What? Seith had teleported him away, but why? Lennonous was ready to defend his father to the death! It wasn't like teleporting would help him anyway, after all, it wouldn't be long before he was followed. Lennonous was on Evalon, the same place he had died to become a demi-god. He prepared himself for what might be his last fight. Isond stepped out of a portal.
"So, you came. I hope you are proud of yourself. So much death...well I'm not afraid. Come at me if you must!"
Isond emerged. The trail was fresh here. He was close. He sped forward, finally emerging at the end. He recognized Evalon. It was a meaningless gesture to teleport Lennonous away. Now, he could finish the job.
Lennonous still bore the scars of their last battle. The angel would be an easy kill. He hefted his ax. "Big words from one so wounded. This won't take long. You weren't a match for me when we first fought, you're even less of one now." He readied his weaon. "Now stay still and die."
The storm clouds moved in unnaturally fast. With a clap of thunder, or perhaps the roar of an angry dragon, Grix was there, fast as the wind. A few flaps of his wings and he had placed himself between Lennonous and Isond. With a snort he reached out to the both of them telepathically and spoke. 'No. No more death today.'
Lennonous saw Aen's dragon. He had helped in taking down Seith, and now he calls for peace? It had to be a trick to lower his guard down. That was the only explanation. "I know what you did, you helped harm my father. Why now would you seek to help me? Speak, damn you!"
Isond glared at the dragon. This was not going to plan. "I don't take orders from you." He called, holding his ground. This complicated matters immensely. He looked past the dragon to Lennonous, still defiant to the last, and stupidly calling out the only thing that might save his miserable life. Even wounded as he was, Isond didn't fancy trying to push the dragon and risk a two on one-or one and a half on one rather-fight with Lennonous.
'You are angry that I came to help my creator, yet you did the same for your own.' Grix laughed at the angel. 'I come in peace for the same reason I came in violence before. It is what Aen asked of me.'
The dragon turned it's head back to the Lainir, though it mattered little who he faced when he spoke. 'It was not an order, but I think you'll find enough reason to obey all the same.'
Lennonous looked at the sky, the dragon was most certainly arrogant, but it had yet to attack. Lennonous figured at this point, if the dragon was lying, resistance would be pointless. Might as well trust him for now. "So the god of war wishes to stop the violence now when my sister lays dead at the hands of his alliance, my father...being sealed...and myself wounded?"
The angel spat on the ground, blood soaking the grass. He turned to Isond, hands glowing with light magic. "You heard him assassin, leave now."
Isond kept his stance, ax forward. "I'm not going anywhere." He said. Though his position had just gotten more dangerous. He was supposed to clean up the remains of Seith's ruined rule. Instead, he was facing down some less than favorable odds. "Grix. Leave." He ordered, hoping that the dragon would listen to reason. "This is between the corpse-to-be and myself."
From the way the dragon was looking, it didn't seem like he would listen to that. He needed a new approach. He cursed, wishing Vantric were here, then cursed again for wishing that. The smug bastard would be just what he needed to compound matters. Then an idea hit. "Aen is a god of combat." He said, "I was engaged in a duel with Lennonous. He fled. I'm just finishing up our battle. Please don't interfere. I believe that your own master wouldn't like it."
Grix laughed, not a mocking laugh like before but deep and throaty, the way only a dragon could. 'That was not a duel, nor was it your fight. This entire thing has been one disaster after another, and what Aen wants above all else is for no one else to come to harm from this battle.'
"Ah, you see." Isond said, "I disagree with that. I fought Lennonous. His wounds came from me. My ax has drawn his blood. It's a matter of professional integrity that I finish the job."
He gritted his teeth. He didn't know what he'd do if the dragon refused to leave, but he would see the end of Lennonous, one way or another. "This disaster will end when I have his head. If you'd like to conclude this affair with as little bloodshed as possible, then stand aside, or aid me. It only ends with his death." He pointed to Lennonous.
'Then I suppose it will never end,' said the dragon, his voice beginning to lose its calm undertones and taking on an angry edge.
Seith was watching this standoff unfold from his observatory. Aen had left him, Pentar had doomed the universe to a fate controlled by the monsters surrounding him. Seith's own light was fading at this point. He could see the future of those around him. One of darkness. Coelus burned, the Dwarves slaughtered, the Humans enslaved, the Girigori corrupted. It all seemed so bleak, the god of light raged at his vision and fought it. He was a planner, this wasn't how it had to end! He could fight the future, but how?
