Chaldea control chamber.
The room was in total pandemonium, raucous jingles buzzed the command centre. It was total chaos in its finest.
"Can someone please explain to me what's going on right now?" Romani Archarman rasped, his head clouted by the unexpected turn of happenings.
It was over. The episode concluded, they had confirmed that the threat to humanity propagated by the Fuyuki Singularity had been dealt with. They were sure of that, with the fact everyone was coming back safe and sound. While there were still questions starting from how they defeated Berserker to Saber and Archer, and the alarming increase in Divine values, but that was not imperative at the moment. That could be dealt with in the aftermath…
But in a change of tune, everything went bonkers.
He twiddled his hands, particularly his fingers brushing against a certain ornament…
He thought that it was over, but that was just a wistful thinking he got going there.
Firstly it began with the sudden appearance of new life signature; it was not of a human that was for sure. The signatures were belonged to an unknown life form. And then things got even more bizarre.
A purple portal appeared in the control room opposite the Chaldeas that was now up in blazes and it was at the same time, a time space connection was reported to have been established. But if that wasn't enough the next happenings shook the entire staff present in the room.
Leff Lainur Flaurous was the culprit behind the bombings. They heard it, even adding that he wasn't even human but a Demon God. And then the fact that the director wasn't even alive no… she was still alive, but only by a fine lining, and from what he could grasp her and the entire group were in a perilous situation, with no hope of escaping…
He wanted to say that he tried to do something as Flaurous pulled the director to her death. That her cries and calls for help spurred him off the seat that wedged him tight, that he at least endeavoured to assist.
But no, he like all the others who were present only remained in their various positions frozen in fear, any fires of bravery sputtered by her cries… we were only human that was beaten to us at that moment along with another important fact; the fear of demise. But even so, he had never loathed himself as he ever did at that moment. But then there was hope.
The flashes of lightning together with the rumblings also revealed another astonishing fact. Billy Batson was now a demi-god. To be frank with himself, he almost fainted right then and there, by Leff's words. How is that possible? How did it happen? When did it happen? But the optimism in the director's calls only agreed with the Demon God's statement.
But also along with the director, he was also imploring to any and all the divine authorities he knew to help Billy reach the director in time.
The merry-go-round of emotions reached a crescendo, all by the articulation of one word.
SHAZAM!!
"Detecting a climbing increase in divine values" a staff who manned on one of the seat informed.
Romani cleared his throat, as he felt what was beneath his gloves tingle him along with an unfamiliar feeling "so tell me, what the result from Trismegistus is?"
A honey blond woman whose fingers bounced along the keyboards answered "analysis and deduction! Its signature origin is an amalgamation from various mythical presences in the duration of the age of Gods. Beings identified are…" a sweat appeared at the side of her face as she listed "Solomon, Heracules, Atlas, Zeus, Achilles and Mercury... in conclusion, the new spirit origin signature… possess the comparability to that of a Chief God"
"!!"
A hand slammed hard on the desk as the results showed on the screen, the doctor's eyes dilated in shock as he processed the information "are you sure this is correct?!" he gasped incredulously.
"Absolutely sir" the same lady answered back assertively.
Romani exhaled unevenly, his lips pressed tightly with his eyes fixated on a particular name on his display screen, before moving down to his hands. Closing his eyes for a few seconds, he decided 'what will be, will be… as inconceivable as it is. Let's all just hope for that this new change will be the salvation Billy-kun and the others need'
"Alright keep your eyes glued to the screen everyone. I want to be alerted on every first-hand progress, understood?" he instructed the others.
""Yes sir!!"" they rest of the staff chorused back, resuming in their observations with revivified fervour. And in their hearts they all held on silent prayer to all the Chaldeans in the singularity, survive and come back safely
--TMMGO—
Earth (Fate Grand Order Alt Timeline)
Fuyuki city (Anomaly F)
2004CE
In the middle of the scorched Earth a seven foot God stood. The lightning lingering in the clouds became static awaiting its overlord with bated sense of tension. They dared not strike nor rumble without the consent of the new Skyfather.
"So this is what it's like to become a God… huh" the Divine being muttered to himself, the new outfit he donned consent as much 'it looks almost the same as his' he commented to himself as he recalled his look alike 'only that if feels different in some way' glossing over his appearance from under his hood he could see he wore the same red skin tight suit as his prototype, but his was even more accentuated.
Underneath his cape positioned on his right shoulder was a lustrous golden cauldron that had its frame shaped in the form of a golden lion, the shoulder armour lead down to a rerebrace, and vambrace of the same shade giving of an inexplicable lustre, lastly on his right hand lodged a full fingered gauntlet of gilded glint. The God clenched his fist turning to his left shoulder. Unlike that of his right it did not possess the same armour pieces as his right only on his wrist adjacent was a golden bracer that had its upper casing carved out into four oblong shapes exposing the red skin suit underneath. And on his left fingers were aurulent rings that were on every digit.
Observing down he realised the palatial body armour hadn't ended. At his waist was gold coloured fauld that had a piece of fabric of red with gold accents connected to it both at the front and back, descending down were greaves attached boots of aureate.
