I, Necromancer Chapter 37 (Patreon)

"Did you have to punch him so hard?"

"Tehee!"

"No, seriously- How did you hurt a Soul with a physical attack…?"

I gape at Yah. She shrugs. Gabriel was still grinning as she received copious amounts of head-pats from God.

I force myself to stop gaping- And that is hard, because what Gabriel did was just stupidly insane, then look back at the twisting, disgusting Soul contained by the three swirling Graals.

The Soul was black so dark that it devoured all light. It was a nasty, dark thing that was just… Wrong. It wasn't supposed to exist, nor work, nor hold that much power. And yet it does.

It visibly struggled within the containment of the Graal, something no other Soul has been able to do so far. Though it isn't exactly the Soul doing it, but that it is being… Summoned, called in a certain direction.

"What can you tell us about it, Scaith?" Michael asks, staring at the black Soul with a clear desire to immolate it out of existence.

I hum, poking and prodding at it, and retrieving the strangely bare memories it has to offer, "The Demon was a nomad. Might makes right belief. He followed another, far mightier Demon- The second strongest, in fact, right after the one that calls himself their Emperor."

The Taxiarch crosses his arms, frown heavy on his face, "What's the difference between them?" A good question.

"The Warrior, as goes the leader of the nomads, believes in growing stronger through danger, through bloody battles."

"The Emperor is the opposite. He hoards those of his kind, has them train in a controlled environment that rewards growth with riches and standing… And then personally challenges and kills the strongest each year."

The Soul moves, yanking at the restraints, and I tilt my head, "He is also the strongest, and seems to have a modicum of control over the Soul Shards of the rest of his kind, seeing how this Shard is trying to return to him for it to be devoured."

What a fascinating being. Splitting himself into countless other beings so to grow stronger, mightier, more… Perfect. How many times have they done this? How powerful will they be when they finally become whole once more?

But also… The Warrior. I could feel Lu Bu's burning interest from that alone, and that… That alone makes me want to have the two battle, even if Lu Bu might end up losing.

But he'll grow from it. A lot. It may be the push that will finally let him break through whatever shackle has been pinning him down.

"Shall we destroy it?" Yah questions, circling the struggling black Soul with a calm look on her face.

I hum softly, then flick my wrist, wiping away the memories of its final battle and of its death, "I can mark it, so that once absorbed, I'll know where the Emperor always is. Tracking down the Warrior will be up to us, though."

She hums, then nods, "Leave that to me. I'm sure I can pin-point his location after a while."

Gabriel blinks, then cutely looks between us, "It sounds like we'll engage them soon…" A correct assumption from the adorable Great Seraph.

"Less an engagement, and more a… Test." I drawl out with a shrug, "See the ceiling of their power, scope them out without revealing too much of our hand, helping us prepare for a full and final strike."

Michael hums, cupping his chin, his gaze glaring at the black Soul in distaste, "But who to send? It is a risky endeavor, after all."

I grin, "I'll send Lu Bu to the Warrior. Even if his body is destroyed, his Soul can instantly return to me since I linked it to my own." So to avoid having my Undead Minions destroyed by the likes of Bahamut once more.

"And for the Emperor?"

Yah looks at me, and I hum softly, "I'll send Mugen."

"A chance to go all out? You spoil me, my Lord." I withhold a chuckle at my strongest Minion very pleased and happy words. I can afford to pull him away from my main army for the quick assault, maybe send Antares to replace him while he is away, though it shouldn't be a problem.

But this was also a chance for me to see Mugen go all out, which I am eager to.

"What if they try to retaliate on the other Factions across the Underworld?" Michael points out, which is a fair worry.

"We can teleport instantly, but it also wouldn't do as much damage as you imagine." Gabriel points out to her brother, "Because of the Beast Tide, the leaders of each Faction has their eyes on the front-lines for any unexpected variable. A sudden attack from such beings would be one."

The Taxiarch pauses, "A fair point. Plus, I'm sure that Scaith has his own eyes within each Faction." He throws a sly look at me, and I just whistle innocently.

I do have a few invisible Undead in the skies over each Faction ready to act as a Teleport Anchor for my armies or myself. Mostly because I find the thought of dropping an army of tens of millions on any enemy quite amusing.

Looking at the black Soul, I release it and watch it vanish, my senses tracking it as it flies straight towards the location of the Emperor. We already have a rough estimate of it, but it is always good to confirm it.

"Next on the agenda are the next Gates. We already have the next three in sight, right?" I look at Yah for confirmation, and the beautiful woman nods.