"Lennonous..." the god whispered, glass coming ever closer. His son could be the answer. Seith wasn't sure if such an action was even possible, but he had to try. The universe couldn't end like this. He wouldn't let it. His sacrifice would not be in vein. His son could do it, his son could help unite the gods against evil and against tyranny. The time of peace had ended, Lennonous would not fail as Seith had.
Seith's prison was now building itself, shards slowly covering the area around him. Seith took a last look around, a look at all he and his fellow gods had created. What he tried to protect. A singular tear fell and pooled around the glass at his feet. It was time.
The god began transferring all of his light into one finger, his essence, what made him a god. There was only one piece left to fill his prison, but Seith had all the time he needed and let his essence eep out and sneak away past the trio's view, into space and straight to change the bleak future predicted. The last action seemed to drain Seith past what even he could stand. He laid down in his coffin, sparks of light jolting off his body one after another, slowly becoming less and less.
The last piece melded and the prison began to leave, carrying but an empty husk of the god of light. Hope however, had escaped and not all was lost.
The ball of light traveled the universe, zipping around to its destination of Evalon. The posturing still continued, it hoped to put an end to that. It raced toward its target, Lennonous. Before anyone knew what happened, the ball fused into the body of the angel.
The energy hit Lennonous like a truck. The angel soared fifty feet in the air and before he knew what was going on, he was surrounded by light, fire, water and everything else he could imagine. The information flowing through his head was gigantic, endless even. The unending cluster sounds formed one phrase, clear as crystal, "Save Coelus, protect the Girigori." Then, darkness.
Lennonous fell to the ground and hit with a thud, but his form was changing. His golden hair grew out to his back, his robes replaced with shimmering armor and in his left arm he now held a shield. He slowly rose and witnessed the cataclysm before him. A dragon was staring down some creature holding an ax.
There was a burst of light engulfing the target. Isond squinted against the light, but kept his eyes firmly on Lennonous. He hadn't come this far just to fail. To his surprise, what emerged from the blast wasn't Lennonous, or perhaps it was. He wasn't really sure.
He was tempted to get a closer look, but the ton of scales and muscle blocking his path dissuaded him from that approach. Still, it resembled Lennonous, even had the same wound on his side from where he had struck him. The new form, however, did give him some pause. It wouldn't do well to engage with new complications arising. "This isn't going to plan." Isond muttered, taking a half step back.
Grix fell into the temptation to look at the burst of light behind him. He didn't see it start, but where Lennonous once was, there was now... well, not quite Lennonous. It was close enough though, so Grix figured Aen's request still stood. He turned back to Isond, who seemed to have also fallen subject to distraction. "I agree."
The creature on the ground was still pointing his ax at him. Lennonous knew not of what he was, but he figured he should address it. "What are you doing with that? Are you threatening me?" He rose his sheild up, it seemed natural to him.
Lennonous rose up, shield forward. He certainly didn't look quite as dead as he had a moment before, Isond had to admit. He might have tried fight him regardless, but the dragon still kept him at distance. Even when the demigod was half-dead Isond hadn't wanted to push the fight, the odds were out of his favor, now it seemed they had drifted even moreso.
"I'll admit, you're looking a bit...well Lennonous." He said, "But your parlour tricks won't work."
Grix snorted. 'Parlor trick? I think we both know you're in denial about that. Wounded he may be, but we can both feel that new power radiating off of him.'
Isond was grateful for his face plate as he scowled. The lizard was right. Something had changed. Something important. Pick your battles wisely, He thought, pulling his ax back.
"This is not over, Lennonous." He said before teleporting away. Vantric wouldnt' be happy, and neither was he.
The creature with an ax was talking, but Lennonous could hardly hear. The voices were still raging through his head. Save Coelus, protect the Girigori. Save Coelus...Girigori...Coelus...Giri...then they ended just as the light had. The angel shook his head and watched as the creature teleported away. Now there was just a dragon calming down, storm ending its rage.
"I'm sorry, but what was that? I...what are you?"
'Grix,' he projected. 'A dragon. Mortal once, and no longer. A minor deity, like you. Or rather... like you used to be.' He titled his head and regarded the angel with curiosity. 'I'd ask what you are, but I feel it would lead us nowhere.' Grix lazily glided down to land on the ground near him, then stalked around him, sizing him up.