And most noticeable was the symbol of the thunderbolt crested right on his upper body, it gave the impression of a real lightning bolt sealed within the emblem as it occasionally gave out sparks that pirouetted around his chassis.
But still 'I wonder why…' the divine being mulled 'it still feels, incomplete' it was an undisputable fact regarding the power he felt, 'nigh-omnipotence' would be an appropriate description for the unimaginable energy flowing in him. But even so, that in itself was still imperfect. Among his plethora of powers something was missing.
Meanwhile as the Chief God mulled, a Demon God trembled in fright. With fear imprinted upon his features, Flarous stumbled back unable to process what had occurred.
It was supposed to be an infernally simple procedure. Kill Billy Batson, the rest were only dealt because of his schadenfreude tendencies, they were of no importance in the grand system of things. Success was inevitable; everything was perfect, even Billy Batson unforeseen heritage had been accounted for and would had been taken care of.
But nothing… nothing like this had even been deliberated, it was just not possible!
Flauros balked gawking at the deity specifically what he worn on his left fingers.
"Those rings" he pointed weakly. He wanted to declare those ornaments as counterfeits, a fake. That those rings couldn't be what he thought they were, but he couldn't. Deep within his very makeup, he could feel the demand for adherence to the ring's bearer and it took everything that he had to not bow in reverence. But that was just absurd! The Demon God seethed internally.
He… they were sure of his death; they saw it transpire before their very eyes. And as per his nature he could feel the connection to his liege and he could deduce that his lord was still with the seals of omnipotence. So why does the one before it has it also?
Grinding his teeth, his appearance became more savage as he growled out "I will not stand here and let you make a mockery of my king. Halphas recommence fire at full power!!"
At his command the big guns of war resume their discharge, unlike the first volley, attributes in which the canons possessed were supplemented. Matter collapse, space crunching, durability nullification, curses imposition… as the armoury of the king, it was of pride to say they possessed the highest firepower among his kin.
On each of the canons lip was a rose coloured hue mixed with dusky could be seen threatening to spill forth, its full potency equivalent to a compressed assault from Billy Batson's Keranous in addition with its hexes.
But for once, Flarous felt it wouldn't be enough, a small voice only told him to do one thing 'run… abscond as fast as he could' however even the terror that rattled his bones would not prevent him from achieving his duty, even if he has to die trying, he needs to verify if who stood before him was one in the same.
With a hum the canons discharged, each trailing across the stretch towards its target in a bid to rend, tear and obliterate. By then the God's awareness had already been brought play, but even as annihilation loomed he was merely unfazed.
Just two feet away, the armoury's attack collided against an unseen wall with a crashing smack. Jostling against barrier revealed the transparent lattice framework that ornamented it. It was an auto defence that was granted to him as the holder of the rings. Straining taut in a fruitless effort, the attack of Halphas terminated in contrast to the imperceptible fortification.
"That defence…!" Flarous cried, there was no denying the feeling that swept over him as those auto defence appeared, they were only two people that could have ever made him feel like this, his liege and…
"Solomon! Even in death!" he hollered out.
From under the hood, orbs of pastel coruscation glared at the Demon God. No words were offered as an explanation; it seems like for the first time he finally remembered the present state of affairs.
He lifted his left arm, gauntlets of gold gleaming under the revealed moon light and snaps his fingers. It was a mimic of the Demon God's previous action. Flarous snap brought about death and despair; his was life and hope, an oblique ridicule.
The clink of gold resonated across the derelict landscape and a miracle ensued. Mash, who was caught frozen in the Demon God's spell vanished appearing at the deity's side, Olga Marie who was hung in the air, a witness to the events vanished from her spot and appeared right beside him, both seemly discombobulated.
"W-what just happened…!" Mash asked to no one in particular, in her immobility she hadn't been able to see the rest of the proceedings. But she had felt a strange change in the air, and in her mana. It felt like its quality had been increased with its potency and the sash she wore felt like it bowed in worship to the existence by her side. But that wasn't important.
"Billy-kun?" she tentatively probed, movement climbed upon her shoulders as Fou magically appeared settling into his resting spot. But she ignored the animal for the adult man "Billy-kun is that you?" she asked again.
The God turned to her, his cowl obfuscating his face, but even through the endless depth it provided. Mash still spotted the quirk up of his lips. The God pull down his hood revealing an appearance that blossom a flush on the demi-servant's face.
'Handsome!' she squealed on the inside. That was a word she saw in the romance books prescribed by the head doctor, but not once has she ever saw a man who had invoked such a word... until now that is. It was a face that displayed an enamouring masculine features tinged with an androgynous look in addition to the streak of white that was located upon his mane like hair. The word 'handsome' was just appropriate. And the smile spotted on his face only made her swoon, turning her head to hide her crimson face. She shook her head trying to cast out her inconvenient thoughts.
Looking at him again, the feeling was still there, but she could now control her reactions. This wasn't normal, she mulled.
"Yo Mash, how's the new look" the God now Billy said showing-off his attire "cool right?"
Billy's unexpected question threw Mash off as she dumbly muttered back "yes…"
"I knew you would agree with me, like check out all this body armour" he beamed "although my muscles still remained the same… well! Not like it's a problem"
"Billy Batson" the voice of Olga Marie interjected Billy gibbering, turning to his other side the new inaugurated celestial could see her eyes were still puffy as a result of her sobbing.
