Two years had passed, and the year 4535 came upon everyone. After Elias and the group had made it to the sea, they had spent the two years through raging tides and stormy weather. "CALL THIS A STORM!" Regula shouted. It was deep in the spring of 4535 B.C. and the weather was horrid. Lightning struck in the distance, and rain poured so thick and dense that the group could barely see where they were going. Regula was standing on top of their ship that Poseidon had bestowed upon them: "Celestial" "REGULA, GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE AND HELP ME!" Bianca screamed as her Asreon and SilverBane desperately tried holding onto the ship. "GODDAMN IT WHY AM I CAPTAIN, I CAN'T WORK THIS THING FOR CRAP!" Elias yelled as he tried steering what he believed was a disturbing contraption. "GET OFF THE THING DAMN IT." Genhera pushed Elias to the side, now trying to steer. "GENHERA HOLD ON," Calypso yelled, using her magic to create walls made of the bones of humans that fell at sea to block the raging waters. "DARKSTRIDE: UNDEAD: BONE TOWERS"! Each wave struck them with such force it was a miracle the boat didn't flip over. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Regula roared at the storm using his power to help Calypso. "TEMPEST: ANGEL ART: LIGHT BARRIER"! Elias yelled he focused all of his energy on the boat as the rain poured into his eyes, affecting his vision. The ship started to glow in a golden light, Elias stood in one place, and he raised his hands as if trying to lift a heavy object. The ship lifted from the water starting to glide in the storm, and another wave was about to hit them. "ELIAS HOLD IT!" Camela yelled, and as she did, Elias's inner ability activated. His body becomes pure energy once more, lifting the ship higher and higher into the clouds, eventually the ship was like a bird in flight, with Elias floating around the ship in his energy form completely incoherent. Everyone was shocked, for they never saw this ability up close. "Elias"? Camela called to him, but he didn't respond. "His concentration is what's keeping us in the sky right now." Regula said, studying Elias as he floated around. Everything glowed as he passed. It was as if his body transferred light to everything he touched. "My father said something about this a long time ago.Asreon started talking, and she explained to the group that this was a spiritual state that even Yahweh could never achieve. "Don't touch him." Asreon said as Camela walked forward toward him. "We don't know what will happen. We just have to let this play out. " Bianca said to Camela, Bianca then sat in front of Elias, crossing her legs and arms concentrating. He had all of a sudden stopped floating and noticed her. "BloodRite: Hecate: Life Stream". She said thousands of red ribbons sprouted from her body and wrapped around Elias. "What are you doing?" Regula asked her. "Im trying to understand this more. Maybe Elias can be made to control it, and I need silence. "Now shush." Bianca snapped at Regula. Elias's white eyes pierced into hers, and she felt herself fade from existence entering another world.
Yahweh had spent those many years amongst mortals. For the years he was away from Heaven, he was a chief healer of the village he resided in. He had almost forgotten who he was until one day, the Devil King Lucifer made his way into the village. He transformed himself into a snake, slithering into the village undetected. Yahweh noticed him first, a pitch black snake with red eyes. "I see you, Devil King," Yahweh said to the snake. It was the middle of the day, and the snake had crawled onto a nearby tree, careful not to get too close to the ground. "I see we meet again Yahweh". He hissed, flicking his snake tongue. "Since our world is ending soon, I thought we could talk." Devil King Lucifer said, continuing to hiss, Yahweh pulled a pear from the tree starting to eat it unamused by Lucifer. "You're so sure of yourself." Yahweh said. "To me, this is another tantrum dear Morningstar. This aggravated the Devil King, slithering around the tree, turning into a black crow. "Jasara is close to the Isle." Devil King chuckled. "So is Elias," Yahweh said, looking up at the Devil King coldly, biting into the pear once more. "We both know about the Isle Devil King, I put it there." Yahweh said. "Yes, that you did mighty Yahweh, but what you neglected to tell your Angel or even the Wanderer is that it'll take them years to get there draining their angelic power as well."Ah yes, The Archipelago Of Olympius in myth is what was once called Labyrinthian Islands home to all my less than desired creations." Yahweh responded. "Your Dark One is too naive and violent to find his way through, all brawn and no brain." Yahweh says, throwing the pear on the ground. "Try an apple, dear father." The Devil King chuckles as a shiny green apple appears on the tree. "I'll pass." Yahweh said. "Where are those two now?" Lucifer asked, laughing. "Long gone by now." Yahweh says, shrugging his shoulders. "I have changed Lucifer. I no longer feel the need
to entertain you. In fact, I'm giving this up. " When Yahweh spoke those words, Lucifer returned to human form. "Giving what up?" He asked, jumping down from the tree to meet Yahweh's eyes. "Take a look around you Lucifer what do you see?" Yahweh asked, and the Devil King looked around. "I see a blank canvas that I can burn." He responded. "Still thinking with your rage," Yahweh sighed, this had been the first real conversation either one of them had in several millennia. "That's not what I see." Yahweh said. "Almighty, I can not change what you see." Lucifer chuckled, mocking Yahweh. "Look at these people." Yahweh gestured to the villagers around him. "Even though they do not have much, they still praise their lives each day when they wake up. They praise me for giving them another day." Yahweh said. "They do not know of the real you." Lucifer said, crossing his arms. "If they knew who you were, they would fear you, and if you did not give them anything, they would never praise you." Lucifer said. Yahweh shrugs his shoulders. "Humans will do as they do." Yahweh replies. Lucifer stands there for a moment. "It's been
...educational, Yahweh". Lucifer says, walking away, disappearing into the distance. Yahweh breathes a sigh. "I forgive you Lucifer".