"I have the general location of two more, but it will become more concrete once another Gate or two are cleared, but I've already sent some of your Teleport Anchor Undead towards the more distant ones." She cups her chin in though, humming softly as her eyes flash, "By my estimates, after these next five Gates are cleared, the Beast Tide should grow… Maybe a tenth weaker, perhaps slightly more."

I blink in surprise at that, "That's a lot. Is the impact of clearing these Gates exponential, then?"

Michael snaps his fingers right beside me, "The Space-Time Fluctuations they release synchronize with each other, thus elevate them further." Yah gives Michael a proud and sweet smile at that.

"Once these Gates are cleared, let us study the impact on the Beast Tide from this side. The Greek side is the one being hit the hardest, so we should move towards them next."

A fair point, the only reason we haven't targeted their area first is because of their number of Gods, and Hades. Each monster adds to his army, so the number of casualties had swiftly reached zero and stayed that way, mostly because the majority of Greek Demigods don't shy away from using the Undead of Hades as shields… Or as weapons to kill other monsters.

So they were fine… Mostly. Hades can't keep that up indefinitely, and he'll reach a point where it'll start growing taxing on him. Hence, relieving that pressure and allowing him some breathing room will be the best course of action right after this one.

This first trip was to confirm and study the effects of clearing these special Gates, after all. And now we'll be soon doing some.

"Things will only get harder for the young Heroes." I stretch with a groan, "This Gate was a good wake-up call, but it also was among the weakest."

Luckily, the surprise encounter against the Demon lit a fire beneath all of them. They've thrown themselves into training like never before, and I've already lost a hundred Jianqshi Generals.

Where before they never managed to destroy one, now they are scoring consecutive victories.

Damn kids are making me proud, heh.

Augusta also surprised me a lot. I know for a fact that, against the Demon, she had a chance to push herself to unlock her Balance Breaker, but instead she let Li Lu have her time, likely having seen through the girl's mental block.

The next Gate will be in a week or two… So I guess it is finally time for me to finish my own side of things.

Though I paused as I noticed Yah shoot Michael a gentle glance. The Archangel winced, then looked down at the floor for a few moments, before exhaling a light breath and finally raising his head to look at me. The emotions within his clear eyes were… Complicated. "Scaith, I… I am struggling with figuring out my own Domain Expansion."

My head tilts at that, and he keeps going, "I've managed to recreate the secluded Dimension, but the rest…" I hum while he slumps his shoulders, seemingly in shame.

The mere fact he replicated the Dimension that rejects the World without a Clan Trait speaks of his immense skill. I throw a glance towards Yah, before turning around, "Walk with me."

The Archangel doesn't protest, and steps beside me as we leave the two beautiful women behind. We exit the room we were in and simply walk quietly for a good few minutes, walking past the groups training in the courtyard with a ferocity and intensity unlike anything they've shown before.

"I'll be direct, Michael, so I apologize if some words might end up offending you." The Archangel tilts his head, smiling easily and giving me a kind look.

"I believe we are way past having to watch each other's words when together." He waves his hand, "Please, be honest and candid."

I hum, then mull over my words, crossing my arms behind my back, "I had a talk with Jesus, one that still rings within my mind constantly. One I look upon fondly." I start, voice low and soft, a wistful smile on my lips, "Before that, I would say we were quite alike, you and I."

Michael tilts his head with a hum, golden locks flowing down his shoulders, "Were we?"

I nod, "We were both beings of restraint, yet at the same time, willing to bear the weight of the world on our shoulders, feeling as if it was our responsibility. I still do, in fact, and I doubt that will ever change." I wave my hand towards the courtyard, "But now, I rely on others, even if it is to please the pride of some Gods that will otherwise be headaches to deal with."

We share a mild laugh at that. "What I am getting at, though, is that you… Restrain yourself." I look at him. Really look at him. At Michael, not the Archangel, nor the Taxiarch. Just Michael. "When was the last time you've ever done something for yourself, that was not a duty?"

He falters. Truly, genuinely falters, with eyes wide and trembling. "I…" He tries to speak, but fails to come up with words. Excuses rise, but he does not give them voice and forces them down. "I don't think I ever have, no…"

I hum, then ask my next question, "Then what is the difference between yourself, and a slave?"

He falters, and his eyes flare for a moment, "I'm not-!" He takes a sharp intake of air, closes his eyes, then exhales, "I do this because no one else can-!"

