Legion Of Gods

“You cocky devil.”- In Front of the reanimated stood a man with dirty yellow hair, On his forehead, hands, and chest tattooed a cross, and along his arms, eyes and stomach tattoos of various creatures such as dragons-lions. His eyes were purely white, a divine being that couldn’t be compared to the previous angels and entities that resided here. This man transcended the very concept of this realm they were in, not to mention that heaven itself already stood conceptually superior to the normal angels and entities inside of it. “You’ll make a good soldier edge lord.”- “Die Devil.”- In an instant, this man’s palm was in contact with Akuma’s chest. White light was flashing from the tattoo of the cross. It exploded, literally erasing Akuma from the narrative he took place in for a couple of seconds, but Evil Blood had advanced so much at this point that it was meaningless, in a matter of seconds Akuma was able to regenerate back to normal, but the attacks didn’t end there. The holy man named Uriel relentlessly struck at Akuma, attacks that no possible being could survive. Then Akuma decided to use his gift, the chains of despair. They came into contact with Uriel, but after a few seconds passed it seemed like nothing happened. This was due to Uriel’s primary ability- God’s Grace; Completely immune and unaffected by literally anything-everything on any and all levels, absolutely nothing can affect the user. “You cheeky bastard. I’ll find a way to beat you.”- Uriel used another ability- God’s Stage- This casts an ultimate illusion, nothing can break this illusion. Akuma thought this was reality, he was back to his childhood, where he was constantly abused physically and verbally by his friends and parents. At that moment he saw again the memory where his friends carved their initials into his stomach and threw a bucket of insects on top of him. He saw his old self, futile and weak, crying and struggling, but no one came to help. His blood was boiling, he went after the boys, completely unaware that this was an illusion caused by the mighty Uriel. He tore apart each little boy. From ages 10-15, limb by limb. Gouging out their eyes and feeding them to the boys, and strangling some of them with their own intestines after he had disemboweled them. He finally remembered, this was the cause of his wish of freedom, his abuse and torture. In his eyes burnt a flame like no other, the flame of revenge and hatred. He used his lance to incinerate everyone before him, and even Uriel himself was shocked after witnessing this sight. With a snap they were back to reality. Akuma was raging, he was out of hand. Using his emperor ability he could now manipulate gravity on such a level that it couldn’t be withstood, even if you were not bound by the idea of gravity, this would still be applied to you. That’s the scale of his power. Uriel however had God’s Grace, he laughed, mocking and annoying Akuma, and then continued to beat him again and again until Akuma started crying tears of blood. He would keep getting erased from the story, and coming back again. A curse like no other. He finally got the will to fight back, even though it was useless, he matched Uriel’s attacks with his own and the two fought fiercely, a battle to be remembered in history. Kicks were being exchanged billions and trillions of times, punches that shook the realm were being let out… Akuma fought, and would keep on fighting…