Entering Apocalypse in Easy-Mode



Maethion was conflicted. Should he continue to let Clyde go alone and then make an unexpected mess? Who knows what else the boy could do when he was alone?

Maethion chased Clyde who was walking farther and farther. When he was behind him he said. "I will go with you."

Clyde turned his head with a surprised expression. "What?"

"I can't let you go off on your own anymore. You could have made a worse mess," said Maethion.

Clyde felt like he was a bad boy who was always getting into trouble. Though, based on what had happened in the past few days Clyde could understand what had motivated Maethion - and probably everyone else on the Senior Council - to think that way about him.

However, Clyde couldn't keep many secrets to himself if Maethion was with him.

"Sorry, Maethion. But I don't think I-"

"That's not a request, Clyde," Maethion cut him off. "After everything you've done, we don't think we can let you go off on your own again."

"It's not like I did it on purpose. The Celestial wants to kill me so it's only natural that I defend myself, right?" Clyde said. "Then, after that incident, I thought bringing too many people would just cause trouble."

Maethion remembered what happened to Samuel and the others at that time. They would almost all die if Clyde didn't act.

But Maethion is different. He is a Senior Council so of course he is not as weak as those people.

"You think I'm weak just because I never showed what I can do, huh," Maethion said.

Clyde looked at Maethion appraisingly. He is right. But as the Senior Council that governs the Fortress, Maethion should have a certain standard of strength. But what about the secret?

"I'll be honest with you," Clyde said. "I don't want you to come because I don't trust you."

Maethion snorted. "I knew you would say that too. But well, you never trust anyone so I don't take it personally," said Maethion. "I did it for our own benefit. I knew you would cause trouble so with me around you I could at least do something. Hopefully."

Hearing Maethion's words, Clyde sighed. Maybe he couldn't deter Mathion too much longer or the Elf would feel more suspicious.

'I just have to hide about what happened between me and Goddess Pele.'

"Do whatever you want, then," Clyde said. He quickened his pace and Mathion followed behind him.

'He must be hiding something.'

Maethion didn't know what Clyde might be hiding. He also refused to think that Clyde was hiding anything bad. If Clyde really wanted to do bad things to this Fortress he wouldn't bother to hide anything. He just has to do it with his current strength.

~~~

Archangel Michael came out of the silver portal behind him. His shiny metal shoes stepped on a black stone filled with a thick, tar-like black liquid.

The Archangel grimaced, his face revealing obvious distaste as he met the sight that greeted him.

"This place is as vile as ever," Archangel Michael muttered to himself.

He tucked the necklace with a jet-black gem pendant into his clothes. It was the artifact he used to get to this place.

The Archangel took out a pair of wings that emitted brilliant white light from his back. Then he shot up into the air leaving a trail of light like a tail that extended behind him.

Archangel Michael flies over a grotesque and strange place filled with black tar liquid. Several creatures whose shapes were unknown came out of the sea of ​​tar, poking and writhing suspiciously. The viscous liquid covered most of their forms, obscuring their true bodies and making that sight even more terrifying.

However, the Archangel didn't faze. It's not something important to him or a threat to him. He kept hovering above all of it without even batting an eye. His goal was a castle that stood alone in the middle of this sea of ​​tar.

Archangel Michael landed smoothly and then removed his wings. Once again this place was also filled with black liquid but nothing could stick to the Archangel's metal boots.

*BANG!*

*BANG!*

*BANG!*

Archangel Michael pounded on the castle's metal door three times before it opened simultaneously on both sides. He entered the castle with a stiff expression on his face.

After walking through the castle, Archangel Michael finally arrived in a dark room. He lit up the room with light emitting from his body, causing all the slimy dark creatures that were there to squirm.

"Why did you kill one of us?!" Archangel Michael's voice echoed against the black walls of the room.

"What are you talking about?!" another voice shouted back. The sound seemed to come from all the slimy dark creatures simultaneously.

"You know exactly what I'm saying! One of the Celestial died without me knowing. Didn't you promise to wait until I said everything was ready?!" Archangel Michael continues to voice his anger.

"Like I said," the creatures replied. "I don't know what you're talking about. I didn't kill that Celestial."

"Stop your lies! No one can kill a Celestial but you."

"Are you sure?" the creatures asked.

The question made Archangel Michael's brow furrow. "What?"

"Maybe there are other beings out there who can kill your kind."

"That's not possible!" the Archangel roared again.

"Your kind has been having fun as the strongest being in the multiverse for too long. Are you sure that no one will surpass your strength sooner or later?"

What the creatures said made Archangel Michael ponder.

'No. It's not possible.'

It was hard for him to accept that there would be another being that surpassed Celestial powers. So far he has only seen other beings in the multiverse as lower beings who are not even worth his attention. Could it be that among them there will be someone who has the power equivalent to a Celestial?

"You'd better investigate this fact first, Archangel Michael. Before you waste your time venting your anger here," the creature said.

Archangel Michael hesitated after hearing its words. The creature won't bother to dodge if it's the one doing it.

The Archangel turned his body and immediately left the place without saying anything.

The mysterious creature that was in the room shook violently. It felt imaginable anger because of what Archangel Michael said. But it can't kill the Archangel now because it still needs him for its plan.

~~~

Two days later Clyde finally decided that it was time to set off on that path. After he felt that his entire body had recovered from the wound he had suffered from the battle with God Kane.

It turned out, there was more than just the physical injuries he had suffered after that battle with the Celestials. His psyche also felt pressure and pain that he could not explain. And after that, he got something as well.

Clyde found it hard to breathe suddenly last night after his encounter with Maethion. He continued to lie down for several hours without being able to move until finally his power of system told him about what was happening to his body.

[ You have obtained the power of God Kane. It will take some time for your body to adapt to the power. ]

[ God Kane's power adaptation process: 10% ]

That's the message Clyde got last night. He waited sleepily and when Clyde woke up in the morning the process was complete.

[ Adaptation process: 100% ]

[ You have now gained the full power of God Kane. ]

Clyde grinned at the message. He got up to sit up and felt his body much fresher than before. Another strong power is now flowing in his body and that is the power of a Celestial. 

Clyde is more confident to overcome obstacles that might appear in front of him. And it is clear that the obstacle will appear, maybe even sooner than he expected considering that he will soon go to that path.

Clyde found Maethion standing next to his bedroom door as soon as he came out. Clyde took a deep breath.

"Are you ready?" Maethion asked. Clyde saw that there was already a bow on the Elf's back.

Clyde looked at Maethion with a look that clearly expressed his annoyance. Now Mathion couldn't be stopped anymore so Clyde felt he had no choice but to let him know everything.

He was too tired to come up with any plausible excuses. If he tells a lie then he has to invent another lie and that will be annoying.

"Are you sure you want to come?"

"Of course," Maethion answered confidently. He even smiled as if proud of her presence here.

"Alright. I won't stop you. But you have to promise not to tell the other Senior Council what you saw."

Maethion frowned. 'Why did he say that? What exactly has he been doing besides killing a Celestial?'

Clyde walked first, Maethion followed with a confused expression.

They finally enter the portal leading to Goddess Pele's domain.

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