Metatron looked at the battlefield, scanning his surroundings and analysing to which side the scales of that decisive battle were tilting.
By his side, Megumi still kept protecting him flawlessly, not allowing a single pebble to get near the scribe.
“Megumi-cchi,” Metatron said, not looking at her “I have to go now. The time has come for you to start fighting for me, as I told you that you would. Will you do it for your dad?”
Megumi nodded as the scribe of God closed his eyes and focused.
“Yes... The time has come...” Metatron spoke to himself, gleaming and oozing power. “You’ll finally pay for ‘your’ sins... Nezariel!”
His usual self was shown as an old, decre
Everything around and within all the beings who stood on the battlefield felt empty, as if there was nothing else to be felt in the creation.But as they focused a bit more on their surroundings, coming little by little to their senses once again, they felt that God wasn’t the only being there, Who had a presence of Their own.However, none of the sides that were previously fighting for their lives, for something that they couldn’t even remember now, had time to figure out to whom those other presences belonged to, or even what it all meant, if it ever meant something.Because the true voice of God resounded everywhere around and within them all.Before Don could even turn around to warn the only two humans
Timeless saintsColourless paintsEndless rainsGraceless fatesThe Book of Saints and Sinners *** Ten years later, somewhere in the in-between dimensions Becca’s eyes shone brightly in blue, red and black. But her hands sweated profusely in nervousness. It wasn’t every day that one had the chance to find the mighty Sun Wukong, monkey king and Great Sage, Heaven’s Equal. Even more if one was an edennan, inherently guilty of trying to decimate the other gods. An edennan would be automatically killed if tried to approach any of the other gods alone. And Becca not only approached the monkey king, but also challenged him to a match of Shogi. “A western celestial being, challenging the most powerful of eastern beings, Budha’s Victorious Fighter, in a game where both of us have few to none knowledge of?” Sun Wukong laughed sarcastically. "You sure are confident, kid. That or you’re too full of yourself. But rest assured that if arrogance is what you have in abundance, I’ll make sure t
“JAKE, WE HAVE VISITORS!” Eve shouted upstairs as they passed through the comfortable living room. Theresa went straight up without saying hello to her dad, who was polishing his violin and waxing the strings on his bow.“We’re playing today, aren’t we?” Becca asked, looking at how much care he had in the simple movements being executed.“You like violins?” Jake’s dad asked, looking a bit distraught by Becca’s appearance. But at least he noticed her. “Oh dear, what happened to you?”“This is Jake’s friend, my dear. Har name is... I don’t recall having asked your name before, did I?”“My name is Becca.” She introduced herself. “And don’t worry, been wors
Well, I guess you all noticed I haven't been updating new chapters these last few days.My laptop is taking its last breaths and I've been working my ass off to save some money to buy a new one, so while I'm not able to buy a new machine to keep writing consistently for you, my beloved readers, I'll be taking a kind of a break until the beginning of May.But hang on with me and buckle your seatbelts, because anything can happen in the meantime. So if I get to buy a new laptop before I had foreseen, I'll be back with new chapters, and you'll get to keep following Becca's journey into the unknown. Hang on with me, and I won't let you guys down.I promise! With love, your humble author!
Becca’s plan was simply to face the Watcher head on, without any tricks or anything else up her sleeve, so she and Jake waited until dusk and went outside.The man with the face not arranged right was standing there,right across the street. As if he had been waiting for them all along.“Let’s take him somewhere else.” Jake said. “We can’t have anywhere near us caught in the crossfire of the fight.And as if the Watcher just understood them, he looked straight in their eyes, a rift opening behind him while he just walked backwards and crossed the threshold.Becca and Jake looked at each other and hesitated for a while.“I guess he also doesn’t want to wreck havoc in this neighbou
The fight ended before it could even properly begin. Becca’s eyes followed Jake’s movements instinctively, using only her peripheral vision, as if she was actually capable of seeing through Jake’s stealth, so Becca’s eyes didn’t show that she was following her opponent’s movements. However, when Jake was ready to strike a deadly blow to her throat, his hand was grabbed by Becca in the middle of the attack. Becca’s grip was so tight that he had to drop the dagger, or else she’d end up breaking Jake’s wrist. “H-how...?” Jake asked, flustered. “Do you really want me to explain?” Becca retorted, her eyes looking straight into Jake’s, as his shape became slowly visible again. “But... You weren’t able to win against the Watche
After a shower and some awkward breakfast, Becca told Jake what happened in her dream. Luckily, only Theresa noticed what happened, because Adam and Eve spent the night outside and went straight to work after that.It made some sense to Jake, at the same time that it didn’t make sense at all.Dreams weren’t supposed to trigger any sort of power, but Jake wasn’t a dreams specialist or anything, so it was only possible for him to resort to what he had read in novels and some college stuff.However, there was someone who was indeed a specialist in the matter of minds.But to get to him, they’d have to take the Watcher down first.When Jake told his sister about him and Becca, even though she was very youn
“Are you going to just ignore me, or are you actually going to do the smart thing, and...”“Where are you? Are you really ‘the’ one I think you are?” I asked, even before the voice could finish what it had to say.I thought I knew to whom that voice belonged to, even if I only knew it through stories I’ve read while I was living in the Haled. I also remembered what that voice reminded me of, and why it felt so soothing, yet at the same time so disturbing.“Oh... So who do you think I am?” The voice asked in a playful tone. The wind suddenly blew over a bit harder, as if playing with my hair.My thoughts when it happened were that I should be more certain of it, but I didn’t have time to lose, so I just placed th