The dragon, as it claimed, was a deity...whatever that was. Lennonous knew he wasn't comfortable with it right now. He had questions and the term minor meant the dragon probably knew very little that would be useful. It spoke in a mighty voice that resonated through his ears. Lennonous looked down and saw a gaping wound in his side, he quickly willed it healed, though felt the wound might take some time to truly heal. He had no idea where it was from. The lizard landed and began to circle him, he was even more confused.
"What are you doing? I'm sorry, but I think I am going to leave. I have questions that need answering and I am not looking for a fight right now."
Grix looked directly into the new god's eyes before answering. 'If it weren't for me, a fight would have ended you already.' Then he flapped his wings and rose into the air. 'Be careful, fresh one. You have more enemies in this world than you know.' With that, Grix was gone, lost again among the gray clouds.
"I...the ax guy?" Lennonous looked down, answer-less and alone. This world he was on, it felt familiar but only vaguely. Was he the only one on it? The creature hardly even knew. The mountains went seemingly endlessly, but as he gazed he saw what looked like a village, hidden among the mountains. He began the long walk over, a new beginning was in order. Maybe they would know what a Coelus was.
"The lord of this planet? Why that would be Roe of course!" The man responded without hesitating, he seemed convinced and this spread to Lennonous. He shook the mortal's hand and smiled. "Thank you. Wonderful story by the way. You should make a habit of telling it." He then flapped his wings and flew off to the highest nearby mountain and stood. His hair flowing in the cold air.
Now that he thought about it, he didn't even know what Roe was. Perhaps asking for this creature's help wouldn't be the best idea. Then again, Lennonous thought of how the humans treated him, kind and with respect and a bit of admiration, without even knowing of his powers. This Roe creature would have to be good. He yelled seemingly nowhere, but had a feeling the right person would hear.
"Roe! I hear you are the owner of these lands! Come down, I have questions for you!"
Roe floated somewhere above Coelus, a smile on his face as he watched Petal playing with the Grigori. They seemed to love her. He heard a voice in his head suddenly
It seemed to be coming from Evalon, but he didn't recognise the god. Leaving Petal to her game, he flew over to the source of voice: northern Chama
Roe plunged down towards the mountain, thudding down in front of Lennonous,
"Hello? Who are you?" he said with a grin once he picked himself up off the ground
Lennonous was surprised to see the lord of this land to be so small...he believed the humans called them children. "You...are Roe? Well, I honestly don't have a name. I was hoping you would have an idea. The humans say you are the lord of this planet."
Lennonous was starting to think he was being tricked. However, this world had already shown itself to be more than simply black and white. The protector would give this god a chance to explain itself a bit. "Oh, could you explain what a Girigori and a Coelus are? All I know is that I am supposed to protect them."
A glint appeared in Roe's eyes when he heard Lennonous' questions, he nodded eagerly.
"I'm Roe, Lord of the Rowan and the Kinderven and the most important King on this planet! You really don't know who you are?" Roe recognised the ascended demigod but he looked... different.
Lennonous shook his head and planted his shield in the ground to move about more freely. "I honestly don't. All I remember is waking up, a strange man with a large ax backing off...and a giant lizard thing the humans call a dragon flying away....what am I?"
It was the most Roe could do to suppress his widening grin, he couldn't believe his luck. This was going to be fun. "You're a god," he started truthfully, "Demigod really... I created you!"
Lennonous cocked his head. The god didn't seem to know who he was yet...now he did? Lennonous was now only more confused. "That's strange...then why did you ask who I was?"
"Eh... I forgot?" Roe looked crestfallen, it looked like he had been caught out before the game even had a chance to begin, "Okay, that was joke," he admitted, "It was Seith who made you but he's been trapped away forever,"
Lennonous had heard of Seith. He actually jumped and looked excited. "You mean the god that took on the leader of the Seven alone and won!?" If he had come from such a creature, then it would make sense he would be assigned a protector's role. But then it struck him. "If...I am Seith's demi-god, then why do I feel more powerful than the ones that I was born near?"
Lennonous paced a bit and stopped himself. "Wait, did he also create the Girigori?"
