Within Belial's Realm
Adamus slammed hard against a jagged obsidian platform. The ground cracked beneath him suspended in space, with stars swirling violently above, like dying galaxies.
He groaned and stood, brushing the dust off his cracked armor.
"What happened? Where am I...?"
He looked up.
Floating ahead, wreathed in swirling black aura, Belial sat astride his dying, demonic horse. His body pulsed with dark veins of power.
In one hand, he clutched Moses, limp and bleeding, a demonic arm stabbed straight through his chest, draining the essence of faith from his soul.
Belial turned slowly and smirked.
"Don't worry," he said coldly. "After I finish absorbing him, you're next."
"GET OFF OF MOSES!" Adamus roared, dashing forward in a streak of gold.
But Belial raised his clawed hand.
And the void responded.
From the twisting space around them, thousands of monstrous shapes emerged.
Abyssal Beasts, screaming with hunger.
Fallen Angels, black-winged and empty-eyed.
Juggernauts, twelve feet tall and forged in eternal hate.
Demonic warlords, snarling in tongues from the First Darkness.
Adamus skidded to a halt, overwhelmed by their number.
He grit his teeth.
"I need to hurry before Moses fades... but there's too many of them."
Golden flames rose from his body. His life strings spiraled outward, connecting to the threads of this foreign realm siphoning energy from Belial's dimension itself.
He held out his hand, sweat trailing down his brow.
"Can I still use the Black Lotus form...?" he whispered.
"No... it nearly destroyed me last time. I'll charge for now. If it gets bad, I'll risk it."
Five higher-dimensional cards manifested in his hand, glowing with celestial runes.
Adamus smirked and raised his voice.
"You're not the only one who can summon an army."
Belial paused, still draining Moses. His eyes narrowed.
"No one ever mentioned he could do this… He's bluffing."
Adamus slammed the first card down.
"I summon: Magician Warrior!"
A flash of red, purple, and white erupted.
A knight stepped forth his armor a spell-forged weave of runes and steel.
His blade shimmered with magical energy. A jagged shield of spikes covered his left arm, and a wand hung across his back like a holy relic.
"Magician Warrior reporting, Master."
Adamus summoned the next.
"I summon: Gunshot!"
A woman appeared in a whir of smoke and sparks. Her armor was high-tech red, trimmed in black and gray. Blue eyes, blonde hair, visor locking over her face.
Her sniper rifle gleamed a fusion of divine tech and soul-piercing bullets. Twin pistols on her hips, and a digital scanner blinking over her right eye.
"Locked and loaded. Let's mow them down."
Third card Adamus roared:
"I summon: Robot Boy!"
The space in front of him cracked and from it emerged a green-and-white mech child. Twin shields on each arm, which combined into a full-body shield dome.
A spinning spike crowned his head.
"Defense protocol initiated, Master!"
Adamus tucked his final two cards away for now.
He looked at his summons eyes fierce, fire blazing behind him.
"Protect me from Belial's army. Hold them off. I'm going straight for him."
Magician Warrior nodded.
"We're honored to fight alongside the new bearer of the Black Lotus."
They flew ahead like a divine spear.
Adamus charged behind them sprinting so fast, his feet skimmed the very fabric of space, sparks of gold trailing behind.
The battlefield exploded.
Gunshot raised her sniper the barrel pulsing with a crimson hex-rune.
She pulled the trigger.
The round tore through the air with a sharp crack, piercing through three demons in a single shot. It detonated midair, engulfing them in a controlled burst of scarlet flame and null-energy. Before the smoke cleared, her pistols were already drawn twin blazes of firelight cutting through the chaos as she covered Adamus from above, never missing a beat.
Robot Boy spun forward like a living drill, his shields snapping together into a gleaming, whirling phalanx. With every spin, his barrier sparked and collided with dark blades and claws, shielding Adamus with perfect timing between charges. "Tactical shielding engaged!" he shouted. "Barrier holding! Go, Master!"
Magician Warrior surged ahead, blade glowing with runes, purple arcs of magic slashing wide. Each swing unleashed shockwaves of arcane energy, tearing through rows of Fallen Angels and clearing a path through the storm.