"God is back." I point down the hallway we came from, "What is stopping you from seeking your own likes and dislikes? Your own hobbies? Call in a break from these duties so that you can be yourself, and not the you others need."

He averts his gaze, and I move so that our eyes meet once more, "Have you ever tried to write a book? To bring a brush upon a canvas? To turn words into a song? Or just travel and take pictures?" His eyes close, "You haven't, and that is why I say that you are a being of Restraint, and that is all you have known all your life. Restraint."

"You restrained yourself when you tore Helel out of Heaven. You could have slain him right then and there, but held back- And I am glad you did so, because it gave me the pleasure of meeting the love of my life and many others that I cherish and hold dear."

"And yet, you believe the blood of billions lay on your hands because of that. Because of that moment of weakness due to the love you felt towards your brother… And that is the one and only time you made your own choice. To spare your brother."

He grits his teeth, "And billions died because of that."

I poke his chest. Hard. "But not because of you, you fool." His nostrils flare, "Yes, you sparing Helel created Lucifer, who created an army to unleash upon Heaven- But what stopped God from personally descending to Hell to erase him from existence and put an end to the Great War within moments?"

Michael falters, "F-Father was-"

"She wasn't busy with Trihexa yet, and a snap of her fingers was all she needed to turn all Devils into ashes due to how strong she is." And I am not kidding. Transcendent Class beings and above have the power to destroy the world, and God stands above that Class.

At the peak of her power, she stands close to The Infinity and The Dream. That is how strong Yah is, same with the likes of Shiva.

"The deaths aren't a consequence of your actions, or her inaction. They happened, but don't believe that every death and every drop of blood is upon your hands."

I fully face him, face serious, "And that is when you started restraining yourself. I'm sure there were many times where you wanted to act, but stopped."

"When God died, you restrained yourself and called an end to the War instead of sweeping the Underworld clean, because with the Old Satans dead, you were basically the strongest being around."

"Then you restrained yourself when the System kept failing and deteriorating around you. When more Angels fell and died. When no new brother or sister was being born and made to refill the swiftly dwindling ranks and emptying Heavens."

"You restrained yourself when others wanted to restart the war, when the Church kept growing more corrupt and you could not act because that would go against God's desire to give Humanity their freedom despite their actions."

"It was my duty-"

I cut the air with my arm, "From someone who was dead at the time." He grits his teeth, "You forced the chains upon yourself, Michael. Chains that were never meant for you, in the first place." I pause, then sigh, "What does your name mean?"

Michael falters, then whispers, "Quis ut Deus…"

I nod "'Who is like God'… Then answer me this; Why would God, the one being said to have no equals… Create one." I wave at him, up and down, "Michael, the Archangel, He Who is Like God. That's an equal, no?"

His posture and composure finally started to crack, "I- That's not-"

"The Domain Expansion is about showing the World what you are. It is about creating Your World." I give him a look, "When you reject your very existence, it is natural that you struggle with achieving it."

His shoulder slump, and he gives a weak, tired smile, "What do you want me to do, then?"

I hum, then grin, "Enjoy life. Live a little. Ask questions." I nod the way we came from, "Yah is right there. A lovely woman who is just waiting for you to ask questions, so that you can find out more about yourself." My hand pat his shoulder hard a few times.

"You are far more than what you believe you were made to be. You just need to open your eyes."

The sharp click of heels on hard ground brought an end to our conversation, and I turned around to see Vladilena's form approach us, her nun habit clinging to her figure and her hair descending freely down her back.

"Vladi." Michael smiles and greet the young Nun warmly, "Are your injuries better?"

The Russian girl curtsies with a thin smile on her lips, "Sister Asia dealt with my fractured ribs with ease." Straightening herself, her gaze falls lightly, "I apologize, I did not mean to eavesdrop, but…"

Her teeth nibble on her lower lip for a moment, before she looks up at the Archangel, "I had meant to find a hobby of my own, now that I am free to seek what I want… Might you wish to join me, Lord Michael?"

I turn and give Michael a smile. He stills, falters, then his shoulders slump. He looks back the way we came from, then back to Vladilena, and his smile gains a radiance that wasn't the same as the one he mastered over the course of eons. It was more genuine. More Michael. "I'd like that a lot, Vladi."

He excuses himself, then moves to follow after the shorter Nun, a conversation starting between the two soon after.

I watch, my lips twitching in amusement. That girl knows what she wants and isn't afraid to reach for it, even if it is the Archangel himself.

