The next day, Arthur walked out of the hotel, determined to find a pathway or gate to Astralia. He felt an unyielding desire to return to that realm and save everyone. He won't rest until he did that.As he strolled through the city, lost in thought, he passed by the bank when suddenly he heard gunshots. His instincts kicked in, and he realized there was a hold-up happening inside.He stiffened, knowing that people's lives were at risk. He felt his hand balling into a fist. What kind of a man would he be if he didn't save those people?Then, a risky idea struck him. What if he allowed himself to be killed again? Perhaps dying might lead him back to Astralia.With newfound determination, he hurried into the bank, surprising the robbers. They pointed their guns at him, yelling, "Get down or we shoot!"But Arthur stared back at them defiantly. "Well, go ahead. Shoot me."The robbers were perplexed by his fearlessness, exchanging puzzled glances. One of them warned him again, but Ar
Arthur was surprised at Celestia. He stammered, "We can't do this? You're a god..."She chuckled and waved her hand dismissively. "Don't be a dunce, Arthur. Look, we're both gods, and we can still procreate."Arthur was taken aback by her response. "But we can't. Why? What good would it do?"Celestia sat on the bed, facing him, and stared directly into his eyes. "Let me explain," she said gently. "In the realm of gods, there's a balance of power, much like the concept of Yin and Yang. By combining our powers, we create a unique energy that embodies the best of both of us."Arthur looked puzzled. "And how would that help me face Astorath?"Celestia smiled, her eyes gleaming with desire. "When two individuals with complementary Yin and Yang qualities come together, their energies combine to create a harmonious and balanced relationship. When you and I mate, we shall create a flow of energy stronger than any god."Arthur couldn't believe his ears. "You mean if we mate, I'd gain an incre
Astorath's created razor-sharp energy blades that filled the air, making it difficult for Arthur to maneuver. Arthur remained composed, channeling his inner strength, determination, and experiences as he gripped his sword, which shimmered with divine light. With a swift motion, Astorath released his celestial blades, sending them hurtling towards Arthur like a barrage of shining projectiles. Arthur's movements were swift and evasive as he dodged the blades using bursts of divine energy to propel himself through the air.Then he retaliated with a burst of his own divine energy, a radiant wave that scattered the celestial blades in all directions. Astorath's eyes narrowed in surprise at the display of power. "Impressive. Your rapid growth in swordplay is second to mine but it would take a lot more than that to defeat me."The two gods closed the distance between them, their swords clashing with a resounding impact. Their energies intertwined, creating a magnificent display of divin
Arthur looked into Astorath's eyes, and saw a gleeful smile on Astorath's face. Astorath spoke, "This battle is over. I've won."In that moment, Astorath unleashed a devastating blast of energy that exploded Arthur into ashes. The force of the blast left nothing but smoke and ashes where Arthur once stood.Astorath rubbed his hands on his chest, feeling disgusted. "Weak." He was certain there was no way Arthur could survive that obliteration.Suddenly, the wind grew strong and swarmed around Arthur's ashes. Astorath watched, feeling a warning in his mind, but before he could react, something extraordinary happened.From the ashes rose a powerful surge of Phoenix flames, swirling and igniting in a blaze of vibrant colours. The flames took shape, and there, emerging from the fiery inferno, was Arthur, renewed and transformed.His body was engulfed in the majestic Phoenix flames, and his eyes glowed with a divine radiance. The very essence of rebirth and resilience emanated from hi
Arthur called for a meeting of all the gods of the realms, and they gathered before him at the celestial council. As the gods arrived, they saw Arthur seated at his magnificent throne, his divine aura radiating with power and determination.The gods of Astralia were among those who stood before Arthur, their faces reflecting disapproval and disbelief. They had doubted that Arthur could return and defeat Astorath, but here he was, the new Supreme Celestium.Beside him, Celestia sat with their baby in her arms. Her presence added an air of grace and serenity to the gathering.Arthur stood up, and all eyes were on him as he addressed the assembly. "My fellow gods, today marks the beginning of a new era in the realms. I stand here not as a conqueror, but as a protector and guide for all beings."The gods of Astralia looked unconvinced. The hate in their eyes was evident enough for all to notice. Arthur continued, turning his attention to them. "You gods left Astralia for your vacation
The people on the streets below screamed and scattered in fear, seeking safety from the unexpected terror that had emerged from the depths. Panic spread like wildfire, and chaos erupted throughout the vicinity.Arthur tried to make meaning of what this meant. Then his mind flashed back to the news he heard this morning. Somehow, that mysterious cave must have a connection. This was not a mere coincidence; something had awakened this demon's powers and he was going to find out what it is. First things first, he must protect the city and its people. He swiftly descended, his white wings guiding him to the heart of the chaos. As he landed, the ground trembled beneath his feet, and the air crackled with energy."Stand back!" Arthur called out, his voice commanding attention. The onlookers gaped at Arthur, astonished to see a being like him with wings. The demon turned its attention to the imposing figure before it. It was clearly drawn to Arthur's divine power, sensing the threa
Arthur arrived at his parents' house, his heart pounding in his chest. Nervousness gripped him as he stood before the familiar door, having not been with them for ages. Memories of the past flooded his mind, the hurtful words they said to him, and how they rejected him for being a failure in life. Taking a deep breath, he tried to push those thoughts aside, reminding himself that he only wanted to see them for the last time, to find closure and perhaps even to forgive them. As he reached for the doorknob, his mind played a cruel slideshow of all the terrible things they said about him. The pain from the past resurfaced, and he could still feel the physical and verbal abuse that he endured before running away from home.He wondered if he would be able to meet their eyes, to face the ones who had hurt him so deeply. Despite the pain, he longed for a chance to forgive and move on.Summoning courage, he knocked on the door, hoping they would be there. But there was no response. Te
With Azraziel's defeat, the very fabric of the underworld began quavering. The ground shook, and the rivers of lava started erupting, spewing molten rocks into the air.Arthur hurriedly set off into the depths of the underworld, navigating through the chaos and destruction, determined to find his parents.As he ventured deeper, he hadn't gone far when he stumbled upon them – his parents, chained together to the wall, unconscious and vulnerable.Seeing them after all these years sparked a wave of emotions inside Arthur. Memories of them and the painful moments flooded his heart.He rushed to their side, going on his knees as he hugged them tightly, enveloping them with his celestial aura. His embrace radiated warmth and protection, shielding them from the falling rocks and molten lava eruption. With a radiant glow, they vanished from the underworld, leaving behind the chaos and darkness. * * * *Arthur's father woke up to the tantalizing smell of