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Fifty million years had passed as Roger and Raphael, the Wisdom God and Ultimate Skil,started conversing about how to create the world. Raphael resided within her master, and they discussed various ideas. Finally, Raphael suggested, "Master, what if we create the entire Omniverse inside you? With my nigh-omnipotence and omnipresence—powers I received from you—it would be like in the memories you have of that Chinese manhua where the main character holds a world within himself. We could create existence itself within your inner dimension. That way, if the Omniverse ever develops a will of its own, it cannot challenge you, as it depends on you. We wouldn't face a situation like in Tensura, where the Voice Of the world killed Valdanava,Its own creater for loving individual more than other creation."
Roger was impressed and praised Raphael. "How about we create this in which we are currently in realm as our own, a place where only I exist alongside you? This place will be one where my true form can reside. I will enter it in a lower-power form in my Inner World," he suggested.
Raphael agreed, seeing the wisdom in Roger's idea. Roger closed his eyes, and an immense golden castle—larger than a universe—materialized. Inside, Roger entered a throne room, with a throne that spanned half the size of a universe. As he sat upon it, the palace gleamed, as though greeting its creator with joy.
Roger turned to Raphael, the Wisdom God, and said, "Before we begin creation, I shall grant you a name. From now on, you will be known as Elizabeth, my eternal partner. Thank you for being here with me."
Elizabeth felt a joy she had never known. She cherished her master deeply, and having read about his thoughts on romance and harems, she began to realize how much he meant to her. However, she could not bear the thought of sharing him with others; she wanted him entirely to herself. Now, confident that her master loved her, she whispered with a hint of possessiveness, "I am not going to be your partner only, Master. I am going to be your only wife."
Roger blushed, finding himself drawn to this side of Elizabeth. He liked her devotion, and girl with Yandree personality and he agreed.
The two spent a year together, living like a couple in their shared realm. Then, as the time felt right, Roger spoke to Elizabeth, who was now settled in his Lap, "How about we begin creation?".
As In Roger's arms, Elizabeth slowly opened her eyes, a joyful smile spreading across her face.
She nodded, saying softly, "Yes, we should create now, darling." Leaning in, she gave him a gentle peck on the lips, making him blush as he pulled her close in a warm embrace. He closed his eyes, feeling the connection between them deepen as she merged with him, her essence becoming one with his own.
Within this shared Inner dimension He created , they found themselves surrounded by light White Plain (Like Future Zeno Erase everything), which soon began to shift into an endless space as If Waiting For Some Command
. Roger whispered, "Shall we begin?" Elizabeth nodded, and together they envisioned the creation.
In the distance, a vast sphere began to form, a world waiting to take shape with the thought of its creator . The realm around them, once white, now faded into an expansive black, like the Space itself. Roger spoke again, his voice filled with intention. "In the West, there will be nothingness," he declared. "On this side, everything. First, the cardinal world. Then, At the Last will be Our version of DxD world and between them There will be ninety-nine layers, infinite possibilities,Unverses,omniverses,multiverses within each one."
With each word of his and through his will took shape, and the vast universe began to coalesce. But before filling it with creation, Roger prepared a place for himself and Elizabeth—a home where they could watch over their future children. Elizabeth's eyes sparkled with warmth, sharing his vision, as they both imagined the beings they would bring into existence—creatures imbued with parts of their own essence.
In a surge of light, two beings emerged. The first was made of pure light, a handsome man with white hair. The other, formed of fire, had dark hair and fair skin. Roger looked upon them with pride. "My children," he said, "you shall have names fitting of your essence. You," he said, addressing the one with white hair, "will be called Helal." Turning to the child formed of First fire Ever Born, he smiled. "And you shall be Samael."
My children Open Your Eyes.
Elizabeth watched them fondly, her heart swelling with joy at the sight of their children now as she make herself visible and standing before them. She embraced Roger as they both looked on..