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Well 2 in 1 chapter so no chap tommorow
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"It's my time to go," Samael said as a glowing portal opened behind him.
He took a step forward, but paused.
"Presence," he said without turning fully.
Presence flinched slightly. "Uh… yes, Lord?" he answered.
Samael looked at him with sharp side-eyes. His tone stayed calm, but carried a warning.
"I've noticed someone in your multiverse," Samael said. "A man called Joker… and another… the Darkest Knight. A fusion of madness and destruction. Even worse, he's mixed with Superboy Prime."
Samael's voice lowered. "You do know what that kind of monster can do to your multiverse… to your entire representation of creation?"
Presence nodded slowly. "Yes, I do."
"Then why didn't you interfere?" Samael asked coldly. "Why now, when they're causing chaos in reality itself, are you still silent?"
"I… I gave them free will," Presence said. "They choose their own path. I do not interfere."
There was silence.
Then suddenly—BOOM.
A heavy force dropped over everyone like a storm.
Michael, Gabriel, Sandalphon, Uriel, Maze, Joel, Lucifer… even the Presence himself—all dropped to their knees.
It wasn't just pressure. It was fear.
Like being killed in sextillions of ways at the same time. Their minds broke for a moment.
They gasped. They sweated. They couldn't move.
Samael stood still, eyes glowing faintly, voice calm.
"I think that demonstration is enough for you to understand, right?" he asked.
Presence was shaking, still on the ground, his body unable to lift itself. "Y-Yes… Lord Samael."
"Good," Samael replied simply.
He turned and walked toward the portal again.
Then paused once more.
"One last thing," Samael said, not looking back. "Free will is good… yes. Letting people choose their own path is noble."
"But when that free will threatens sextillions of lives across countless universes, you step in. You interfere."
Without waiting for a reply, Samael vanished into the portal, returning to Heaven.
Silence followed.
Then—BAM—time resumed.
Everyone gasped for air. They looked down and saw cracks in the ground beneath them—created from the pressure Samael's power left behind.
Lucifer fell to the floor, panting hard. "Bloody… hell…"
His eyes were wide in shock. His voice trembled.
"That son of a… That guy…"
He looked up, still shaking.
"That was the first time… even compared to Dad… I've never felt that kind of power. That fear…"
"It was like being hunted… like a rabbit… in front of a goddamn lion."
Then suddenly, chains burst out from the ground—glowing with dark runes—and wrapped tightly around Michael, dragging him down.
A voice echoed in the air, calm and sharp, like the wind just got angry.
"Oh… how could I forget you?"
The voice laughed softly.
"After all… because of your little fight with your brother, my brother got dragged into this mess… and ended up in Hell. So now… maybe it's your turn to suffer."
The chains pulled harder.
A giant gate opened behind Michael—one that led straight to true Hell. Not the one from Dc . The real one. The core. of DxD .
The heat that poured out was insane. It wasn't just hot—it felt like the whole air was melting.
Just as Michael was about to be dragged inside, Presence stepped in.
Time froze. Like literally—everything stopped.
His voice was quiet. "Lord Samael please do not Harm him i will punish Him ."
After a second Michael was Released from chains as they Vanished
Scene Shift – DxD World, Cardinal World
Far away, in another layer of existence… the cursed energy of Ivaraje, which had leaked into the DxD World, started to mix with the threads of Fate Energy.
Humans had already begun worshipping the stars, the sun, the moon, stones… even the wise elders. They called them gods.
As belief grew, their faith began shaping reality.
High above, a figure stood watching—eyes glowing, amused.
It was Dajjail—one of the greatest deceivers.
"Heh… nice," he said with a grin. "Looks like I don't even have to move a finger."
He reached out with his mind and opened a mental link.
"Master," Dajjal said.
A voice came through, deep and heavy with sadness.
"…Ah… Dajjal… what is it?"
It was Rizevim. His tone was softer than usual—heartbroken. His father, Helel, had just died. He watched it all happen… and he couldn't do anything to stop it.