They reached the front lines of Belial's army a monstrous wave of howling, horned beasts, corrupted angels, and arcane horrors. The impact of their arrival shook the very sky, a divine meteor crashing into darkness.
Gunshot flipped through the air, firing mid-twist. "Keep moving, Adamus! We've got this!"
Robot Boy slammed into a demon, both shields flaring. "Still holding!"
Magician Warrior was the vanguard, blade flashing like lightning as he cut through the enemy ranks. Demons fell around him like ash in the wind.
Finally, Magician Warrior and Adamus broke free of the horde, landing just outside the thickest part of the battlefield.
Magician Warrior raised his left hand, and a massive arcane sigil spun to life in the air. It expanded instantly, forming a glowing Magician's Shield a containment dome that locked the army within. The roar of demons pounding against it was deafening.
He turned to Adamus, eyes glowing from beneath his helm. "We will hold them back," he said firmly. "This shield will last long enough. You you go deal with him, Master."
Without another word, Magician Warrior charged back into the sealed dome, blade-first, to face the tide with the other summonings.
Adamus nodded once, silently.
Adamus leapt forward, diving into the breach.
He landed alone face to face with Belial.
Moses still hung from Belial's claw, his light fading, but still fighting.
Adamus stood tall.
"Let. Him. Go."
Belial grinned darkly.
And Adamus swung a golden fist crashing through space, racing toward Belial's jaw.
Adamus burst forward, only to strike nothing.
An afterimage.
He passed through it, blinking then saw the real scene ahead:
Belial, now above him, still atop his black horse, one arm impaled through Moses's chest. A white orb glowing with the essence of Faith floated in his palm.
Belial grinned.
"It's too late. I've already taken it."
He absorbed the orb into his body.
A pulse of white energy surged through him warping into darkness as it merged with his corrupted form.
Adamus's heart sank. He rushed forward, caught Moses's falling body, and gently laid him in his arms.
"Moses… Moses, stay with me. You're gonna be okay. I'll get you back to the ark. We'll find a healer, alright? We'll fix this"
Moses coughed blood. His voice was a whisper.
"...It's too late for me... Vajra..."
"Don't say that."
"You've done so much… for my people... for this hyperverse. I'm sorry... we've been a burden to you…"
"No. No, you haven't."
Tears welled in Adamus's eyes.
"You gave us strength. You helped us understand who we are. Stop talking like this. Just fight. Live."
Moses raised a shaking hand, eyes dimming.
"Please… achieve my dream. The Israelites... my people... get them to the Center of the Hyperverse... to the land of milk and honey. To paradise. I failed... so much in my life… I never fulfilled the prophecy... please... you do it…"
His hand dropped.
His chest stilled.
His eyes lifeless.
Adamus trembled. A single tear traced down his cheek.
He slowly set Moses's body down and summoned a golden shield, wrapping it around his fallen brother like a divine tomb.
Then he stood.
Turned.
Faced Belial.
"Was it worth it? Your ambition? Your hunger for power? You killed a man who only wanted to save his people."
Belial's face twisted into a demonic smile.
"Yes. Anything for power. Even if the heavens burn."
Belial's horse reared and charged, and Adamus met it with a roar fists igniting in golden fire.
They collided.
Belial's horse struck like a storm, slicing Adamus's and warping the space.
Adamus countered with Velocity Sync mirroring the beast's movements, adapting blow for blow.
Every punch, every kick shook the dimension itself.
Belial grinned between attacks.
"Incredible… You're keeping up with him? This horse isn't just fast he's the Concept of Speed Itself. Yahweh's first steed, before I corrupted him. He is velocity."
Adamus deflected another kick.
"Then I'll copy velocity."
"Impossible."
Belial growled and screamed to the horse,
"FASTER!"
The horse blurred, vanishing and reappearing in impossible positions, slicing Adamus mid-air, kicking him across constellations, moving at the Concept of Speed.
Adamus gritted his teeth, bleeding, battered then grinned.
"Velocity Sync. Updating."
A second later
Adamus vanished.
And now he moving at the Concept of Speed, fists crashing against both Belial and his steed, reversing the tide.
They clashed once more, each impact cracking reality.
Belial snarled, his voice dripping with contempt.
