[ In an unrecorded History, The Epic Days of the Primordial Age. ]*
The Nephilim, are the greatest hybrids of all beings.
Born from the Divine and the Deviant, Graced with the light and darkness, powers unlike those before them.
With that, these Nephilims began to realize their worth and decide to make a stand for themselves against their elders, claiming many existing primordial realms, such as the 'Ancient Realm of Eden'
As their great power comes with a great threat, the beings who created them begin to fear and despise their creation, doing so much to even decide to cooperate despite their strife and rivalry, for their cooperation is based on their hatred for these unwanted creations.
Thus, the 'Nephilim Cleansing', a deed done by both Divine and Deviant, was an unwanted cooperation that both sides swore to never remember again.
[ In an unknown realm. ]
" This is the last of them... " said Prince Nezha at the time, finishing the last rebelling Nephilim with the other Divines.
With the power of his [ Divine Wheels of Flame ], he used it to burn the Nephilim, burning them in the cycling abyss filled with Divine Flames.
" Filthy creatures..., made by those who expect peace from the Divine and Deviant. " Nezha says it.
" Light and Dark will never coexist, for only one that will win this war. " Nezha states while suddenly hearing the screams of a slain Nephilim, one that was slain nearby by a certain Seraphim of the Divine Angels.
" Grahh..., Auriel 'Seraphim'... " said the Nephilim, already weakened as Auriel 'Seraphim', one of the great Archangels at the moment, demolished many of the unwanted races during her days in her prime.
"Any last words, thou creature..." Auriel 'Seraphim' asks as the Nephilim grunts in her weakened state.
" Kehehehehe... " the Nephilim chuckles while coughing blood.
" What's so funny? " Auriel 'Seraphim' asks.
" You are a fool, *cough*, thinking you and all the higher beings of creations worthy of the realms... "
" The realms weren't yours to rule, for we, the Nephilim had been keeping the realms as our home as the ones above denied us 'Eden'. "
" It should've been us *scoffs*, we're the ones supposed to have the realms, you Diviners and Deviants already have one of your own. " the Nephilim says but Auriel, being a Seraphim she is, is unfazed.
" None shall alter this decision. "
" For thy kind is a mistake that the divine should'st compose clear off at any cost. " Auriel calmly replied, preparing her sword made from her Divine Light to strike the Nephilim for the last time.
" So much for redemption... " said the Nephilim with a weakened voice, death slowly catches her life.
" O Prince of Heavens, to think you are the only one in Heaven that would listen to us... "
" But despite my regrets, I shall instead enact something of defiance before my death... "
" O 'Seraphim'... " the Nephilim calls her.
" Enjoy your victory to your last..., for I, the last of the Nephilims swear that you will not see the last of us!!!!
" You will need uus- " Auriel slashes her head, decapitating it before she can complete it.
" So much for curses, filthy Nephilim. " Nezha approaches her while Auriel is still silent after everything she did.
" The 'Prince of Heavens'...? " Auriel says as Nezha comes near her.
" The 'Prince of Heavens' is always blinded by his ideals and sympathy, Elder Auriel. " Nezha tells her.
" As the Son of the Creator, his interference is annoying enough in the Divine Rule, to even once pardon the Nephilim. "
" If he continues with the Creator's permission, then the Divine Rule will cease its meaning... " Nezha states his thoughts to her.
" What are thou saying? " Auriel asks as the Diviners around her begin to circle her.
" Elder Auriel 'Seraphim'... " Nezha calls her name along with her title.
" There's something that we need to talk about... "
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The scene changes into the present day, as Auriel 'Seraphim' contemplates her memory.
"( Oh, how low I have become... )" Auriel states to herself, feeling ironic about her current status.
In her contemplation, she remembers the last Nephilim she was slain, remembering her last words as she raised her head, witnessing something that her son was doing to her accomplice.
* Nezha was beaten up in the air, and her Divine Armories were ripped off. *
Warwick punches and smacks Nezha around the place, harming him with a full rampage in front of Auriel's eyes.
" Guess I'll need a 'Nephilim' of all things, didn't I? " Auriel sees this in her reflective mood, realizing herself to be the one who will revive the hated race of all Divine Beings with her son.
" Just like you said, Nezha... "
" How ironic..., I, the 'Slayer of Nephilims' becomes the mother of one. "
" Is this my punishment, a curse, or a gift? " Auriel began to remember Ragna Hundred, the Ragna made herself with.
" But at the very least..., this is better than usurping the Creator like you and the others did, Young Nezha. " Seraphim stands while seeing her son do his job, seeing him throwing Nezha hard on the ground in front of her mother.
* Warwick descends from the skies, silently looking at Auriel behind his face mask. *
" How well is your sleep, child? " Auriel asks Warwick, like a mother asking her long-asleep son.
" You must be angry..., being awakened in the most unwanted times. "
" But still, the word 'unwanted' is expected from you to experience actually. " Auriel stops, seeing Warwick.
" What? You belong to a kind that always is referred to with that one word... "
" Always expect that one to come, child..., I told you many times that you will have that coming. " Auriel explains it to Warwick as the boy silently looks outside.
" These are unwanted times, troubling even... " Auriel approaches him.
" Your father hasn't been found, your Niece is also captured... "
" You're the one we had left in our arsenal, unlike your mother here... "
" You're the only one we could save us... " Auriel chose her words carefully, despite her motherhood over Warwick, she still fears her son's nature and power, Warwick's very potential in striking back at her.
" Can you do it..., my child..., my son? " Auriel asks Warwick about it, and Warwick immediately floats and leaves her behind.
" Gah! " Nezha scoffs which makes Auriel approach him.
" Now that he's gone... "
" You, however..., Young Nezha... "
" Have many things to answer for... " Auriel says it with a serious tone.
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Extra:
* [ In an unrecorded History, The Epic Days of the Primordial Age. ]
Chronologically speaking this is like days before the timeline of Chapter 9: Second Chance (1).
Since Seraphim's name is fully revealed, I will try to call her 'Auriel' while also mentioning Seraphim in some instances.