'Ah man. I wanted to give Marie time to pull herself together' he balked wincing at her the look she gave. And before he could say anything, Olga Marie turned into a white blur moving towards him as her arms snaked around in a hug.
"Marie…?"
"Thank you for saving me Billy-kun. Thank you" her face pressed against the emblem of lightning which did not hurt her in anyway, she continued "I… I really thought I was going to die! That there was no hope for me" she sobbed.
Billy awkwardly rubbed her back soothing her, he looked down at her, taking a breath before whispering with an assuaging tenor "Marie… have you really forgotten my words 'that I am with you in all this' so don't lighten up and allow me to make this promise to you Olga Marie. 'You will not die here and we will all go back'"
She embraced tauter burrowing into his frame, her face flushed as she nodded back "Unn. I'll hold you unto that Billy-kun" hidden from the view of others, Olga Marie gloomy look finally broke into a smile.
Breaking apart, Billy tried ignoring the sudden glare Mash threw at him 'what's up with her now?' He whined shaking his head 'I'll never understand women' clearing his throat he said "now before we do anything else" he turned to the Demon God who flinched at the sudden attention "Flarous… how are you still alive?"
The Demon God gnashed his teeth "Solomon it really is you" he snarled.
The God shook his head resting a hand against his fauld "nope I am not Solomon. Just someone who inherited his power, but now that I see it, I have recognized what had been bugging me this whole time" narrowing his eyes he continued " he desecrated his corpse right? That was why until now the full inheritance of Solomon hadn't been bestowed to me. He has actually been utilising the seals of omnipotence am I correct?"
Flarous did not answer as the Chief God presented to him this information. And it was true, if Billy Batson had fully inherited the King of Magic power, there nothing he could do except yielding to him. The authority those rings granted over his being was absolute. And now that he looked at it.
He wields only five of the rings… so there was still hope.
He shivered unable to contain his elation; they could still do something about it, there was still time to prepare.
Giggle transcended into madden laughter as Flarous celebrated his new found knowledge 'But first things first' he said to himself, collapsing the link to the Timeless Temple, the canons retreated back as the portal above him winked out of reality. He did not want to take any chances of the God getting the co-ordinates of the Temple; any chances he knew will be detrimental.
"Looks like the jig's up" he conceded, but this time a small smile rested upon his face as he continued " our king as watched over the Era of Humanity for over three thousand years and has established that Humanity as a race are flawed and has decided cleanse them to start all over again"
Billy processed his words, as the hint 'cleanse' stuck to him like mud in pristine snow. 'It can't be…!" the deity's eyes glowed as lightning sizzled around his frame, his face set into a snarl "Flarous he actually dared to activate it! The cleansing bands"
"Yes he did! Solomon while a sorcerer of immense power was actually a coward. His fear of his own might lead him to a life of debauchery and immorality. But he… our true king saw humanity for what they were, from the past to the future. He empathised with their wars, their hunger, their tears, their suffering, and their plights. Finally he came into the decision to cleanse the board. Wipe it whole, make it new"
Even in his anger Billy still clenched out "and for what?"
"True peace everlasting"
But that only stirred up the Chief God's wrath even more. Discernible electricity fizzled through his curls as forks of lightning in their multitude struck in the distance responding to the sentiments its new ruler.
'True peace everlasting?' Don't screw with him. All those two billion lives lost, everything from the surface world down to the reverse burnt to ashes, and he dares to call it Peace! Well he has something to say about that…
But first he had something to do…
With no more than a twitch of his eyes his feet left the Earth accompanied by his fellow surprised Chaldeans.
"We are going up everyone. Don't worry" he assured the Director who spotted a terrified face as she recalled what had happened when she was pulled without her approval "it's just a simple flight spell"
The Demon God watched them ascend to the tempestuous firmament, but there was nothing he could do about it, he pursed his lips. All he allowed for was to wait for his execution. He could see it in the deity's eyes, if he attempts to flee, he would be hunted down in extreme prejudice even though both the individuals knew that the body he was currently using was only just a sack of flesh required as cover.
His lips moved up. The vanity of a God, that was all there is to it. He himself was in no station to differ; he would have done the same.
But still that doesn't mean he won't fight… Leff Lainur Flarous still has the pride of a pillar after all.
...
The news of Billy Batson being an inheritor of Solomon's power did not astonish Olga Marie as much as she thought it would.
Maybe it was a result of her sudden brush with death, but she took everything that happened in stride… but the same could not be said for the Shielder.
"Did you just say you possess the power of King Solomon Billy-kun?!" Mash squawked out, the Fou who rested on her shoulders chipped at the sudden movement, before righting itself.
"Is it really that big of a deal" the deity asked, oblivious to Mash indiscernible expression.
The Tower Lord only just rolled her eyes as she threw in her own bit "you really are one of a kind Billy-kun"
"Hmm…?"
"I think in the entire history of Magic and Magecraft, you could be the only figure who ever obtained something as close to all-powerfulness in the discipline of Magic… and still didn't know" after saying this her look turned thoughtful as she divagated "but still Billy-kun, do you really know who Lef-… the enemy is? The way you both spoke to the others hints of familiarity"
By then they had already flew more than a hundred feet high, but funnily enough their new elevation didn't seem to cause them uneasiness. All the happenings had inured them to things such as this.