"Let's see how you handle this us splitting apart. Now you're up against two of us… both with the same speed. Think you can keep up?"
He dismounted.
His horse glowed, then transferred its energy into Belial, granting him the same, moving at the Concept of Speed.
Now both Belial and his steed surged at Adamus in perfect unison one striking from above, the other from behind.
Belial unleashed a brutal barrage: fists pounding, boots slamming into Adamus's side, blasts of demonic energy hurling through the air. He chanted dark incantations mid-combat, slinging spells like daggers.
The steed was no less deadly a nightmarish fusion of beast and shadow, wings edged like blades. It slashed at Adamus from behind, hooves crashing like hammers, wings slicing open the air and flesh alike.
Adamus blocked what he could, golden fists countering blow for blow. He spun, punched back, even landed a strike that cracked the steed's side but it wasn't enough.
There were too many angles. Too much speed.
A vicious kick slammed into his ribs crack. A spell detonated against his back. A wing tore across his chest.
Blood spilled from his jaw. His breaths came harder. Cuts lined his arms and sides, glowing gold where divine energy tried to seal them mid-fight but even that healing was slowing.
They weren't giving him room to recover.
He was being hunted. Cornered. Broken down piece by piece.
"I can't… handle both… I can only connect to one life string at a time…"
Adamus exhaled then his golden flames ignited into a vortex.
"Enough."
The Black Lotus erupted from his skin blades of obsidian and gold blooming across his body.
From his back, wings grew suddenly, splitting open into massive Black Lotus Wings, each one marked with four golden eyes, glowing and watching all of reality.
Belial and his steed charged.
Adamus caught their strikes with his bare hands, stopping them cold.
With a single, thunderous swing, he hurled them both into the void.
Scene: Belial's Plan B
Belial floated back, cracking his neck, smiling.
"Lucifer told me about this form of yours... and I planned for it."
He reached into his cloak and pulled out a medallion, whispering a forbidden word:
"Activate."
The medallion pulsed.
Suddenly, copies of Belial and his horse began materializing around Adamus hundreds of them, floating in formation, smirking in unison.
Each radiated the same speed.
"You couldn't handle two of us," Belial mocked. "Now look around. You're surrounded. Let's see if that Black Lotus form can handle an army."
Adamus's fists glowed. "Bring it."
Then
Every clone raised a hand.
Their palms glowed gold.
"Summon."
From the space, massive golden chains plummeted roaring as they fell.
Adamus's body reacted on instinct. His Automatic Counter flared. Golden fists materialized midair, catching the chains before impact. But the chains were colossal impossibly long, impossibly heavy.
He shot upward, trying to escape their range before the Counter expired.
But it was too late.
The golden fists vanished.
The chains crashed down.
They coiled around him in mid-air, wrapping his arms, chest, and legs in a tightening prison. His body froze mid-strike.
He struggled muscles straining, energy pulsing but the chains held.
"What... what is this?" he growled, breath ragged.
Belial's voice slithered through the void.
"Chains of Eternity. Forged from the weight of forever. Only Yahweh can lift them. Not even Lucifer could break them."
The chains pulsed and began to dig deeper.
And then
The clones charged.
Each blow slammed into Adamus.
His armor cracked.
His mouth bled.
His wings flickered.
He screamed as the universe watched.
He was chained.
Outnumbered.
Adamus hung suspended bound tight in the Chains of Eternity.
Each massive link pulsed with golden weight the burden of forever. He couldn't move.
Every millisecond, the assault continued.
Slashes tore across his chest.
Kicks from the corrupted horse slammed into his ribs.
Energy blasts rained down from thousands of Belial clones, each one attacking from a different angle.
His Automatic Counter was still active barely.
Every ten seconds, golden fists burst to life, deflecting a few strikes, sometimes clawing at the chains.
But they vanished just as quickly as they came. They couldn't last. Not against this.
Blood spilled freely from dozens of wounds, floating in the void like drifting stars painting the dark with streaks of crimson.
He clenched his teeth.
"I have to get out… for Moses. I have to escape. But how? These chains…"
They were crushing him even as his power surged, they refused to break.
Then
A voice echoed in Adamus's mind, rising from the haze of pain.