...They'd look cute together.

I pause, then turn to walk back to the two ladies. Mostly to tell Gabriel so she can bully and tease Michael.

The cute, evil cackles she let out worried even Yah.

….

It was right as I settled down that the large doors of my private room were pushed open, and a head of silver hair peeked in.

Yi Xuan's golden eyes blinked at me, before she slid her way inside, her succulent figure clad in that black and golden robe of hers that did not rise to cover her shoulders. "Finally found you, handsome."

I smirk, resting the small box in my hands on my lap, "Oh? Looking for me, beautiful?" She playfully rolls her eyes, then shamelessly takes the box out of my lap so to replace it.

"You feel different." She hummed, running a finger along my jaw, before her golden eyes flick around, "And what's with all the security?" She questions, gazing at the shadows where Hunter is hiding, and the fact that both Lu Bu and Antares were standing guard outside.

I huff out a soft laugh, "Because this is my real body." I state, grasping her palm so to place it over my heart, making her feel the beat of it.

She blinked, then her eyes flashed gold, "Oh, should have checked your Soul- Oh dear, it is so bright…" She blinked, as if trying to remove the spots from her vision. "Shouldn't have done it from such proximity. I did it with that Goddess earlier and nearly went blind."

Yeah, looking at Yah's Soul out of nowhere can nearly blind someone who doesn't expect it.

"I presume you will consume that horrendously expensive Pill Changli made for you?" Her fingers gently clicked the box open, exposing the clear, milky white Pill within. Small, the size of a nail, but the air around it warped.

"How expensive are we talking?" I ask, ignoring the way the woman was grinding herself down on my crotch, albeit it was a bit hard.

"It could bankrupt a Sect… Or five." Yi Xuan drawls out, gently picking the Pill up with her Qi, treating it with the utmost care, "Even I yearn for it, but it would have greater effect on you."

She turns, and I raise an amused brow when she straddles my lap, legs hooking around me, her robes descending even further and nearly making those large breasts of her slip free, "Open wide, handsome. This Senior Sister will help you guide the medicinal essence."

"How generous of you." I chuckle as the Pill floats close to my lips. My hands grasp Yi Xuan's lovely hips, and she takes a sharp intake of air, cheeks coloring when I yank her closer, "Good thing that I know just the way to repay you." I open my mouth and take the Pill between my teeth.

Then, with a wink, I swallow it and close my eyes.

"Unfairly handsome thug…" Yi Xuan huffs, before leaning forward to place her forehead against mine.

The Pill doesn't even descend half-way down my throat before it dissolves, and a rush of burning energies rush towards my Soul. If the pain from Yi Xuan's Soul Refining method was a constant burn, then this feels like I just dipped my Soul into a damn forge, with hammers falling upon it to pound the impurities out of it.

Then I felt Yi Xuan's own energies flow in, creating a cage around my Soul, locking in all the medicinal energies as the refinement of my Soul speeds up.

The immense energies I had devoured are swiftly cut down, the 'impure' ones melted away while the purest, greatest, and strongest drops of it remain.

Then my Soul is refined, cleansed of my previous constant voracity and devouring countless Souls without care.

My mind grows cleared, my Soul starts to gleam like polished glass, turning into less like a clump of milky white light, to a slightly illusory figure.

Ding!

Your Soul has been refined!

[Illusory Soul]

Your Soul has reached the so called Illusory Stage of Soul Cultivation.

In this stage, the Soul is no longer but a clump of energy that makes up your existence, but is defined more by your very being.

It is stronger, more resistant to attacks aimed at it, and allows one a rudimentary control over the Spiritual Energies of the Soul.

I feel a new sense awaken, sort off. A new source of energy, straight from my Soul, similar to Qi but also not, and is also my only form of power that is pure in source.

That's amusing.

Still, the pain and process isn't over. The rush of energies now ignore the glassy exterior, and rush within my Illusory Soul, and somehow the pain grows worse.

Yet the process is… Faster. Sort-of.

The polished exterior starts to gleam like a shining diamond, a bright azure light starting to rise from within, growing more and more brilliant as the energies are refined until the interior is filled, and the Soul looks… Real.

Ding!

Your Soul has advanced!

[Corporeal Soul]

A stage of Soul Cultivation where the Soul can assume physical state, can leave the body, and fight in place of the body. Any blow from it targets the very Soul, and the rudimentary control over Spiritual Energies reaches a whole new level.

Physical and Spiritual Senses grow sharper, clearer, greater, allowing one to perceive the world with unprecedented clarity.

