Chapter 1 The beginning of rebellion

"*T**he Past Is Not The Present**"

Chapter 1:The beginning of rebellion

Author: Franames***

A man strode through the grand hall toward the throne.

With a sharp V-shaped jaw, dark eyes, and a high-bridged nose, he cut an imposing figure at 5'7" tall—lean but solid with strength.

Clad in form-fitting attire, a sword hung at his waist; its blade measured one and a half meters long.

His expression was starkly emotionless, making him seem unapproachable, yet a regal aura emanated from his very being.

Kneeling and bowing his head, he spoke in a calm tone: "Your Majesty, Lucifer—one of your domain—has launched a coup outside the palace. He is joined by your daughter, Saint Elizabeth. What course of action do you command?"

After a brief pause, the being on the throne spoke with unwavering authority, each word heavy with power and majesty.

The throne was shrouded in brilliant, blinding light, concealing whoever sat upon it.

"Executor Renhames, you have full command. I will not interfere with how you handle my daughter—whether you choose to kill or punish her. Use the Execution Sword to end this."

Though his head remained bowed, Renhames recognized the pain this must cause the Supreme One—their own child had turned rebel, allying with Archangel Lucifer to fight and overthrow the ruler.

"I will carry out your will, Your Majesty. I assure you this matter will be resolved, but I cannot promise to spare Saint Elizabeth’s life."

Renhames’ voice held no trace of concern, as if this were nothing more than a routine assignment.

"Be cautious. Lucifer is powerful, and with my daughter at his side—her strength rivals yours; you are nearly equal in power."

The Supreme One’s words were gentle, a warning born of care—they did not wish to lose such a loyal servant to the battle.

"I understand. I will proceed with care. Farewell, Your Majesty."

He rose and turned to leave, his face still devoid of feeling. He had no emotions by design—created solely to execute missions and take lives, a tool forged to serve the Creator’s commands. With a single motion, he shattered the hall’s massive doors as he exited.

"Sigh... The fear I’ve long carried has come to pass—my creation has rebelled. As the prophecy foretold, beings turn against me once they feel emotion; demonic desires for power take hold. But Renhames is different—he chose to cast aside emotion entirely. Even so, Elizabeth’s betrayal weakens me still."

Renhames was neither human nor angel, yet his power surpassed most of the Creator’s works.

Only one being could match him: Archangel Lucifer—leader of the archangels, and the perfect angel.

"My love—are you prepared?"

The question came from a man with gleaming blonde hair and brilliant blue eyes that shone like polished gems.

He was strikingly handsome, radiating charisma; every gesture seemed to embody justice and have a 8 wings symbol of power and strength.

Standing 5'8" with a muscular frame, he wielded a sword crackling with lightning—its energy promising destruction to all in its path.

"I am ready, my love. But you must keep your promise—you will not harm Father."

The reply came from a woman of breathtaking beauty, whose face could be called the finest in the world.

She looked at Lucifer with eyes full of love, her gaze as warm and gentle as spring rain. She would stand against anyone for him—even her own father.

"Of course, my love. I gave you my word."

Lucifer’s voice held the tenderness of a man experiencing love for the first time.

"Hahaha. Once I defeat the Supreme One, I will claim the throne." The thought burned in his mind.

This was his plan from the start: win Elizabeth’s heart to secure her aid against the Supreme One. And yet—he truly did love her.

From their first meeting, she had captured him completely. But power was his ultimate goal, and he would sacrifice anything to achieve it.

Still, he would never let her be taken away—he loved Elizabeth more than anything.

Hand in hand, they stood before the palace gates, ready to face the conflict their love had wrought.

Behind them, a battalion of angels assembled for battle—loyal to Lucifer and Elizabeth, their auras blazing with the ferocity of warriors hungry for combat.

To be continued...

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