A memory.
His teacher. His professor.
Calm, measured, and brilliant speaking of the Om Mani Padme Hum crystal.
"Hopf fibration… also known as life strings."
"It grants the ability to map out weight, dimensionality, and more."
"This power isn't just for traveling between realms. It redefines what strength is. What speed is. What force truly means."
"The wielder doesn't obey physics they rewrite it."
"By bending dimensions around an object, you can erase its weight make even a planet feel like air."
"By warping space itself, you can compress motion or expand time moving beyond all limits."
"What others see as power… is actually mastery of existence."
His professor's voice echoed in his mind.
Adamus's golden flames ignited again and this time, twisted.
Using the Hopf Fibration hidden in his life strings, he bent the dimensional axis of the chains themselves. The universe warped.
The weight... vanished.
The Chains of Eternity once unmovable now rose with him.
"Impossible!!" the Belials screamed.
Adamus grabbed the chains, and in a roar of divine fury, swung them like celestial whips, flattening wave after wave of clones, horse after horse, shattering space with every impact.
But they regenerated.
Magic surged from them controlling the chains again, wrapping them back around Adamus, trying to choke him, drag him down.
It became a cosmic tug-of-war.
Adamus swinging and resisting.
The Belial legion re-chaining and stabbing.
Blood flew. Time stuttered. Space warped.
Adamus panted, his breath heavy.
"I can't keep this up… they're too many…"
Then
A voice within him. Familiar. Calm. Deep.
Vajrapani's voice resonated like thunder cloaked in stillness, rising from within Adamus's spirit calm, vast, immovable.
"We are of the same essence, you and I. Bound by no form, and yet present in all."
"There is a technique... not born of force, but of liberation."
"It frees you from position, from weight, from the illusion of opposition."
"These chains, these countless foes they are heavy only to those who still believe in heaviness."
"When you remember the truth… even eternity cannot hold you." "We have one final technique. A forbidden offering. But it comes with a cost..."
"Anything. What is it?"
"Offer your emotions to the Black Lotus. In return, it will grant you near-max power... but your emotions what you give will never return. Don't give it all... or you'll lose who you are."
Adamus took a breath.
Inside his soul-space, he looked at the Black Lotus.
His emotions were at 100%.
He gave it 2% enough for a surge, without losing his core.
The Black Lotus opened.
Golden eyes blazed.
Adamus screamed as reality cracked
"DIMENSION ASCENSION: OMNIPRESENCE!"
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Dimension Ascension – Omnipresence
The Forbidden Elevation of Adamus Jovajra
To unlock this final technique, Adamus offered something irreversible a piece of his own emotion sacrificed to the Black Lotus. It would never return.
In exchange, he gained something divine:
Dimension Ascension Omnipresence.
But the price was steep. His Auto-Counter was disabled. And with every fragment of emotion given, Adamus lost more of his human self.
The Effects of Omnipresence
Once activated, Adamus manifests a domain a metaphysical space that transcends time, space, logic, and dimensionality itself. Within this boundless realm, reality bends to his will.
Here, the following abilities become his to command:
🔸 Omnipresent Telekinesis
He doesn't move things with his mind.
He moves them because he's already touching them from every direction.
There's no gap between him and anything:
Object. Energy. Soul. Narrative.
Because he is everywhere and everything
he exists within every cell, every form, every essence.
He can manipulate an opponent's body from within
because he's already inside them.
That's why he can move anything.
He's not reaching for it. He already is it.
🔸 Omnitelepathy
Within his omnipresent domain, Adamus's mind touches every thought across every version of you.
He can dive into your memories, twisting them into new shapes, or erase them entirely.
He implants false illusions so vivid they overwrite reality itself in your perception.
To resist is meaningless your will, your identity, even your sense of self are already inside his grasp.
With a thought, he can brainwash an enemy, turning them into his extension.
With another, he can make you believe a dream was your life, or your life was only a dream.
🔸 Omnipresent Clones
These are not copies or illusions.
Every clone is truly Adamus extensions of his being, appearing anywhere and striking in perfect harmony.
They can attack across all versions of you at once past, present, alternate timelines, and forgotten realities.
🔸 Omnipresent Size Change
He can expand or compress his form instantly.