Miles away Darius and Shiro-Fu walked on the edge of a dark island. Sitting down to rest, Shiro-Fu's form refused to fade, but his body was exhausted. Darius fell on his face into the dark sand. "Excuse me is it time to rest," a voice said to them. They turned to see Malachi, the Devil King's Reaper. "A little late, aren't we?" Darius asked smugly. "Better late than never," Malachi responded coldly. "Who's he?" Shiro-Fu asked. "The Devil King's highest ranking Reaper". Darius responded, walking over to greet Malachi. "The Devil King grows impatient, and much like him, the Dark One grows hungry. "We're almost to finding Eris." Darius said, and Shiro-Fu stands. "That's why we're here the Goddess of Discord?, legend has it she dwells in the Island of the Forgotten." Malachi grows impressed. "Looks like a Phantar with some intelligence." He says. "I'm in a class all of my own. Feel free to try me sometime." Shiro-Fu says, waving his blades in Malachi's face. "As tempting as it is to watch the new Dark One's child soil himself, I must decline we have more important matters." Malachi laughed as he, Darius and Shiro-Fu, walked deeper into the island. "What's the Island Of The Forgotten?" Darius asked. "A place of memory, a place where Eris stands proud, disturbing the mind and soul of every being that crosses into that fog." Malachi said. "This is myth right"? Shiro-Fu asked. "Far from it." Malachi said as they traveled deeper into a dark jungle. "Sounds like you've been there before." Darius says, his wings getting caught on a tree to which he shook them once and freed himself. "Once In another lifetime," Malachi responded, never losing concentration on the terrain. "How could your mind be disturbed, you already are disturbed"? Shiro-Fu scoffed. Malachi grabs Shiro-Fu by the throat, throwing him into a nearby tree, and stares at him blankly. "You dont want to know." They continued further until they reached a clearing. "Where are we even?" Darius asked. He discussed with Malachi the fight he had survived with the dreaded Hydra. "There are twenty-two distinct islands that make up the Isle of Olympius. If you left the island that housed that horrid beast, and this island is right next to it. " Malachi looked on the ground around him to see giant fruits half eaten, wild beast carcasses, giant empty wine bottles, and the skeleton of a boar bigger than a dragon. Malachi picks up a half-eaten fruit. "You're a big guy, ain't ya Herc.". Malachi said, throwing the fruit on the ground. Darius's eyes grow wide. "There's no way he exists. Now, that guy is a myth." Darius snaps at Malachi. "Who?" Shiro-Fu asks. Malachi stares deeply at the boar skeleton before seeing a hole shaped like a ten foot tall man in the center of a nearby tree. "Hercules The Strongman Of Olympius".