"Pfffh," Roe snorted, "Seith wasn't the only one to take on the Seven, there was Olek and Tsuranote and..." he quickly listed off over ten gods names before returning to Lennonous' other question. "Yeah, he created the angels too, they're sort of fun to play with,"
Lennonous looked up and pointed to the diamond planet. It radiated a calming green atmosphere and seemed to almost call to him. It was his home, he could almost feel it. "Oh, I am aware. The storyteller was eager to speak forever about the battle." The angel pointed up at the shining gem in the sky. "That's Coelus then?"
"Yeah, that's the planet," Roe replied, "my friend Petal is there right now, you want to go see it?"
"Before we go, what's my name?" Lennonous wanted to know.
Roe was very tempted to lie but he didn't think "Buttface" would be a believable name so he settled for the truth.
"Lennonous" he answered, stumbling slightly over the multiple n's.
"Lennonous?" That...wasn't what he was expecting. He began pacing for a while and responded, "You said my father won't be coming back for a while right? In that case, I am taking a new name." The god looked deep inside himself for inspiration and with a flash of light he smiled and said " From now on, I shall be called Cassiel. Let's go."
"He's never coming back," Roe said with a shake of his head and then leapt up into the sky, beckoning for Cassiel to follow.
The winged guardian grabbed his shield, Roe began hurrying over but Cassiel had a plan. "Works for me, I think I can win." He said with a smirk. Roe was using the air to launch himself, he figured he could get an edge if he jumped, so he did, kicking snow miles out and into the ocean as he did, he raced through the void and to Coelus.
The race was a dead heat but Cassiel edged ahead slightly as the pair dived towards the diamond planet's surface, the demigod landed just before Roe with a crash on the shining rocks.
"Huh, I only let you win," the young god said sulkily before changing the subject abruptly with a bounce, "Let's go see Petal!"
Cassiel made a hearty laugh. "It was a good race! I am sure you will beat me next time. Lead the way." Cassiel was more than curious about meeting Petal. He was also curious about the sounds far off in the distance. He picked up his shield, embedded in the crystal after the impact and followed.
Roe took Cassiel by the hand and lead him up to the walls of Grega, jumping over into the central square. There they saw a young girl of about six bearing a lustrous pair of white wings sitting cross-legged on a flower, ordering a group of confused-looking Grigori about.
"No, that's not what I asked for... why do you angels never listen?" she exclaimed at the poor mortals, before noticing Roe and Cassiel. She jumped up to give the young god a hug "Hey Roe, where were you?" she asked
"Just meeting someone, his name is eh... Cassette... Cossette... Cosseil?" Roe thought aloud, unable to remember the god's new name.
"Cassiel." The god spoke with a mighty tone. "I assume then," he continued, "that your name is Petal? Roe has mentioned you." Cassiel watched as the Girigori moved in disarray and tried to look deeper. He was shocked, they looked exactly alike. Perhaps he was one of them at some point. Had he been hand picked by his father? Questions and more questions, this universe was full of questions with few answers. "What are you doing with them? They look distressed."
"I'm playing with them but they're being annoying," Petal replied with a frown, "they keep on running away when I try to pick them up. I'm not trying to hurt them, I just want to see what their wings feel like,"
Cassiel laughed. "I assume she was a human child then Roe?" She acted similarly, with little care for details. "Follow me, they might listen better if you talk to them." Honestly, he thought that there was something else. He could see in their eyes a terror that was unlike the first humans he had met.
He hopped down and gestured for Petal to follow. "You are more than welcome to join us Roe."
"Okay," Petal replied and the two children followed Cassiel, unsure of what he intended to do next.
The first Girigori Cassiel met was a woman. She was unlike the others, sporting a fancy looking green hat, but little else. Her robes were plain and she carried little valuables. She was pretty like any other Girigori, graceful even, but she seemed nervous. Cassiel made introductions.
"Do not worry, my name is Cassiel. What is your name?"
The girl quickly answered. "Fatina. Are...are you like the other one?"
Cassiel's brow furrowed. "The other one? You mean Petal?" He pointed to the demi-god behind him.
"No, the other one. The one enslaving us. Has Seith truly abandoned us? Some are saying he has."
"No. He sent me. No harm will come upon you, or any other Girigori tody or any other day. Where is the village?"
The Girl pointed out directions in a way that Cassiel would easily understand. He smiled and bowed. "Also, my friend would like to touch your wings. She is a huge fan of you!"
