/////In Heaven///// Uriel, Raphael, Gabriel, and the other angels found themselves in a deep dilemma. Vincent, having acquired the power of [The Word], was now hidden from the eyes of heaven. With the angels unable to see him, there was a high chance that they would be unable to intervene if he was in danger. Uriel, for the first time in a long while, felt confusion and fear grip him. The capabilities of the Heavens System to reject their orders and the possibility of it happening again unsettled him. "The Heavens System is the most sacred and powerful artifact in existence," he thought. "I cannot fully comprehend its power, and now it can deny us access to that power. What if this occurs during a war? Will we be rendered helpless?" he reasoned within himself. Engulfed in his thoughts, Uriel considered the reasons why the Heavens System had refused to assist them and reached a realization. "Father," he exclaimed, his eyes widening. "Can you en

As Vincent stumbled upon the astonishing revelation, his eyes widened in disbelief. The location of The Heavenly Manuals of Elohim was unveiled before him, and it sent shockwaves through his entire being. However, he wasn't the only one taken aback by this discovery. The system itself seemed shocked, though for an entirely different reason. In the depths of its digital consciousness, the system whispered to itself, [Gabriel]. The Heavenly Manuals of Elohim were known to be the very first gift bestowed upon humanity by God. These sacred manuals held within them the profound knowledge of [Dominion]. Dominion Over the Sky, Dominion Over the Earth, and Dominion Over The Beasts. They were originally granted to the first man, Adam. But an unfortunate twist of fate had led to the loss of these invaluable manuals, as they were lost in the sands of time. However, the information before Vincent continued to unravel. There was one more dominion recorded within the Heave

Vincent's mind raced as he realized the implications of the note he held in his hands. The words seemed to come alive, dancing before his eyes with an ethereal glow. The ink seemed to whisper secrets only he could understand, an echo of his mother's voice. He couldn't help but wonder if she was still with him, somehow reaching out from beyond. A shiver ran down his spine as he remembered what he had forgotten. It was as if the universe itself had whispered a reminder in his ear. "Shit, I forgot about that," he muttered under his breath. How could he have overlooked the fact that his thoughts were not his alone? There was someone, or something, listening, delving into the recesses of his mind. Intrigued and slightly apprehensive, Vincent contemplated the question that echoed in his thoughts. "Should I open the Akashic?" The words hung in the air, pregnant with possibilities. The Akashic, the ancient repository of all knowledge and secrets, beckoned to him, promising answers to questi

/////Dawn of The Next Day///// The sun rose, casting its warm glow over the room where Vincent had slumbered, nude and oblivious, for an entire day. Suddenly, a subtle stirring roused him from his deep sleep, and he gradually emerged from his dreamscape, rising from the floor to embark upon his daily routine. After a refreshing, invigorating bath, Vincent settled onto the bed, releasing a long breath that dispelled the last remnants of grogginess. His eyes sparkled with newfound clarity as he finally noticed the cracks etched into the room's walls, floor, and ceiling, as well as the shattered furniture. "What in the...?" An abrupt pang pierced his head, truncating his sentence and causing him to clutch his temples in agony. "Aargh!" Yet, within the searing pain, memories flooded his mind like a vividly playing movie. After a few minutes, the torment subsided, leaving behind phantom twinges and a surge of recollection. "What the hell happened to the room?" Vincent demanded, his vo