Bianca stared at Elias he had been in his present form for hours. Silverbane and Bianca grew in more concern as the hours passed, and they each tried to reason with Elias, hopefully one of them finding the will change him back to his human form, which none prevailed "Where are we even going?" Regula asked. Eventually, in the dead of night, Elias and the ship landed. "Where are we?" Regula asked, Elias then returned to his human form, passing out and falling into Camela's arms. Regula looked around the island and seemed quiet. Only the soft wind was heard. SilverBane stayed on the ship with Calypso and Genhera as the others set out onto the beach to make camp. After a fire was lit, Bianca, Camela, Elias Regula, and Asreon sat at the fire. "I found this. Maybe it'll take the edge off. " Regula says, handing Asreon a bottle of liquid. She takes a sip and spits it out. "Of course, wine, where did you find this troublemaker?" She snapped, Regula then points to the countless bottles lining the sea shore, some of them big enough to keep one of them intoxicated for fifty years. "It's a goldmine." Regula says starting to walk away from the fire picking up bottles. "Regula get back here" Asreon shouted running after him, he drank each bottle as him and Asreon got farther away. "Ugh we gotta go after them". Camela looks at Bianca. "SILVERBANE"! Bianca yells and Silverbane appears in her sword form. "What do we do about Elias he's out cold. They look as they see Elias breathing heavy, tuckered out from his ordeal. I have an idea "Camela said". They left Elias with Calypso and Genhera tied to the bed inside, he snored away as they all ran after Regula before they knew it they were deep in the jungle. "Damn it" Bianca says. "We're lost" her and the group look around nothing had looked familiar in the slightest. Asreon had caught up with Regula as he saw a mountain of food before him. As Regula was about to devour everything before him, the ground shook and the mound of food fell. "What was that"? Asreon asked her and the group backing into each other. The ground shook once more and they knew whatever it was in the jungle, it was getting closer. A voice boomed in the distance. "Ah Hell, have to go back there that wine, and those women, Hahahahaha". The voice said laughing a hearty laugh, gigantic footsteps stomped on the ground getting closer and closer to the group. Finally a ten foot tall man with long brown hair made his way into vision. "Eh what's the big idea"? He said to the group pointing to the food scattered all over the ground. "You're small" he laughed reaching his giant fingers down pulling at Asreon's wings and poking Bianca in her eye. "EY BUB KEEP YOUR HANDS TO YOURSELF"! Asreon shouted. "Oh fair Angel I only joke". The man said sitting himself down on the ground and when he did the ground shook again. "EASY THERE BIG GUY YOU'LL KILL US ALL"! Regula hollered falling on the ground. "Sorry" he responds picking up two large fruits from the ground swallowing them whole. "We come in peace to make alliances against the Dark One, Yahweh....." Before Asreon could finish the man laughed. "Yahweh should've known Uncle would have sent you". "Wait Uncle"? Asreon questioned. "Why little Angel your Father never told you about me"? The man said beginning to laugh once more. "Should he have"? Asreon responded the group grew more curious. The man reached down his giant hand. "My name's Hercules" the man said smiling, Asreon and the group's eyes grew wide. "Hercules The Strongman Of Gods". Asreon said calmly. "You....exist"? Regula said confused. "Pathetic demon do you exist"? Hercules asked looking at Regula blankly. "Touche asshole". Regula said and Hercules stepped forward. "If it wasn't for the presence of females, your neck would be snapped like a twig". Hercules said standing over Regula, Regula changed into his demon form. "You don't even know me man". Regula said as he and Hercules shared nasty looks at each other. "Hey come on guys" Bianca said and Silverbane transformed back into her human form. "A Heavenly Weapon interesting". Hercules said looking deeply at Silverbane. "How do you know of me"? Silverbane asked. "I know of all of you, Bianca Rose The Witch Upir, Silverbane the Heavenly Weapon Regula The Incubus Camela the Valkyrie and somewhere out there Elias Slade the Wanderer I know why you're here, word has come from the mighty Zues that Poseidon has died from the Dark One's hand". Hercules said broken hearted the group bowed their heads and Asreon cried. "My Father will not stand for this, and word is your Father is on his way here as we speak". Hercules said. Asreon grew in shock. "No he wouldn't leave Heaven he couldn't". Asreon said starting to stutter. "Your Father"? Regula asked his eyes now wide in terror. "Yahweh will speak with Zues they are brothers after all". Hercules said. The group grew in so much confusion it made the reader's head hurt. "Little Angel there is much that no one knows but in time it will all be clear". He says. "Now we must go into town" Hercules says turning away from the group. "What is there"? Camela asks. "Supplies and to speak to my Father". Hercules responds as each of them follow, neither one of them had met Zues, in stories he was known to be a tyrant of horrendous proportion, prideful and narcissistic. Hercules saw the looks on their faces. "My father is nothing like the stories". He says as each of them disappear into the jungle.