She blushed a little and shrugged. "Is that what she was trying to do to us? Guess that makes sense. I suppose." She put her wings forward.
Petal stepped forward shyly and felt the feathery layers of the wings, it didn't feel that dissimilar from the tips of her own wings which she could just about reach if she really stretched her arms back. It was nice, like Roe when he was in his fox form.
"Eh... thanks Miss Fantina... and Cassiel" she said in a quiet voice and then hopped back to Roe's side
The Grigori woman seemed somehow familiar to Roe but he couldn't quite remember where from, he hadn't been to Coelus for a long time.
Cassiel turned to Roe with an urgent fire in his eyes. "You heard her. Someone is doing actual damage to them. I don't know who and I have a vague idea as to where, but I am going. I am their protector! I might need help, will you and Petal aid me?"
"Uh, I suppose..." Roe said half-heartedly, he turned to his friend, "What do you think Pets?"
"We can't let anyone hurt them!" Petal said with a horrified look.
"Okay, we're in," Roe replied with a sigh to Cassiel.
Cassiel lowered his head. "I am in your debt then." He saw Roe wasn't too invested, he didn't want to have his new friend put off, he thought and found that Roe liked games. Perhaps this should be one too? "Think of it like this Roe, it's a game. We keep the Girigori safe and win applause! Whoever they applaud most, wins the game."
Roe perked up as he listened to the other god's suggestion. "Is there a prize?" he asked eagerly.
Cassiel at the girigori shops, most were transparent and had amazingly ornate trinkets, cut off of diamonds impossibly rare on other planets. It seemed they could do almost anything with the rock.
"Tell you what, whoever wins will ask the greatest artisan in the town to make whatever they want. It could be a cup, a horse, anything!"
"Yes!" Roe shouted enthusiastically, "You're going to play aren't you Petal?"
"Yes..." she smiled nervously but worry didn't leave her face for a moment, "Let's go there, I really don't want to see any cute angels being hurt,"
"Quick!" Roe called and he bounced around impatiently for instructions from Cassiel
Cassiel smiled and turned to the west, where Fatina mentioned he could find them. "This way!"
The angel flew up in the air, passing countless cities on his way until the sounds of mourning and screaming began to permeate the air. He could begin to see it, sense a power nearby. Something wicked truly was happening. As they neared, the trio could see that a green creature was fooling others into following her, being slaves.
At this point, ten or so had left their loved ones, some even children, pushing and kicking their parents away in order to be bound in chains with his new master. Cassiel whispered to Roe "We need to be careful, I think it's the song. Follow me."
Cassiel landed down on the ground and saw the Green creature above, she was the source of this madness. He called her out. "Hey! Over here!" She looked down and seemed confused. "Are you a demon?" Before an answer could be called, Cassiel continued. "A Demon, is what the humans call the creatures of Elditch. Horrible nasty creatures that seek to consume and destroy. I don't know what one of them would be doing here, but you are acting a lot like them. It seems that you are lost then, allow me to tell you where to go. Away. Now." Cassiel slammed his shield into the ground creating a rift before the starwhale. The rift jetisonned light from it, weakening the spell for Roe to finish.
The two children followed Cassiel, Roe found himself disgusted by what the green woman was doing. He supposed some small amount of order could be good sometimes, like rules that make a game more fun, but he couldn't think of a worse type of order than enslaving people against their will. He remembered his earlier promise to Petal and intended to stick to it.
Roe watched intently as Cassiel rolled off his spiel and then finished with a mighty slam of his shield into the ground, he would have to find something to top the other god. With a gesture at Petal to be sure she closed her eyes, he changed his form into that of a terrible monster with gaping wounds and more eyes than could be counted, then leapt from his hiding places and swooped over the green woman and her captives. Even with her spell, the poor Grigori were terrified of the abomination above their heads and ran in all directions,
He had...done it? Yes. The song faded and the green creature left, seemingly afraid of them. The crowd was, as expected, applauding the efforts of the trio. Cassiel turned to Roe, who had by now turned back to normal, grabbed his hand and raised it in the air.
"You have won, friend. An impressive display. I think I know who you might want to go to, but the furor here won't be dying down any time soon. Let's head over to what the humans called a Capital."
Roe smiled widely, enjoying the cheers of the crowd, it felt good.