Whether the size of a grain of sand or a planet, he manifests at any scale because scale no longer applies.
He is everywhere in the domain.
🔸 Omnipresent Body Separation
He can separate his body infinitely an arm here, a fist there, an eye beyond the stars.
Each piece is real. Each one is him. All act at once.
His essence is everywhere, so anything a weapon, a wall, the wind can become him.
He doesn't just move through reality.
He replaces it.
The ground, the air, even time itself
all become extensions of him.
He is everywhere, and everything is his body.
🔸 Omnipresent Time-Space Override
He is present not just in space, but in every moment of your life even in timelines where you were never born.
He exists in your history, future, possibility, dream, and even in your nonexistence.
Life String Connection
When you are caught in his domain, Adamus connects to your life string the core of your being across all realities.
From that point forward, you cannot escape.
You cannot hide.
You cannot move without him already being there.
🔸 Omni-Transformation (Updated)
In this state, Adamus is formless no longer bound by anatomy or identity.
He can take any form, appear as anything, anywhere.
A face, a voice, a weapon, even his opponent's own image.
He doesn't shift shape
He defines it
Because he is everywhere, he can make anything appear anywhere,
sculpted instantly by imagination alone.
There is no limit.
Important:
If you are not inside his domain, none of these effects apply.
And of narration.
Adamus screamed as reality cracked.
"DIMENSION ASCENSION: OMNIPRESENCE!"
In an instant he vanished.
The Chains of Eternity, once wrapped around him like a prison of divine mass, fell limp to the void.
The Belials every clone of him and his dark steed froze mid-attack.
Belial (confused):
"Where is he?"
The horde of Belials looked around in panic.
"I can't sense his energy… He's gone!"
Then Adamus appeared.
Right in front of them.
Not just one, hundreds of him. His Omni-Clones.
Each one identical, golden-eyed, radiating cosmic wrath.
The Belials spun around in terror
And were met by a massive blast of golden energy.
A wave of light crashed through the void, engulfing the army of clones and horses alike. Belial, the true one, stumbled back, eyes wide.
He howled.
Belial:
"Regenerate multiply NOW!"
Thousands more clones emerged like shadows expanding, spreading, converging. He pointed forward.
"ATTACK!"
But just as quickly as they arrived Adamus's Omni-Clones vanished.
Silence fell.
A thick, terrifying stillness.
Belials (panicking):
"Where is he again?! I STILL can't sense him!"
Then a shadow blocked the stars.
Adamus returned.
But this time, he was massive towering over all the clones combined. His Omni-Form, burning with rainbow-hued divine energy.
He reached out.
And grabbed every single one of their life strings.
With one pull, he dragged them toward his fist, which began to glow with higher-dimensional colors fractals of time, space, and light condensing into a singular strike.
Adamus (roaring):
"8-DIMENSIONAL PUNCH!"
His fist hit everything.
Belial.
The clones.
The horse.
Time itself.
Some were obliterated.
Others were flung back through time.
Some erased from existence.
And then only one Belial remained.
His black horse stood beside him, trembling.
Adamus vanished again.
Belial (breaking):
"Where are you!? What is this?!"
He staggered, trembling, speaking to himself.
Belial:
"I'll just teleport out of here… This is MY dimension! MY universe!"
He tried.
His body lit up with teleport energy
But nothing happened.
Belial (screaming):
"WHY CAN'T I TELEPORT!?"
Then he turned and saw it.
In the distance, his army of demons and fallen angels were still locked in combat trapped within the Wizard Soldier's shield dome, battling Adamus's summoned warriors.
Belial (gasping):
"I have to free my legions! He's too strong I can't do this alone!"
He fired a blast shattering the Wizard Soldier's barrier, unleashing his demons.
But before he could speak again Adamus appeared.
Adamus (firmly):
"It's over. I'm taking the power of faith from you… and returning it to Heaven."
"And for what you did to Moses… you will pay."
Belial:
"You haven't won yet!"
Belial called his demons to him.
But Adamus raised a single hand.
In an instant, every demon and fallen angel under Belial's command froze
suspended mid-charge, locked in place by Omnipresent Telekinesis.