Running a hand through his hair Billy breathed "oh him… of course I know him. He was supposed to be a part of my Noble Phantasm, a creation of Solomon himself, a being belonging to the circle of seventy two demons"
Two pair of eyes blinked owlishly, and what followed was…
""EH…!"" Mash and the Animusphere inheritor shrieked, Billy cringed as their voice assaulted his ear drums, as a result of his audible range boosted a thousand times higher, their unexpected scream felt very disturbing.
"Billy-kun when you say seventy two Demons, are you talking about The Seventy Two Demons. The one who as a result of his autho…" Mash inquired, slowly down as she saw the rings at his left hand "oh… Billy-kun, those rings are they perchance?" she asked.
"Yep, the authority of Solomon" Billy answered, preening as he showed the celestial Noble Phantasm to the group "each one of them grants me well, Authorities and sorts… but let us not go into that now" seeing that they still wanted to hear more, he clarified "this sint the time and place to discuss things like this, after all…" he pointed at the Tower Lord "we still need to deal with your predicament"
It was then Olga Marie remembered sombrely "my apparent death… huh" she muffled out nervously. She had been trying to get those words out of her head. She just doesn't want to believe that she had just perished.
Her arms wandered around the other trying to create a false sense of warmth, unable to consider that she was nothing more than a spectre.
A warm hand rested on her crown, as she looked up to see her saviour smiling "come on don't cry it's going to ruin that pretty face of yours"
She blushed slapped away the hand as she pouted indignantly "hey, don't treat me like a child" she said without heat.
Billy made a surrendering gesture "my bad…" he said before putting his hands down "but that is what I want to deal with now"
Mash who had been silent for a minute inquired "so Billy-kun how are you going to do it?"
"Well Mash, it is quite simple" he smirked "all I need to do is to build a new container for her. Remember what Flarous said 'Schrödinger Cat' while she is not alive, she certainly isn't dead"
"Wait…" Olga Marie cut in, her eyes brimming with intrigue "but isn't something like that analogous to a sub-section of the Third Magic, how are you going to do it Billy-kun?"
The answer she got was the Deity indicating at himself, saying back "in case you have forgotten, what do you think I am now?"
"Ah…!" she said blinking in comprehension. The King of Magic, the Sorcerer Monarch, each and every one of those titles have been lauded to the Solomon who was regarded as the father of modern day Magecraft, and Billy-kun was his inheritor. She shouldn't be any more stunned, but that seems to be Billy's talent now that she had taken notice of. Godsblood to Demi-god to Sorcerer Monarch… she exhaled giving up. So what's next, a God? She moaned, not knowing that just a few hours later, she would be slapping her own mouth as she remised her words.
"Ok then Billy-kun…" she took a deep breath continuing "I leave myself in your hands, so do it"
"Thanks for the vote of confidence" turning back he addressed his servant "Mash heads-up. You are about to see some serious theatrics, but please until am done don't make a racket. What I am about to do needs delicate work"
She dipped back "ok Billy-kun, I understand" and scooted back with the animal in tow.
Giving a reassuring smile at Olga Marie, Billy lifted his left hands which gave off a subtle glow and began.
--TMMGO--
It all started with a simple request.
"I wish for wisdom so that I may rule my people better"
But such a request had far reaching consequences. The rings of Solomon, an ornamental Dix of celestial gold, sent from the Heavens from the Almighty Father to the young king Solomon.
It was a modest wish born for a desire of peace and prosperity, but what he received were items of supreme powers.
Even till today magical academics and specialists, had speculated what those rings were truly are.
A connection to the Great will. The Akashic index of the timeless library, some even described the rings as a reality manipulating article. But it was none of those.
The Abrahamic-God on a whim had decided to test man, more specifically the young king Solomon, by granting him ostensive omnipotence. And the technique utilised was the grafting of ten of his Archangels Authorities into the rings of gold.
Metatron the Angel of life and the voice of God…
Raguel the Angel of justice vengeance and the friend of God…
Gabriel the Angel of revelation and the strength of God…
Uriel the Angel of fire light and the Face of God…
Michael the Chief Angel and the word of God…
Rapheal the Angel of healing and the healing of God…
Camael the Angel of strength and the fortitude of God…
Haniel the Angel of joy and the delight of God…
Zadkiel the Angel of mercy and the forgiveness of God…
Jofiel the Angel of wisdom and beauty of God…
Many would have rejoiced, but King Solomon only trembled at the veracity. What he only wanted was peace and what he acquired in turn was unlimited power. So he burnt it from the annals of time. Every record, every discovery that would reveal such findings vanished by his own doing. And in place of the ten Seraphim, he bonded seventy two Demon Pillars of Hell's nobles, applied under the name 'Ars Goetia'
But Shame wrought his soul; in his bid to keep the purity of the Celestials he only sullied them further, so after performing a single Miracle he refused to employ the rings until the time of his death.
But where King Solomon was a coward, his shadow was not. He loved humanity and it was in his love he decided that humanity could not exist as it was now. But even as he had the will, the rings would have never have responded to him, he could only employ its vestige, but that was fine.
