„My Lord, it's time."
„Already? Alright, let's go."
Two angels were waiting for him. They were dressed in white-golden armour, but where their eyes should be seemed to be reddish orange flames. Wings sprouted behind their backs, the outline made of gold and the wings themselves were also flames. They had two massive swords on their back, the handle golden and the blade shining white.
These two were the personal angels of a man with red hair, red eyes and a black suit.
He was Inferno, the god of fire. He might not look it, but he was the most aggressive and impulsive of them all.
The three of them started walking down a hallway. After a few minutes they came to a big door.
This door was the entrance to the so called Court room.
Inferno stepped forward and put both of his hands on the door. It was probably about five times larger than him, no mortal would be able to open it.
But since he was a god, the door started opening after he pushed. It revealed a large hall, at the end of it was a podium, with four shadows on top. In the middle of the room was a smaller podium, this is where he would stand when presenting his cause. On the side were some benches, on wich some other gods and high ranking angels were sitting.
He stepped on his little podium and looked up to the four shadows. There were the four gods.
Suddenly, the hall enlightened, now the four persons were clearly visible. The four highest ranking gods, one who seemed to be a little boy.
He had pink hair, red eyes like Inferno did and he was wearing a white hoodie with red sleeves. A big scythe was hanging on his back. A wide grin was on his face, he was none other than Velmir, the god of Destruction, or known throughout the deity realm, the bringer of chaos. His subelement was also fire, making Inferno his kin.
Next to him was a person in a black suit, black tie. His eyes were seemingly the void itself. If one were to look in them he would feel like being sucked right into the abyss. His long white hair was falling down his back. He was the older brother of Velmir, the god of darkness, Kenshir. His face was devoid any emotions, it almost seemed like he was frozen in time. His subelement was air, so Aeros was his kin.
To his right was a beautiful woman. The god of Creation, Kahra. She was wearing a white dress, her golden hair fell down to her shoulders. Her eyes were a bright blue, indicating her subelement, water.
But one was missing, the goddess of Light, Elrina.
‚She probably did t even deem this worthy. I bet the other ones are here just because it's their Duty too.', Inferno thought.
„Inferno, Kin of Velmir and god of Fire.", Kenshir said.
Inferno bowed.
„Why have you called this session?", he asked.
„My Lord, I believe a new threat is rising amongst the mortals.", Inferno said, still looking down to the ground.
„Lift your Head. Why do you believe such things? Any race that can go anywhere near our power has gone extinct long ago.", Kahra said.
„Well, first one Angel got killed, i didn't think much of it first, but when Ganthol
(A/N: Ganthol, God of War, Kin of Inferno, Leader of the Immortal Army(Army of gods and Angels))
told me that his SOTF unit got wiped out by a single entity, I got suspicious. I inspected the boy in question. He exceeds all beings on the planet by far. I my have reason to think he is a shapeshifter reincarnate.", Inferno looked to the three.
„A reincarnate? You know that shapeshifters haven't reincarnated for the last couple of thousand years. And not even the Akira entity could do such thing.", Kahra responded.
„Yeah, but who cares? Let's kill him and have some fun!", Velmir exclaimed.
„My brother, though I find your spirit likeable, we must not interfere. He is only a mortal after all.", Kenshir said.
„My Lord, with all due respect, do you believe this to be smart?", Inferno asked, angry that they didn't seem do even care a little bit.
„I believe this whole thing to be the opposite of smart.", Kahra said.
Inferno formed fists.
‚This... can they not see the seriousness of this?!'
„Is that all, Inferno?", Kenshir asked.
„Well, for now, but I have my men on him and my spirits are-
„No."
„My Lord?", Inferno was confused by this statement.
„No. Keep your people of of this boy. He is a mortal, just like they all are. Command them to leave immediately", Kenshir said.
„... Consider it done, my Lord", Inferno hesitantly said, then he sent a telepathic message to all angels and spirits he had on duty.
„Now, I ask again. Is that all?", Kenshir repeated himself.
„...Yes.", Infenro answered after a short moment of silence.
„Then go to your realm and think about why you shouldn't call for such sessions and then come with something like this.", Kenshir said in a cold tone.
„Yes, my Lord.", with that, Inferno teleported himself into his palace, in the fire realm.
He sat down his throne and waited.
100 Years. 100 Years was the default punishment if none was announced.
And so he shall sit there for 100 years.
„My Lord! I have important news!", an Angel rushed inside the throne room.
„It's about the boy, he-
„No.", Inferno cut him off.
„Don't tell.", he said.
„But, my Lord this is highly important!", the Angel insisted.
„Just... Just go. I don't want to hear about it now.", Inferno waved off the Angel, wich then left again without bringing the news.