The world suddenly blooms.

It is as if I opened my eyes for the very first time, feeling my surroundings way beyond Xuanwu, feeling everyone's Souls and more.

It is… Amazing.

But my mind also feels sharper, ideas flow and form easier and faster, more complicated Spells, more techniques using Qi as fuel, more Undead ideas- So much more.

Honestly, it feels like I've been sleepy this whole time, and now I am truly awake. It is a wonderful feeling.

"That feels… Amazing." I breathe out, finding all that pain having been worth it. All the excess energies I had devoured are now gone, fully digested and perfectly refined and absorbed, and my Soul feels reborn, no longer stuffed to the brim due to my reckless gamble.

Yi Xuan pulls her forehead back, a thin sheen of sweat covering her sensual body, the flames of her Soul flickering back into her forehead, "I somehow ended up profiting too. The amount of power that Soul Purifying Pill held was… Immense."

I peek at her Soul, which burned much brighter than before. I guess that is the next stage of Soul Cultivation, though I do not know if I'll chase after it.

For now… Mugen, do it.

Ding!

Class Advancement Requirements have been met!

[Have (5/5) Undead Minions serving under you!]

[Gather (1'000'000'000/1'000'000'000) tithes!]

[Gather (1'000'000'000/1'000'000'000) prayers from your Undead servants!]

"Congratulation on your Apotheosis, my Lord."

The embers of Divinity that had been gathering deep inside me for a while flare and turn into a burning inferno that rushes through my body.

There was no pain, but I felt myself being unmade and reborn, from my marrow, to my organs, to the rest of me, until each part was drenched and flowing with Divinity.

And the System bombarded me with Notifications like never before.

[Divine Corporeal Soul]

Your Corporeal Soul is drenched in the golden strands of Divinity, granting the Holy Powers of the Deus Race, and making it far, far mightier than normal.

Senses are expanded even further, and if refined enough, the senses of a God may start to peek into the workings of Fate itself.

[Divine Qi Cores]

Your Qi Cores have been reforged through Divinity, giving your Necrotic Qi immense power, enough to poison and erode Reality itself.

Ding!

You have obtained a new Skill!

[I am God, God is my Army.]

You and your army have become one. Your army will continue to exist as long as you do, and you will continue to exist as long as your army does.

Even if your Soul is extinguished, the mere Faith and Prayers of your loyal Undead followers can bring you back to life.

You have obtained a new Skill!

[The Flame of Divinity]

From embers to a pyre, you now wield the flames of the Deus Race. Divinity courses through your life-blood, turning it into the purest Ichor there is.

Divinity grants you the power of Holy, the purest form of power there is, while also granting you the ability to create Artefacts, otherwise known as Sacred Gears.

Your Race has Evolved!

[Ascended Arch-Lich]

A Lich who achieved the first step of their Apotheosis, and all he lacks now is creating his own Domains to fully ascend to Godhood.

An existence that shouldn't be, wielding Holy, the purest form of power, and Necrotic, the vilest form of it.

Create your Domains and fully ascend to Godhood.

You have obtained another Spell Slot!

You have obtained another Undead Minion Slot!

...Jeez.

I guess that's what happens when I stack so many things so to upgrade them fully through Divinity.

This is… A lot.

A feel mightier than ever, my reserves are catastrophically enormous, and feel all sorts of weird since Holy is intermingled with Necrotic.

My Qi is so dense now it borders on solid, and I feel my powers flow throughout my Undead and my Undead Minions, empowering their Necrotic Powers and their bodies.

Albeit it seems only my Undead Minions can access my Divinity and employ it, while the rest of my army only gains access to it to have their bodies reforged and empowered by it.

I also feel another connection. Faith Energy, from the countless prayers and tithes given to me by my army. A pool of heavy energy that felt… Dangerous, and I wasn't going to touch unless extremely necessary.

A power so great that it can shift reality to create Miracles. The Impossible becoming Possible.

For now, I'll simply keep hoarding it until I am confident in what I want to use it on, and I already have two ideas. One is Bahamut, and the other… Is my full Ascension to Godhood, likely my last Class Advancement too.

I've made sure to stack everything in my favor so that each Advancement was… Excessive, giving me a lot or even tricking the System to gain more.

But now there was going to be no tricking. My Ascension had to be Perfect beyond belief.

I focus inward once more, my connection to the Sephiroth Graal now being a bit shaky due to my part Divine status. And my Holy energies were also trying to purge the Devil out of me, starting from the source, my Mutated Queen Piece.