It was that vestige that gave Solomon his moniker, and even if those rings rejected him… He could still use its two functions and with that…
And so the Authorities of the Angels endured quiescent, waiting for its intended wielder…
That is until one faithful night.
--TMMGO--
'Cameal, Uriel, Jofiel, Metatron and Zadkiel… ok this is spooky, how did I know that?' Billy said bemused as he stared at the rings that glimmered in the overcast night. By all rights he had the knowledge of all his abilities… well not all, but still, how is it that it was just that the rings revealed their true name to him only now?
With a sigh he shook his head 'now isn't the time to think about such things' he chided himself turning to the mortal mage who shut her eyes fidgeting nervously.
His hands still raised straight, he started.
"Alright rings" he muttered "show me what you can do. Firstly I need spells for restoration of the body and soul"
A small current passed through his body, and his chassis thrummed in mana.
Externally Mash looked in awe as Billy's cape sublimely billowed surrounded by fireflies of light, giving him the appearance of a majestic figure.
And as for the Chief deity, it was an instant later he received his answer.
[Jofiel Infinite Compendium inquiry; Number of restoration of body and soul spells… applying solution Uriel's time archives… compositing… Answer: Seven hundred and forty eight million spells.] A detached feminine voice said directly in his head.
'It just like an A.I. Cool' Billy thought excitedly, but still. Seven hundred and forty eight million! It was just too much.
"Hey does humanity really possess that much repertoire for just a single spell?" he asked.
[No this amount does not only include mortal magic. Holistic incarnations ranging from Heavenly to Demonic, Mortal to Divine, from all cultural domains extending from the First spell produced from the past to the last spell casted in the future that is in relation to the subject spell.] The voice replied crisply.
"So-so. So overpowered!" Billy gasped in astonishment, like what the hell! That just means all spells that has been casted, and will be casted all belongs to him and it does not even matter who has casted it, be it a God or a devil.
A wry smile appeared on his lips "no wonder they are actually this much. But still can you narrow it down. The one I want to use the spell on is a human female"
[Understood; compiling amount of subject spells needed for a human female… compositing… Answer: Thirty two million spells. Composition of; nine million, two hundred thousand Divine spells. Twelve million, three hundred and fifty six thousand Demonic spells and ten million four hundred and forty four thousand Mortal spells. In exact.]
"Hmm… even though narrowed it's still too much. Then, from the three lists, select from each the one with at least a rate of hundred per cent chance of succeeding"
[Understood; compiling number of spells with the requisite of a hundred per cent success… compositing… Answer: Six hundred eighty eight thousand spells. Composition of; three hundred and one thousand Divine spells, two hundred and fifty nine thousand Demonic spells and one hundred and twenty eighty thousand Mortal spells. In exact,]
"Ok that's better, but it is still too much. But I'm now beginning to understand how it works, let me try something" he muttered, before speaking again "now I want you to combine all the available spells in their separate groups together into one respective spell each"
[Understood; initiating merging of Divine, Demon, Mortal subjective spells into three unit clusters… analysing… application of the Jofiel Torah's algorithm language… computing results in 5-4-3-2-1 Finished. Present amount of spells; three. Composition of; one Divine spell. One Demonic spell and one Mortal spell. In exact.]
"Yes!" Billy grinned "I can get behind that, so from what I see by so what are the effects of the spells"
[Yes, for the Divine spell, the female recipient would be granted the physiology of an Angelic being. For the Demonic spell, the female recipient would be granted the physiology of a Lilith and as for the Mortal spell, the female recipient would granted the physiology of a High human.]
'Well the answer is a no brainer. Angelic being and Lilith is out so that just leaves High Human… the name seems cool so I'll take it' with a nod he said to the A.I "I've decided on the High human, initiate spell"
[Command accepted, initiating spell composition… done sending formula and aria]
A hiss escaped the God's mouth as in his mind's eye, an intricate spell circle appeared. Words he could swear on his name that he had never heard or at least thought he had never heard off appeared in his head, like he was being force fed the information.
"So this is the spell huh" clenching his left hand before loosening it he continued "let's start"
An intricate thaumaturgy circle sprang in front of him. Its size appeared to be as tall as he was, with its formation becoming more distinct, displaying the hieroglyphs, runes and symbolical writings of various tongues.
But what disconcerted Billy were the words that flowed out from his lips " Ah tc h, gh tj sn , qj hr fk s, te xja a, ij ng ra dg…" it had a grating underlying tenor that irritated the deity. If this was how spell-casting is then he would rather settle things by punching.
In the course of Billy's incantation, Olga Marie had opened her eyes, looking at the arcane circle which was in front of her that blocked her view of the deity who was on the other side. And then she down at her body which resulted with her screaming.
"Ah! Billy-kun" she cried looking down at her body which began to glimmer, breaking down in motes of light "am I dying?"
Hey don't panic' a voice spoke to her in her head, her head turned sideways, seeing only the clouds at the distance, looking confused before turning back to the Deity who was still chanting. Could it possibly be?
"B-Billy-kun?" she probed.
'Yes it is me. I am talking to you right now using telepathy, as you can see I'm not exactly free right now'
"But Billy-kun my body is beginning to disappear! Is the spell not working" she asked anxiously.