That moment had changed him.
He had become stronger—strong enough to destroy Multiple galaxies with his sister Charlie if he wanted. But even with all that power, when he tried to save his father, he couldn't.
Then he came—his grandfather.
When Rizevim felt his grandfather enter Hell… he felt like nothing. Like a bug crawling under a god's foot. His power? Worthless.
He couldn't even breathe properly in his presence. Only his mother, Lilith, and father spoke calmly to him.
Then came the twist—his grandfather had reincarnated Helel. Gave him a new life. Why?
Because of the guilt Helel carried in his heart.
Rizevim clenched his fists tightly.
Back in the present...
"My lord," Dajjal continued, "That energy from Hell has mixed with Fate Energy. And now… people who worship the so-called Sun God, Moon God, Uranus, Izanagi, Izanami… they're starting to become real. Their belief has merged with fate."
Rizevim paused.
"…Interesting."he thought but this thought Drifted
His eyes narrowed. "So… my grandfather, the one who calls himself the Almighty God… why couldn't he just forgive my father? If he's all-loving… why take him away from me?"
His jaw tightened.
He clenched his fist again.
The pain. The confusion. The need for answers.
Snapping out of it, Rizevim gave his command through the mental link.
"Keep watching. Report everything, Dajjal."
"Yes, my lord," Dajjal replied—but the link had already been cut.
He looked up at the sky. The clouds twisted.
Then it began.
The sky itself split open. A beam of light turned into a forming planet—slowly giving birth to something new.
Primordial gods.
Dajjal looked toward the snowy regions—where a massive Titan rose from the ground.
It called itself Ymir.
Then he turned toward the deserts—where beasts with dog heads, eagle wings, and humanoid bodies began to awaken from the sand.
Ancient gods… being born from human belief and merged Fate Energy.
Dajjal smirked. His mechanical eye glowed purple.
"…Good. Just as Lord Rizevim wanted."
While all of this was happening… far away in the eastern side of the world,
deep inside a hidden dimension—one that no human could find—on a massive, ancient continent, three powerful beings who were resently born.
The first had slightly purple skin and four strong arms and one eyes between forehead as third Eyes which are closed.
The second had a similar purple glow, but with only two arms. He wore a golden necklace and a crown shining like sunlight.
And the third being… had four heads. Each one facing in a different direction, always watching.
"…Looks like this energy… the one that got released," said the four-headed being, "because of that… we were born."
His name was Brahma.
The second being—who radiated calm power—nodded slightly.
"I don't know about you,becoz you were born from me " said Shiva, his eyes half-closed but serious, "but I know I was born from it. I can feel it. A deep connection."
"But it's not complete," he added. "It's like there's someone above us. Someone even greater."
"You're right," Brahma replied.
"I feel the same thing," said the crowned being, Vishnu. "It's like we're… not complete beings. We're just powerful energy… but with purpose."
Brahma spoke again, "Yeah. Like I'm the energy of creation."
"And I'm preservation," said Vishnu calmly.
"Destruction," said Shiva, with a small smirk.
They looked at each other in silence for a moment. Not with fear, but understanding.
"It's like… we're just energy," Brahma continued. "Three cosmic powers working together as one system."
"And that means…" Shiva spoke again, "If we're created… then someone had to create us."
Brahma nodded, "Yeah. I've been thinking about that too. When we appeared… this planet was already here. The land, the sky… the stars. Someone set it all in motion before us."
"So who… who created us?" he asked.
Vishnu looked up toward the stars. His eyes glowing softly.
"…How about we call him Brahman?" he said.
"Brahman?"
"Yeah," Vishnu replied. "Brahman means everything. The whole existence. The one who is beyond creation, destruction, and preservation. The one who made us."
Shiva closed his eyes for a second and nodded.
"…That name feels right," he said.
"Then it's decided," Brahma said. "The one above all of us… the one who made this whole universe… we'll call him Brahman."
🔥 In this story, Brahman means the ultimate creator— Roger, or the God who stands above all .