Their wings twitched. Their weapons trembled.
But none could move.
Adamus turned to Belial.
Snarling, Belial surged forward, his fist glowing with high demon energy
burning red and black with unholy power.
He threw a punch.
Adamus calmly raised his hand
and stopped it.
Belial's eyes widened. He stared at his frozen arm.
"How… are you doing this? I can't move."
Adamus's voice was quiet. Final.
"Because I'm everywhere.
Even inside you.
Every cell. Every breath.
Even your spirit non-physical as it is
I am in every part of you."
Panicked, Belial activated his inner vision, using magic to look inside himself.
And he saw them.
Tiny golden eyes.
Thousands.
Embedded deep in his flesh, his blood, his soul.
Each one watching, connected to something far beyond his understanding.
Adamus's essence.
The presence that binds existence and nonexistence.
Adamus then used Omnipresent Telekinesis.
With a mere thought, Belial's arm began to twist
not from the outside, but from within,
as if the very essence of his limb had turned against him.
It snapped backward in an impossible angle.
Bone shattered.
Tendons ripped.
Belial screamed.
From behind, Omni-Clones emerged from the void
silent, exact, unrelenting.
They grabbed Belial from every direction, pinning him in place like a divine machine.
There was no escape.
Golden flames ignited around Adamus, swirling like divine firestorms. He raised his hands slowly, his eyes glowing brighter than ever.
From Belial's chest, a brilliant white orb began to rise pulsing with divine resonance.
It was the energy of faith, ripped from the core of his being.
The orb floated toward Adamus, glowing brighter as it traveled.
And then
It flowed into him.
Like light returning to the heavens.
Belial (trapped, gasping):
"This… This doesn't mean you'll defeat Lucifer… You're still going to lose…"
Adamus (coldly):
"I don't need to defeat him right now. I only needed to defeat you."
He formed a golden prison of life strings around Belial, glowing with pure divine energy.
Adamus (shouting):
"OMNI PUNCH!"
Fists appeared everywhere each one golden, burning, and absolute.
In his domain, Adamus struck all at once.
Every demon.
Every fallen angel.
Obliterated.
The fallen angels hit by a separate blast were purified reverted back into angels.
The demons?
Erased.
And Belial?
Punched into the golden prison.
Adamus (final words):
"Good luck getting out. I stripped you of your power… That's why you can't teleport. You're done."
He swung the golden cage hurling it into the abyss.
He turned to the corrupted horse beaten, but alive.
Adamus touched its life string gently.
He saw its history. The pain. The mark of the beast.
"You've suffered too long… Let me help."
He whispered,
"Om Mani Padme Hum."
Golden light surged through the horse.
The demonic brand burned away.
Its black coat turned snow-white.
A rainbow shimmer flowed through its horn.
Wings burst open massive, feathered, pure.
The horse licked Adamus's hand.
"You're welcome, friend."
Adamus turned, opened his golden eyes.
He reached through existence and nonexistence, locating the dimensional thread Belial once used to open his personal universe.
He grabbed it with his life strings.
A golden portal opened brilliant and divine.
Adamus walked to Moses's body, still cradled within a golden shield of light He made.
He knelt beside him, placed a hand gently on the barrier, and whispered a prayer.
Then, lifting him with care, he placed Moses across his shoulder like a fallen king carried by a brother.
Behind him, the battlefield quieted.
The three summonings Magician Warrior, Gunshot, and Robot Boy gave a final nod before returning to their cards, their duties complete.
Adamus turned to the angels those once-fallen, now redeemed by his purification blast.
His voice echoed through the silent void.
"Follow me. Your exile ends today."
A golden portal before them, pulsing with warmth and salvation.
Then he approached the redeemed steed the very creature once bound to darkness, now shining with cleansed energy. Its black coat shimmered with divine veins of gold.
He mounted it.
With Moses on his shoulder, angels at his back, and destiny ahead
They galloped through the portal.
Adamus emerged on the other side into the light.
Return Through the Veil
The golden portal shimmered like a tear in eternity, and from its radiance stepped a celestial steed. Its once-black coat now gleamed pure white, wings unfurled wide and feathered, haloed in iridescent light. Atop the creature's back rode a young man, worn yet divine Adamus, returned.