'It is working Marie. Rather it's actually a sign that it's functioning perfectly… or do you not trust me?'
She bit her lips, at the deity's question. She was aware she was nothing more than an insecure ball of angst, and that was why she frets over things such as this. But the issue was that, she was terrified, scared of what might happen. Before now the one person she placed her faith on had almost killed her...
But maybe she could try again with Billy Batson. So far he appears to keep his promises. Maybe he might not be like the rest of them. And so she nodded back.
Even as Billy chanted, he physically nodded back, without speaking. He continued communicating into her mind 'now I need you to just close your eyes. Knowing that the next time they are opened, you are in no form of danger'
'Ok Billy-kun' she immediately closed her eyes.
Billy gave a mental sigh as he continued, by then the entire body of the Tower Lord had vanished leaving behind an orb of white luminosity.
Now I'm through with all the incoherent garbles' he sighed mentally in relief.
The spell wasn't really that incomprehensible; funnily enough you could say his knowledge on the spell was unsurpassed. 'A spell of true resurrection' even he in his obtuseness in magical common sense, he knew the significance of such a spell. After all true revival without any drawbacks, but rather with a racial upturn wasn't something to be taken lightly.
It almost made him to consider investing in spellcasting. Almost that is…
Dropping his hands as he examined the finalized arcane circle before him, he groused out "now that I think about it, what I wanted was to bring Marie back as herself. But my ambiguous command provide me a spell that evolves her into a High Human, it too late to stop now" he sighed, before shrugging "she can consider it my gift to her… now"
He trailed off as he spoke in the dialect of the divine "COME " and the delicate soul obeyed, gently it floated towards the intricate disc unhurriedly, entering its midpoint, which began to glow livelier. The mana in the land and the sky flowed in sapphire vapour entering the thaumaturgy circle animating it at intervals. The display continued for some few seconds and then it suddenly the luminance lowered, and the circle broke down. The spell's purpose completed.
From the Chief God view, a head popped out of the circle followed by an entire body floating into his waiting arms. The spell was a success as he knew it would… well except that the person in question was in her birthday suit.
Billy's arm subconsciously squished the mage's ample derriere which he cupped. With a gulp he thought 'she… is really looks, feels different now' in addition to the same appearance she had gained over two inches increase in height as well as in size.
He knew that he had a deviant look on his face, but he couldn't help it! 'I mean look at those twin peaks. They clearly grew in size that I'm very sure of, so can you blame me for appreciating them' a cool feeling ran through his spine as he pried at the stony look Mash threw at him, he immediately shivered.
'It's not my fault!' he wanted to object. Well can you blame an innocent lad who was given powers by a King whose wives numbered in thousands and a God who couldn't stay faithful to his wife? Well if Mash wants to tear him a new one about this matter, he will just throw the blame to them.
They are already dead anyway.
With a quick beckon he commanded the clouds to fashion a dress for the Chaldean head and they deferred. White clouds pooled together towards the mortal. Congregating and solidifying in a sleeveless corset dress that still showed her thighs and a V neck with accented her breasts shape.
Not Really Helping Here!
With a wince he tore his eyes from the sleeping beauty towards his demi-servant.
"Mash, you can come now" he called out.
The servant wordless flew to him, with a stare that made him flinch "yes Master" she replied. But even a dense deity like him could feel the frigidness in her reply.
He objectively continued "here take her. You girls are returning back to Chaldea"
Her glare diminished as she asked bemused "but how master?"
Rather than answering her question, the Chief God smiled turning to the other side, raising his left hand. A ripple spread out from the space he pointed with a portal instantly appearing, and where it led to was a familiar room…
"Billy-kun is that?" Mash asked with widens eyes with Fou mirroring her actions.
"Yep, the room where we had first met, all I had to do was connecting the time-space we're in to Chaldea and that was too simple"
A smile bloomed on Mash face as she approached the portal and just as she was about to step in, she paused turning back, confused "but what of you Billy-kun. Aren't you coming with us?"
He shook his head "nope I still got some business with the bastard down there" he pointed down to where the last adversary is.
A sound of understanding breathed out of the lilac servant mouth "ok master. I understand, but don't take too long ok?"
"Don't worry I will try not to extend my stay. This place only gives me irritating memories"
Entering the other side her feet settled down on the familiar land of Chaldea with a relief look on her face. She turned to the God who hovered just below the clouds, saying "alright then, Billy-kun until you come back. And don't think I forgotten that I saw you ogling the director just now… I will have a long talk with you when you return Billy-kun"
With a wry smile he saluted back "got that clear mam" and shut the portal.
He looked at the space where they previously occupied before his facial appearance changed into a cold one, stretching his shoulders back, he said "now to deal with a disloyal familiar" and shot down with the force of a cone boom displacing the nearby clouds.
......
The cracking sound was all Flarous needed to know of the deity's return.
"Ah, at last a God hath arrived to carry out his retribution!" he hollered genuflecting, with his top-hat off from its position positioned against his chest. Lifting his head up he observed the number wasn't complete "hmm, it seems like the others are not with you… oh so you have restored the body and soul of Animusphere scion! Congratulations are in order new born God. It is obvious to see that the rings have taken a liking to their new owner" he added the last part with a hint of venom.
