The sound of heavenly trumpets echoed across the skies, their divine resonance fractured by a world on the edge of collapse. Before Leon, an endless stairway spiraled toward the throne of God, stretching far beyond the limits of his mortal vision.

Blood stained the once-pristine feathers of fallen angels, littering the ground like broken wings of innocence. Above, the ceiling of Heaven bore a massive crack, jagged like a festering wound in the very fabric of creation.

Leon Ishtar ascended, each step heavy with purpose. His gaze never wavered, fixed on the throne that loomed ahead.

-- What do you think you're doing, you miserable fool?! -- God's voice thundered, shaking the heavens. -- I AM the one who gave you power! I AM the one who created you! Im your father!! Bow before me! Pray to my name! --

The figure on the throne writhed in fury, his divine aura trembling with unholy rage.

Father? My father was Gustav Ishtar, a mere mortal... - Leon's voice was steady, calm.

And you... you are the cause of my endless suffering... -

God's eyes narrowed, his anger intensifying.

-- That suffering made you who you are! You owe me your very existence! You worthless, ungrateful wretch, I should erase you from creation! --

With a sweep of his hand, God raised his arm, intent on obliterating Leon with divine power.

But Leon remained unfazed. He stepped forward, his voice resolute.

This ends here. No more endless cycles. No more souls toying for your entertainment. I will free them... all of them. -

With that, a sword materialized in Leon's hand, summoned from the void between worlds. Without hesitation, he thrust it into God's chest.

A black flame erupted, engulfing the divine form. The once-omnipotent God screamed in agony, his celestial body writhing as it was consumed by the very power he once controlled.

This is the end... - Leon whispered as the heavens trembled. - I will destroy everything... and build anew. -

The ceiling of Heaven turned blood red, crumbling as the world above began to collapse into chaos.

-- LEON ISHTAR!!! YOU WILL SUFFER FOR ALL ETERNITY!! -- God's voice shrieked as his form disintegrated into ash.

But Leon did not falter. Slowly, he walked toward the now-empty throne of God, the weight of his decision hanging heavy in the air. He sat upon it, not with triumph, but with cold resolve.

With a single motion, Leon plunged the blade into his own chest.

The final echo of divine judgment faded into silence as Heaven fell....

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