Boris was having more work than he imagined in giving life to the avatar of Azrael and Bertrand, so it would take more time than he originally planned. However, it didn’t seem that time was on their side, because the longer it took for the two of them to come back to life, the more time would return to move normally.And Metatron, even though still moving in slow motion, seemed to be very conscious of everything that happened in his surroundings.Around them, there were also some allies who were still not moving properly. A Japanese girl with a sword, ready to slash at the scribe, a strange archangel accompanied by a young man to whom Boris felt deep familiarity with, which meant that he possibly carried the power of one of the Pages from the Book of Life.And that same young man seemed to carry a divine weapon, as if he was truly entitled to it.Coming to think of it, besides the group that was already there when they arrived, there were still some

The trail of destruction left by Metatron’s energy blast left everyone on the battlefield baffled. Something even stronger than fear sprouting in the hearts of everyone who wasn’t on the scribe’s side.It was hopelessness. However, as if a message from God, or anyone who had been watching their fierce battle, Abigail appeared from beneath the enormous pile of rubble formed from the energy blast’s aftermath.She looked calmly at Metatron, but there was anger boiling in her veins. Real wrath, on the verge of bursting out.She shook her head and pressed her fingers to her temples, pain spreading through her whole head.The golden headband was exercising its rights in punishing the spirit of the Monkey King, whenever he distanced himself from the path of illumination.But to the Monkey King’s spirit surprise, Abigail’s only reaction was to grab the edges of the headband, and exerting all her inna

Once again, Becca woke up in a dark place. But differently from when she recovered her consciousness in Death’s domain, wherever she was, she had his whole capabilities intact.And it hurt.Having received that blow from Death, whatever kind of attack that might’ve been, ached. It made Becca’s whole body feel like it cracked into pieces and was mended back again with a poor glue.“I was wondering how long you’d take to get here.” A familiar voice spoke in front of her. “But I have to ask... What took you so long?”Becca made a humongous effort to sit up. She was in a dark place, but it felt completely different from the domain of Death.It felt familiar, as if she was home of something like that, and when she looked up to where the voice came from, surprise took over her.She was looking at herself.“What? Cat got your tongue?” The other Becca asked, smiling a playful smile.

The more Jake and Bert dived into the maze, the more information they gathered around Becca.However, the more information they gathered around her, the more confused they became about the world, creation, and the whole war they were fighting.How was it possible that Becca, who supposedly were just an Ophanim, was in so many places in history, doing all sorts of things to...No, there was no word to suit what she seemed to be doing.She was altering things in history to make everything go just the way it already went.“If it was really Becca, she could’ve prevented it all from happening, no?” Jake asked Bert before turning one more corner.“I don’t know...” Bert responded. “The more I think about it, the less sense it makes...”However, making sense or not, they met a very particular being waiting for them right when they turned that corner.“So... You are the ones

When Tehom approached, Becca was fully aware of the risks she had taken by walking down this path. It was creation versus destruction, and She was alone at the moment, so She couldn’t do much to stand Her ground against Tehom’s legions of chaos. The power inside of Her, brimming with the godly energy of life, coursed through her veins like wildfire. She remembered the scriptures, and more than that... She remembered Her own memories. Becca finally recalled everything from Her past until the very point where She stood in history. She understood what She was supposed to do, and why She had to go down that road. And everything made so much sense inside Her heart, that She found it hard to believe that She even questioned her truths. She condensed the energy of life that brimmed inside Her, and expulsed it in one violent push, unleashing an amount of power almost as huge as the big bang itself. It wasn’t the universe being