Kiyohime stood among the gathered host, her robes torn, her body trembling, but her eyes filled with awe.
She whispered through tears, "Adamus…"
Hunter's breath caught in his throat. "He's back…"
Behind them, the full host of Archangels had assembled Samael, Gabriel, Michael weapons drawn but uncertain, expressions clouded by confusion and fading hope. One by one, the angels who had followed Adamus from the demon dimension emerged behind him, their wings now cleansed, halos restored.
Adamus, now back in his regular form, slid down from the steed's back. His golden eyes dimmed with sorrow. He walked forward, cradling something wrapped in sacred cloth.
Moses.
He laid the fallen prophet's body across his arms and looked at them all, voice breaking.
"…I couldn't save him."
Kiyohime's hand went to her mouth, tears spilling freely. "What do we do now?"
Hunter clenched his fists, his voice sharp with grief. "Damn it…"
Without warning, Michael flew forward, his aura flaring. "What happened?" he demanded. "Who are you? What did you do?!"
He reached for Moses's body, snatching it from Adamus's arms with force. The sudden impact knocked Adamus backward, sending him to the ground.
The golden steed neighed furiously.
Kiyohime was at Adamus's side in an instant, sword drawn. She rushed Michael and pressed the blade to his neck.
"Whose side are you on?" she snarled, tears still falling.
Michael's own blade rang out, clashing against hers. Around them, angelic weapons were unsheathed, tension exploding like thunder through the void.
Gabriel raised his bow, aiming it directly at Adamus as he lay on the ground.
"Enough!" came a firm voice.
Samael stepped forward, placing Lilith gently into the care of one of the guards. His gaze swept over the crowd with authority.
"I sense no demonic energy from this child," he said. "I don't believe he killed Moses. Let him speak."
Before Adamus could say a word, the angels that had emerged with him from the portal stepped forward.
"He's not the enemy," one said. "He saved us."
"We were consumed by the Mark of the Beast," another added. "We would've stayed fallen… if not for him."
"He's the reason we were redeemed."
Gabriel turned to them in disbelief then suddenly, the Pegasus lunged toward him with a burst of light, forcing Gabriel to fly back. The golden steed caught Adamus with its neck, gently lifting him back onto its back.
Samael's voice cut through the chaos once more. "Weapons down. All of you."
His eyes locked with Michael's. "Even Pegasus trusts him. And Pegasus has never bowed to evil."
Michael hesitated, eyes darting between Kiyohime and Adamus… then finally lowered his sword. Kiyohime followed suit, both breathing heavily, staring each other down.
Michael exhaled. "Then speak. What happened? Why is Moses dead? And where… where is the energy of faith?"
Adamus looked at them, his voice steady, though heavy with the weight of his mission.
"One of the demon lords in that dimension… he murdered Moses. Stole the essence of faith from him."
He raised his hand. Golden life strings shimmered in the air, and with them, he called Moses's body back to his arms, pulling it from Michael's grasp.
"I defeated the demon," Adamus said. "And I reclaimed the energy. The faith of Israel now rests within me."
He looked to the horizon, toward the ark floating in celestial waters beyond.
"I don't have time for arguments. His brother and sister deserve to know."
Tears welled in his eyes as he urged the Pegasus forward. The steed flared its wings and galloped toward Noah's Ark, the rest of the host trailing behind in silence.
They passed through fields of imprisoned demons and twisted monsters some now reverted to angels, their wings white once more. The battle was over. But the weight of its aftermath still lingered.
They arrived.
Noah's Ark hovered silently, anchored among the stars. On the deck, Miriam and Aaron waited, unaware. As the golden horse landed, Adamus dismounted, his face solemn.
He approached slowly and placed Moses's body on the deck before them.
Aaron fell to his knees.
Miriam screamed.
Adamus stood between them, head bowed. "I'm sorry. I wasn't strong enough to save him… but I swear to you both…"
He lifted his gaze, golden light returning to his eyes.
"I will fulfill his dream. I will protect this people. I will return faith to the world. Even if I must climb through the gates of Heaven itself."
The wind stirred.
And in silence, the world watched the vow of the Thunderbolt of Compassion.