The Armageddon had torn earth into bits and pieces. Humans were now divided into two factions; 'The Believers' which comprised of Christians, Muslims and anyone who believes in God. Then there's those who call themselves 'The Acolytes', these people have thrown themselves into the arms of Lucifer, they had sold their souls to the Devil and accepted the mark of the beast (666).Recently Acolytes have been performing ungodly rituals to summon higher rank demons into the world. And right this moment, another ritual was about to occur.The occultic acolytes cackled with glee as they bound the family of three with rusty chains. The father, mother, and child struggled and pleaded, but their cries fell on deaf ears.Just as the lead acolyte raised his dagger for the sacrifice, the sky darkened, and lightning illuminated the dark clouds. Thunder boomed, making the ground tremble. The acolytes paused, sensing something was amiss.That's when they saw him - a figure clad in a black biker suit,
Michaelis spread his wings, feeling the familiar rush of wind as he soared into the sky. He pierced the clouds, his eyes scanning the horizon for any sign of distress. His superhuman hearing picked up a faint cry for help, a desperate plea echoing from a nearby mosque.Without hesitation, Michaelis swooped down, his wings beating fiercely as he descended upon the scene. He landed amidst a group of demons, their twisted bodies writhing like snakes as they attacked a group of Muslims praying in peace.The demons, fueled by malevolent rage, had already slaughtered several worshippers, their bodies torn apart by razor-sharp claws. Michaelis charged forward, his swords flashing in the dim light."Detestable Demons of hell.. I am here as a punishment of the Creator, unto you. On this day, I shall descend your foul souls into the bottomless pit," Michaelis declared, his voice like thunder.The demons cackled, their eyes blazing with hatred. "And who are you!?" one of them snarled, lunging at
Lucifer, the Morning Star, sat upon his throne, crafted from a single piece of glowing magma. His high-ranking demons, Beelzebub, Leviathan, and Asmodeus, stood before him, their eyes burning with fierce loyalty."The Angel of Death," Lucifer spat, his voice like a crack of thunder. "He's been a thorn in our side for far too long."Beelzebub nodded, his massive frame trembling with rage. "We've tried everything to eliminate this imposter., my lord. But he always seems to find a way to defeat us. He is neither Azrael nor is he Michael, yet he bears the powers of both."Lucifer's eyes narrowed, his mind racing with strategy. "I want to know who he is," he growled. "I want to know what makes him tick."Leviathan spoke up, his voice like a gentle breeze. "We've tried to gather intelligence, my lord. But this Angel of Death is a ghost. No one knows his true identity. Even before Baphomet was descended, this imposter said something confusing, more confusing than when Christians speak in ton
Lucifer's disappearance left the Creator and the Archangels with a sense of foreboding. They knew that Lucifer's determination to pursue his own path would lead to devastating consequences."We must act quickly," Michael said, his voice firm with urgency. "Lucifer will stop at nothing to achieve his goals.""I fear we are already too late," Gabriel replied, his eyes filled with concern. "Lucifer's influence spreads like a cancer, corrupting all in its path."*Meanwhile, on Earth, Michaelis, had just slaughtered the occult group who were performing their rituals, now, the Angel of Death, stood tall, his eyes fixed on his latest target - Vepar, a powerful demon who had been terrorizing a small town in the mortal realm."You're a hard demon to find, Vepar," Michaelis said, his voice dripping with malice. "But now that I've found you, you'll pay for your sins."Vepar sneered, his eyes glowing with malevolent intent. "You're no match for me, Angel of Death. I have the power of Lucifer beh
[Author's Note: The following three chapters depicting Origin of Maximus will be written in First Person POV][April 2022]I walked into the half-dark neon light room. There was a long table with three seats on each side. The room was so dark that I couldn't even see myself, let alone the other occupants. I took the only seat available and sat down.I knew why I was here, but they felt I was simply too immature and weak for this mission. I'm the leader of a small mercenary group. Although our number is something is to laugh at, but everyone of us is an elite amongst elites. We have taken way more dangerous mission than any mercenary group in the country.Flanked on my sides were high ranking men and women dressed in dark suits. I had been called to handle a few problem for them.“The Tharros militia are planning to send in reinforcements, we need you to infiltrate their ranks and incapacitate them.” a voice said.I couldn't see their faces but it didn't matter, all that mattered to me
Ratatatata!Zip! Poof!Gunshots rang in the air as my team and I engaged in a firefight against the Tharros militia troops. Someone must have leaked out information as it seems these guys were waiting for us, and we walked right into an ambush.“I fucken knew this will happen! Never trust the Vorgath government! Bunch of saboteurs!” Risky cursed as he swooped down beside me to dodge a bullet. I had a hunch something like this will turn up, but I didn't expect it to reach such an extent. These Tharros militia group actually brought a battalion to deal with just seven people.. Who the hell comes with three hundred soldiers to deal with seven ex soldiers!“Father! Shall we retreat!?” Erik's voice sounded via the airpod we use.“Negative! Proceed as planned. I will draw their fire, Starlet you do the same, the rest of you plant those bombs in the places we've marked.” I said and moved towards a few soldiers who were busy with setting up for the mortar attack.“I will start by taking out t
[28th December 2024.]This was the big day. Today's the day my soulmate and I become officially a couple. I couldn't be more happier. I went to the wardrobe and brought out the Italian suit which I had bought just for this day.“Max, dress up, everyone's ready except you.” My Mom shouted from the balcony.“I'll be through soon Mom.” I shoved my excitement aside and wore the suit, combed my hair, and rushed off to the balcony.“Are the cars ready?” I asked Mom.“Keep smiling like that and our soon to be inlaws will think you have a facial disease.” my Mother berated me with a smile plastered on her face.“My boy is finally becoming a man.” she squealed as she cupped my face. Mom was dressed in a silk-satin sky blue evening gown, with a V neckline. This dress code was brought by a very good friend of mine, Queen Esther. “You look gorgeous Mom.” I said, while she blushed.“Stop making this old lady feel young.” she said while smiling.“Hurry up y'all, we're gonna be late.” Erik my son s
I walked into the half-dark neon light room.There was a long table with three seats on each side. The room was so dark that I couldn't even see myself, let alone the other occupants.“BOSS!!” The dark room echoed with the voices of my killer-wolves elite assassins.I created the Killer-Wolves after my Hunt in England, it was formerly called Wardogs Organization, I handpicked and trained the members myself. We've been through countless suicide missions together and they fear nothing and no one. After the Bornu state mission, we upped our game with the millions we were paid with. Now we're amongst the top tier mercenary guilds.“Be seated.” I said as I took the seat which looked more like a throne than an ordinary chair.“I'm sure you all have heard of what happened.” I said, and they all kept mute, waiting for me to continue.“I don't desire pity. I simply want the location and photos of my prey. This hunt is mine and so are the preys.” I said while oozing out darkness magic.“Boss, w