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The Truth of Existence
Samuel stood amidst the ruins of the golden forest, his body no longer burdened by the constraints of what he once was. The power coursing through his veins was unlike anything he had ever felt—limitless, boundless, eternal. His wings were gone, replaced by something greater. He was no longer simply an angel.
The hooded figure—Reality—watched him with something akin to pride, yet a deep contemplation rested in his silver eyes.
"You feel it now, don't you?" Reality spoke.
Samuel turned to him, his mind sharper than it had ever been. He understood things that were once beyond his comprehension. The flow of existence, the connections between realms, the very fabric of reality itself.
"What am I?" Samuel asked, his voice steady.
Reality stepped closer, placing a hand on Samuel's shoulder. "You are what I am, brother. We are beyond angels, beyond demons, beyond the gods themselves. We are the foundation upon which existence was built."
Samuel frowned. "Then… who is our father?"
Reality's gaze darkened, a flicker of something unreadable passing through his features. "Our father is not a being as others understand. He is Origin. The beginning, the end, and everything in between. The universe itself."
Samuel's breath caught. It made sense in a way he couldn't deny. That overwhelming voice, the presence that had always loomed over him, guiding him in the shadows. His very existence was tied to something far greater than Heaven or Hell.
A sudden shift in the cosmos made Samuel pause. A presence—distant yet unmistakable—called out to him. Not with words, but through energy.
A familiar energy.
His eyes narrowed as he reached out, his awareness stretching beyond the golden forest, beyond the celestial plane, beyond the mortal realm—
And into Hell.
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A Reckoning in Hell
In the depths of the infernal realm, Lucifer sat upon his throne, staring into the abyss. The other pillars of Hell stood in silence, their instincts warning them of something… unnatural approaching.
Bael shifted uneasily. "My lord, the barriers of Hell are—"
A deafening crack split through the air.
The very fabric of Hell itself shattered.
Every spatial defense, every divine and infernal barrier placed by the gods and demons alike—torn apart as if they were paper.
The sky above the blackened towers of Hell split open, revealing an endless void. And from that void, Samuel descended.
He did not arrive in fire and fury. He did not come with an army.
He simply was.
Demons screamed and fell to their knees, their bodies instinctively bowing in submission to the overwhelming presence before them. Even the strongest of them—Beelzebub, Ascar, Bael—could not raise their heads.
Lucifer alone remained seated, crimson eyes locked onto the being before him. A knowing smirk played on his lips, but for the first time in eons, there was a flicker of uncertainty beneath it.
Samuel, however, ignored them all.
His gaze locked onto one thing, and one thing alone.
At the far end of the grand hall, a demoness stood trembling, clutching a newborn girl in her arms.
The child.
His daughter.
Without hesitation, Samuel raised his hand.
The space between them vanished.
The demoness gasped as the baby was no longer in her grasp. In less than a blink, the infant was now in Samuel's arms, cradled with a gentleness that contrasted the overwhelming power radiating from him.
The baby girl blinked up at him, her glowing silver eyes reflecting his own. She giggled, reaching out and grasping his finger with her tiny hands.
A warmth unlike anything Samuel had ever felt spread through him.
Reality appeared beside him, his usually unreadable expression frozen in disbelief. "...Impossible."
Samuel barely registered his words, his focus entirely on the child in his arms.
"Why is she… like this?" he finally asked.
Reality exhaled, shaking his head. "She carries your energy, Samuel. Your true energy. When she was conceived, she did not merely inherit your essence—she evolved alongside you. She is Infinity… though in a form none of us could have anticipated."
Samuel looked at the child again. He could feel it. She was not an angel. Not a demon. Not even a god.
She was something new.
A being of pure space, an entity that could bend the very fabric of existence to her will.
Reality let out a breathless chuckle. "You are lucky, brother. Beyond comprehension."
Samuel said nothing, cradling the child closer.
Then, his gaze shifted to the demoness—the mother. He remembered her. She had laid with him, not out of love, but to try and take his power for her own. To bind him to Hell.
Now, she trembled before him, paralyzed by his presence.
Samuel slowly reached out, placing a single finger against her forehead.
A blinding light erupted.
The demoness let out a strangled gasp as her body convulsed, darkness peeling away from her like layers of rotting flesh.
The taint of Hell was stripped from her in an instant.
Her horns disintegrated. Her demonic aura vanished. Her once-dark eyes now glowed with the same silver radiance as Samuel's.
She collapsed to her knees, gasping, her hands trembling as she stared at them in disbelief.
"What… what did you do to me?" she whispered.
"You are no longer a demon," Samuel said simply. "You are one of us now."
The realization sank in, and for the first time, true fear flickered across her face.
Lucifer watched it all unfold, his expression unreadable.
And then, in the span of a heartbeat, Samuel vanished—taking his daughter and the newly reborn woman with him.
Reality followed without a word.
The halls of Hell fell into silence.
Bael finally found his voice. "What… just happened?"
Lucifer leaned back in his throne, letting out a slow exhale.
"He took what was his," the Devil muttered.
For the first time in history, the King of Hell felt powerless.
And he knew—this was only the beginning.
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The Beginning of a New Age
Samuel stood at the edge of existence, the fabric of reality bending around him as he gazed down at the child in his arms. She yawned, nuzzling into his chest, completely unaware of the cosmic shift she had caused.
The woman, no longer a demon, stood beside him, silent and shaken.
Reality finally spoke. "What will you do now?"
Samuel didn't hesitate.
"I will raise my daughter."
Reality chuckled. "And after that?"
Samuel looked up, his silver eyes filled with something neither Heaven nor Hell had ever seen before.
"After that…" He smirked.
"They will all learn who I am."
And with that, the storm of Infinity truly began.