But I stopped it, because… It was a sentimental part of me. It is what connects me to Fleurdelys, and I'll never give this tiny trinket up, even if the power it offers is now negligible.

It probably won't be able to exist once I reach Godhood, but I'll see what I can do.

Still, I open my eyes and focus back on the real world, my senses so sharp that I could focus on the very atoms around me with laughable ease.

Yi Xuan is gaping at me, the pure waves of Divinity distorting the air until I manage to fully retract it within my body, "So… Is Dual Cultivation with a Partial God very alluring?" She gulps, heavily, a dreamy flush covering her cheeks and a purr of desire rising up her throat.

Then her lips mash against my own in a hungry, passionate kiss, her arms wrapping around my neck as I chuckle and kiss her right back. And I, of course, use the connection to give her a taste of what she has been wanting for a while.

My Qi Cores rumble, Divine Qi rushing through my body, through our lips, and into hers. Yi Xuan shudders, legs clamping around me, a loud and lecherous moan flowing past her lips and breaking out kiss.

Her back arches, her face going red as she quivers, as if riding an orgasmic high, "By the Heavens…" She licks her lips, gaze ardent and hungry for more, her lips then mashing against my own once more, teeth nibbling and pulling at my lower lips for a moment, "Ruin that pretty Alchemist of yours, then come to me so I can destroy your hips."

I chuckle as she pulls back, raising a brow at her sudden unwillingness to go all the way, "Oh? Might she have threatened you?"

"Pouted at me for two hours straight… And said she won't refine any Pills for me anymore. She cuts a tough bargain." I snort at her annoyed pout, then she gasps when I give that fat ass of hers a spank.

"I'll talk to her, see if I can get another Pill like the one I just had for you too." She purrs, stealing another kiss for me before rising, holding my hands to help me up too.

"You do that, and you can put a collar on me." She winks, but I just chuckle.

"That so?" I, of course, spank her again as she ushers her way out of the room, "Get going, you vixen, before I change my mind and pin you down." She flutters her eyelashes my way, but does hurry away to enter seclusion so to refine my small but immense gift to her.

I'm sure Divine Qi, especially my special type that she has been craving for, will give her a good rush of power. Also, this was to test of it was going to be too much for her, and I think she put two and two together.

"My Lord." I perk up as the voice of Mugen echoes within my mind, "I believe it is time we hide your Divine Statue, as it stores your Faith. I've checked, and now tithes no longer require to be offered directly at its feet."

I hum, switching my sight with his to gaze at my immense statue. The construct was still… Strange, not properly defined, likely because my Domains aren't in place yet.

But that matters little now, "I'll come store it within my Soul soon. Is it stable?"

"It is stabilizing now. Your Apotheosis made quite the show." There was a small pause, "I retreated a good distance just in case, as it seems its presence is drawing a lot of attention. I shall guard it personally until your arrival, my Lord."

I smile at that, "In that case, I have nothing to worry about." I have no qualms in believing that Mugen can hold his own even if Bahamut himself were to show up.

Especially now that he can draw upon my Divinity and he is even mightier.

"What about the armies? How are they faring now?"

"They are no longer fighting, my Lord. Our mere Necrotic Aura is liquefying anything below Satan Class within seconds."

...Holy shit, that's a serious jump in power. Guess that's what happens when I stack so many things in my favor, huh?

Then, holding ground now is meaningless.

I stretch my senses, then grin.

"Gather our armies, Mugen. We march on Terra's Wrath."

A deep chuckles echoes through my mind, "Is it time to show off again, my Lord?"

"What can I say? I'm starting to enjoy the spotlight a bit too much."

Plus, I want to test myself properly, and any loss to my immense army won't even be that big. With my current power, I can likely double its size in the span of a week, or less.

Now, for ascending to Godhood…

Gotta ask Yah if she'll be mad at me when I consume the Principles of Life and Death to turn them into my Domains.

Considering that it'll take breaking the Graal to take the Principles…

Alright, Scaith. Best charming smile!

And let's use Gabriel as a shield, just in case.

A.N. And the Apotheosis is successful!

Next and final Class is full-blown Ascension to Godhood.

But yes, Scaith is now VERY fucking powerful!

Made this chappy short because I couldn't tie in the rest with what I've written properly, so I had to split it!

Next chapter should come sooner, though. It too isn't that big!

Either way, hope y'all enjoyed it!

Toodles!