diane's expression darkened. Her body shifted. In a flash, she lunged-and dismantled Elizabeth's body into pieces even in frozen time.

But Elizabeth had seen it coming through divine awareness. She reversed causality in a flash, rewinding the damage and reforming her body.

But the truth was now clear.

Diane was no ordinary girl.

She was an immortal. The daughter of the Demon Lord-sent to assassinate Amon.

Even after being slain, she regenerated immediately. Realizing she couldn't kill Elizabeth so easily, she threatened the unconscious Amon instead.

Elizabeth gasped. She had no choice. She swapped places with Amon at the last second. The effort pushed her beyond her limit.

When Amon awoke, Elizabeth was lying by the river, her body bleeding and weak.

Amon:

"What happened to you? Why are you bleeding? Where's Diane? And the monsters?"

Elizabeth:

"They're gone. Diane... she was one of them. She planned it all to kill you."

Amon:

"But... she was attacked too... she was hurt... our friends, our home... she planned everything?"

Elizabeth:

"...Hm."

Amon trembled. Tears welled in his eyes. The faces of his friends, the laughter in their village, the warmth of home-all gone. Betrayed.

He clenched his fists.

"I won't forgive her..."

But Elizabeth grabbed his hand gently.

Elizabeth:

"No, Amon. Never go into battle with hatred in your heart. It will destroy you before your enemy ever does."

Her body trembled. Her life was slipping away.

They sat by the riverbank.

Amon:

"Are you okay?"

She was silent for a moment... then smiled softly.

Elizabeth:

"Listen carefully, Amon. Your safety is what matters most now. Everything else-our money, our things-they're gone. You'll have to move forward without me."

She took a deep breath, her voice growing faint.

Elizabeth:

"Head south. There's a city there. Call this number..."

(She handed him a small note.)

"It's my brother. Tell him I sent you. He's part of a secret group-the Anti-Demons. He'll train you."

Amon (tears streaming):

"Mom... quit messing around. This isn't funny... You promised we'd go back together... I can't leave you here!"

Elizabeth:

"Heh... Dare, dare... getting all wet again... Listen well, nothing lasts forever. You must be ready for moments like this. You have a great destiny, Amon. Don't waste it..."

She smiled faintly.

"At least... you called me Mom. I'm really... glad..."

She reached out and hugged him gently.

Then, in a gentle tone:

Elizabeth:

"We'll cook fish for dinner, won't we? Go catch some. I'll be waiting here."

Amon (hopeful):

"Okay... wait for me. I'll be back soon."

He ran off with a smile, wiping his eyes.

Elizabeth looked to the sky. Memories of their time together flashed through her mind-his laughter, his clumsy questions, his hugs. Then she whispered:

Elizabeth:

"Buddha... did I do well? Please... watch over him for me."

By the time Amon returned with a few fish in his hands... she was gone.

Amon:

"You didn't wait for me, Mom...

Why did you have to go... when I needed you the most...?"

He broke down, wailing beside her still body. For hours, he sat there in silence and grief. Then, with trembling hands, he picked up a star-shaped pendant she had left beside her.

He held it close, wiped his tears, and stood up.

He looked south-towards his destiny.

Then, he began to walk.

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To be continued in Chapter Four.