Billy who hovered over sixty metres in the air remained placid, staring at the portal that led to Chaldeas, the mini sun that almost destroyed the soul of Marie. With an eye twitch the portal shivered and collapsed with the flex from the deity.
But his actions intrigued the Demon God.
"The sight displeases you doesn't it. But I wonder which is it hmm? Is it because it almost killed the Animusphere or is it…" with a sick grin he continued "the lack of human souls not present, gone from your light bands Billy Batson-kun or what should I call you now, eh?"
Mildly the God looked at Flarous with a contemplating gaze as he began "hacking you to pieces, socking you into a bloody mist, burying you alive, sending you to space, killing you with excruciating curses and hexes... the list is just endless as I wondered how to kill you in a way that will give you an inkling on how I feel right this moment. But I could not just decide on which one. Besides you aren't even the real Flarous are you and I cannot kill you unless I kill all of you, so my effort will be useless and so…" he folded his arms akimbo.
"On my pride as a God, I will grant you only one minute to attack me however you like and I will not do anything only the activation of my auto-defences which are not of my intention. Do with me however you like and then after one minute, after you have experienced the gap between us both, and your futility as a Demon Pillar. Then I will kill you without so much as lifting a finger"
Silently Flarous settled his top-hat back on his crown, the flat of the hat obfuscating his expression "and why do this so?"
"I know he is watching through your eyes right now, and I want him to know see very clearly what I will do to him when I get my hands on him and you Flaurous shall be my messenger"
Flaurous seethed beneath the cover his headwear provided. The impertinence in the God's words was truly vexing, rather than just destroy the body he would destroy his dignity, his pride as one of the seventy two pillars. This cannot stand! It must not stand!
"Very well! I Flaurous! The Demon Pillar of Information! Will do my very best to keep up to your expectations!" he snarled.
The God deign him no answer as he hung in the air, an implicit derisive gesture to Flarous do his worse, and die.
"Hahh!!" with silver rings glinting, space rippled moving towards the God above, this was the trump card he had against Billy Batson the demi-god, spacial principle application magnified by the potency of the Holy Grail from various mythological domains, it was an attack that utilized the untouchable. But before the translucent wall of the Chief God it was nothing more trifling gusts.
"Grr…" with a roar Flarous upped the ante, space visibly squirming splashing harmlessly against the matrix barrier.
'Tsk, useless, then it that case' growling he utilised his most used mortal magic the wind around him stirred up, spiralling around him in mini-cyclone, blood streamed from his eyes as he overloaded his circuits.
Even just a crack! Even an insignificant nick will do! He just needs to wipe that smirk over the deity's face. Vein spurted from his orifices and with a shout he threw the full weight of the cyclone which power had ranked up to a low-B rank Noble spell, splashing blandly, he pushed with all he got, but nay it was for nothing.
The thumb ring of Camael, glinted. It was the Seraphim passive authority that rendered any spell fired by mortal hands void and could only be breached by an A rank spell from a being of inhuman origins, but even then its potency would be reduced by half.
Even if by an infinitesimal luck that Flarous breeches the barrier, it would have still been useless against the deity.
A disparaging huff escaped the Chaldean deity, as he looked upon the futile efforts of the Demon Pillar "fifteen seconds left…" he whispered unmoving in the face of whirling spell.
Desperately spells were thrown 'not like this' Flarous incanted. He doesn't want to face his king with a result such as this. The sleeves of his overcoat dyed in blood from ruptured veins furiously pressing on.
Behind translucent walls a God counted "5-4-3-2-1… times up, now it's my turn" the Demon God obdurately keep on the streams of gale and spacial attacks but the God has had his fill.
Arms akimbo and body motionless, Billy initiated his counterattack. With nothing but a thought Flarous right arm which hosted the silver rings detached from his body.
Gah…. My arm!" a flaring pain spread out through the Demon Pillar's body, as his brain registered what just happened. His body was fraught with pain, the entire body perspiring salty glands with spittle dripping from his lips. Falling to his knees, he frantically called upon the mana of the Holy Grail to mend his wounds, but.
"Ah-ah-ah" the God's tooting was a reminiscent of the Demon God's own words "do you really think I would let you do that?"
Flarous could only grit as he felt the glee in the deity's voice, and just like that, his connection to the Holy Grail appropriated.
"What!" he raised his head, looking behind him appearing nonplussed, until his bafflement became shock. The entire content of the Holy Grail, an immeasurable volume of mana flew as if alive towards the Chief God who had begun to absorb them.
A hiss of euphoria escaped the unmoving God's lips.
'Ah that's nice' he could feel his already enormous power bulging even more, he estimated that if he had this kind of pool back when he was a demi-god. He would have been able to fire his Keranous with at least over six times more potency.
But now if even he tries to use any of his Divine destructive Noble art, with this much mana… he unconsciously shivered, nope he isn't going down that line of thought. But still… he trailed off looking at the writhing Flarous.
The mana rush subsided signifying that he had already absorbed the entire content of the Grail, but it still left him a gyrating feeling. It wasn't uncomfortable, but it was certainly bothersome. But with this much, maybe he could let loose even just a little.
