Rebecca watched in awe as a battle of unprecedented levels unfolded in the heavens high up above. A golden light shone down on the land below, painting everything in its radiance. Up high, a cacophony of sounds and lights clashed against each other. She watched the mighty God that she had been following, ever since she turned her back on the other Gods, fighting so valiantly against the opposition that sought to bring him down.
The silver haired man went by the name Michael. At least, that was what she had been told by Darwin after her first meeting with him. Darwin had said that ever since he had joined in the resistance against the Gods, Michael had gone by that name. Some said that it was because he did not want to forget the roots he had come from.
Michael had once been a lowly mortal like them. He had transcended his mortality and risen to become a God, but unlike those before him, he did not discard the people he had come from.
