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I felt a sharp stabbing pain in my lower abdomen. Why? I had never felt such a terrible pain in my whole existence. I'm such a sad excuse for a deity. I merely drank a cup of tea which was given to me by one of the maids. Did they do this to me? There's no way that could come up with something that could cause me such pain.

I then began to look over at everything I had created AKA, the universe and everything that surrounded it. I'm especially fond of humans in particular as I love watching their daily antics every now and then in my freetime although I never interfere in the events of the world as that's the job of the divine office to decide their fate.

If had to be stripped of my godhood, I wouldn't mind if I was reborn as a human.

But anyways, as I was overlooking everything while standing at the edge of heaven, I felt a warm sensation and then pain before my knees started to buckle. And before I knew it, I was quickly descending down the sky.

This is abyss, the darkness that seperates the mortal realm from that of the divine and right now I could feel myself slipping away slowly while being consumed by vast, empty void. It was a such a strange feeling, like nothing I felt before, was I upon deaths door? Could an immortal god such as me really be taken by death so easlily?

The golden motes of dust that poured out my chest were something that made me a god, the only thing that seperated me from the mortals, the thing that gave me the name Susanoo, my spells. The thing that gave all gods power.

"I Cannot Give up...I must have more than enough spells within me to summmon them..."

I shut my eyes as I tried to focus to feel their presence as I fell.

My chest glowed a hue of bright gold as spoke their names.

"Gabriel, Rapahel, Michale, Uriel, Jophiel, Camael, Zadkiel...come to me!" I shouted with all the strength left in my throat.

But...I didn't sense any of my beloved archangels.

Despite having basically infinite spells within me, it usually costs me a ton of spells to even summon one of the archangles.

I had lost far more spells than I thought. What was in the tea that could've took my life. Unless, the archangels who I loved as much as my own child betrayed me and put all their might into killing me. But for what reason would they wish to dethrone me?

No...I can't afford to jump to conclusions right now.

If I was reborn, I would wish to be born as a god again so I could find out who betrayed me.

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I could see a bright orb which came colser and closer to my face.

It was the gateway to the mortal realm.

Before I knew it, I was consumed by a blinding light.

"!!!"

A strong gust of wind agressively ruslted my long flowing silver hair.

Clouds?

I stared at the white fluffy coluds which I quickly passed through. No doubt about this was Earth, it was also going be my final resting place. Quite ironic that a god would die in the mortal realm so, allow me to pose a question...in this point in time, am I still a god?

I spread my arms out wide and slowly closed my eyes.

I accept death.

I felt my fragile body slam into the ocean's depths at incredibly high speeds which caused me indescribable pain. My golden eyes stung as the water made contact with every part of my body. I wanted to scream as loud as I could but yet no noise left my mout as it was overcome with the salty taste of the ocean.

My limbs were numb and my body went completely cold.

Then, everything went black.

I had died.

To be continued...

[NOTE THE NEXT DOZEN CHAPTERS WILL BE FAIRLY SLOW AS THEY TAKE UP THE FIRST CHILDHOOD ARC OF THE STORY. NEW CHAPTER EVERY MONDAY.]