And with that line of thought, He called upon a lightning storm.
The entire atmosphere of Fuyuki darkened as a surge of ashen clouds pooled overhead, the jarring rumbles of thunder shook the foundations of anything that stood straight, and bolts of lightning tormented the entire geographical layout of the city. The Earth ruptured, structures collapsed, trees and shrubs torched by the ionised plasma.
It was a catastrophe in the making.
Up the God ascended away from the Demon God sky-bound until he was just some metres below the firmaments. The very ambient atmosphere now suffused in ion, the God took in the entire city counting the amount of lightning strikes accessible. Nodding approvingly he commented.
"Hmm, this amount will do the job" he commanded the fulguration in a low rumble "NOW COME TO ME!"
And with his commanded the lightning seized their geographical construction ebbing back, gathering just above the great thunderer. The clouds amorously danced futilely unable to contain that much lightning, with positive plasma peeking out at irregular intervals.
"Gather into a lance!" he ordered. The lightning conformed, mixing and around and about, the God paid no attention and just some moments later, something peered out from the clouds.
With a thoom the sky parted and the ionized construct revealed itself. Just the tip alone was over nineteen meter tall and its circumference being forty one inches. It was imposing as it was grandiose.
"GET SMALLER!" the construct shrank, with each passing moment the natural incarnate became smaller and smaller until all that remained was a three meter condensed construct of destruction. Rather than its might diminished the God knew it was only magnified.
Sparing a glance at the lance, he could see the centripetal spiral as jagged forks sizzled through and he nodded in satisfaction.
And now for just one final touch.
"Flarous" he called down, his voice reverberating with the thunder "death by Chaldeas, that was what you had intended for Marie isn't that right"
But the pale Demon God was too engrossed in his pain to throw a sarcastic comeback.
The God only chuckled "well not like you can answer anyway. I but say that it is only fitting that you death holds a certain likeness to your diabolic imagination" and at once a controversy manifested… the lightning enthralled to a form of fire.
The clouds within proximity evaporated into steams at the sudden increase in temperature, the heat was that intense that the elements in the air scorched. The entire city illuminated by the sudden radiance. Its power equated to ten of his previous Phantasms fired ten times over.
The God unperturbed by the extreme conflagration carried on "to the shadow of the king…" the Demon Pillar growled "know this. When the time comes for us to battle I will show you no mercy, and by the time I am done with you. Not even ashes will remain"
The lightning lance enveloped in flames aimed at the injured Pillar.
"Oh I remember you asking of my name Flarous, all me to introduce your arch-nemesis"
Its shape rotating rapidly spewing jagged lightning enveloped in yellow flames.
With a smirk he revealed the name of one who would toll the bells of change "The Over-God Marvel"
And with a cracking distortion it shot off, towards the Demon Pillar.
Flarous cradling his arm locked his eyes not at his approaching demise, but at the one who hung the air that held the appearance of a celestial.
"Marvel… huh, remember this" his eyes turned dark with red pupils, voice becoming Eldritch, a sign that the one who continued was the defiler "this is just the beginning "
And the lance struck.
Boom!!!!!!!
At once the entire form of Flarous gone both ashes and all, the lance pierced the Earth below, but its aftereffects streaked towards the Heavens!
But it wasn't over by a long shot.
Seismic activity resonated through the entire mountain range reaching the city itself, and from the Earth itself vented pillars of flames! One by one pillar appeared until the entire vicinity was bathed in flames. The entire Fuyuki prefecture, terraformed into a landscape of magma and inferno, and nothing remained.
The God, Billy winced as he took in the sight "I really held back on that one but it produce this much destruction?" on hindsight he was glad that he had already sent the others away.
Maybe Mash would have survived but Marie would have been barbequed.
Freeing his arms from its akimbo state, he stretched out of ritual "whelp what's done is done, time to go back. After all" he looked at both his arms which tensed "it appears my sudden ascension and my assimilation of the Holy Grail has pushed me somewhat. I need to get my rest so that I can stabilize this tempestuous energy"
A portal opened back to Chaldea which he flew into. Stepping landing on the tiled ground he was bull-rushed by a grey blur, as a hand enclosed around his neck pulling him to a hug.
"Thank you Billy-kun" her voice sobbed out.
"M-Marie!" he said bemused.
She was still clothed in the astral dress he made for her. Wisps of grey mist flew off from the edges of her dress, as she still kept on profusely thanking him.
"Billy-kun" he turned to his that they weren't alone, turning to look at the Servant who greeted him, Romani who stood still gaping in shock and some of the other Chaldean staffs.
"Mash, I'm back" he said as the two exchanged smiles. Looking down at the director he said "while I am glad for this heartfelt welcome back, I just want to inform you all that. I am about to faint again and to not worry as it isn't even serious"
"Eh" Mash and the bleary eyed director parroted. But Billy was on the roll.
"SHAZAM!!"
God became mortal and the mortal was called back to the embrace of darkness.
"Billy-kun!!" voices repeated in concern.
But even as Mobius sang to him, he still had thought ringing in his heart.
'I did it, i saved them all. No one died on my watch again' and he could feel the void answering back.
Yes you did Billy Batson. Yes you did.