"Ha ha," he laughed, then remembered to tell Petal to open her eyes again. "Where is the capital?" he asked
[12:51:00 PM] Kyle: Cassiel looked around at the question. He honestly had no idea, but he did have another idea. The capitals in the storybooks tended to have large ridiculous buildings. He shrugged and pointed to the largest building he could see. "Eh, over there! Let's go."
He then flapped his wings and flew to the city, careful not to break anything this time, as there was a chance he could hurt something now, or worse. The capital was literally buzzing with Clankers working non stop to make bigger and more impressive architecture and machines. Mizzen were walking around as well along with the Girigori. They didn't even seem to notice the gods walking around, too consumed by their own work.
Cassiel found a nearby store marked "Trinkets and Carvings", he figured it would do. He knocked on the door and opened it and motioned for Roe to follow.
Roe and Petal followed Cassiel into the shop, admiring the sparkling jewels and statues which lined the sheleves
"So many gems..." Petal muttered under her breath in amazement
"Why are we here?" Roe asked Cassiel
"Your prize! Remember? You can have this man craft you anything you want." The lone Girigori in the shop raised an eyebrow. "And...how do you expect to pay for this? I don't deal in armor boy." He seemed a bit more grumpy than most, but Cassiel could tell he had a good heart.
"If you do this, you can tell people you have crafted an object for a god." He smiled and put a bit of power in his hands to show he was serious. "I will make it widely known even! Think of the attention you will get."
The angel seemed dumbfounded. The gods had picked his store? This was amazing! "Why me then?" Not that I am complaining, this is amazing after all."
"Well, Roe won a contest and I owe him it. You seem like someone who could do the job." Cassiel turned to Roe. "Now, what do you want him to craft?"
"Hmmmmm.,,," Roe said aloud, considering the possibilities. He already had a sword but it was a simple metal blade, barely more than an average mortal weapon.
"I would like a new sword that's really sharp and has a proper name and everything!" he exclaimed before adding, "Please!
The angel pondered for a moment. "Under most circumstances I would say no. A sword made of diamond would usually break after a hit due to how brittle the stuff is in combat. However, with a god...it could work. Give me a moment."
The man retreated into his store and pulled out a cart containing dozens of colors of diamond, they glistened in the light. "Which color you want?"
"I would like... light blue," Roe replied confidently, imaging a sparkling blade in his mind's eye.
The angel smirked. "Excellent choice. Come back in a few hours and it will be ready." He then pushed the cart behind a curtain and the trio could hear rapid clinks and clanks being made. Whatever he was making, it had to be good.
Cassiel turned to Roe and started wondering about a sword of his own. He turned to the stars, they seemed they missed something, something he could give them again. A sacrifice might be in order, but it would be in defense of all the bright burning balls.
"I think I want a sword too. Not made by him though, I am sure yours will be fantastic but I don't have one either. I want to make my own. While we wait for yours to be done, follow me. This might be cool to watch."
Cassiel exited the store saying "We will be back in a few hours friend, I am sure this will be wonderful!"
Roe followed Cassiel with an excited bounce, wondering what he was going to show him.
"What's wonderful?" he asked curiously
Cassiel pointed to the stars. "They seem...troubled. Can't you tell? I think we should fix them, and I think I know how."
"Okay..." Roe said unsurely, giving Petal a glance. She shook her head, she didn't understand either. "What are you going to do?" Roe asked
Cassiel laughed. "We are going to find the biggest star in the universe, and make it into a sword! It will feed part of its own power into the other stars, hopefully stabilizing them." He honestly had no idea where he was getting his idea from, but it was crazy enough that it might work.
"Wow...." Roe replied, it sounded impressive. "Can I help?" he asked eagerly.
Cassiel smiled. "That's why I brought you. All three of us will pick the biggest star we can find and then compare the three. Whichever is the biggest we use. Ready...set...go!" Cassiel flew into space analyzing each star, remembering which star he had seen as the biggest.
Roe took Petal's hand and the pair leapt after Cassiel, inspecting the many stars dotted around the edge of Niv's system.
"What about this one?" Petal pointed to a large reddish star that hung a little further out than Salustutis.
"I believe the humans call it a Red Giant." Cassiel said. "It doesn't have much time left, that might be a good idea." Cassiel flew circles around it and smirked. "Yeah, this will be fun."
The god put his shield on his back and moved his arms out. "To begin, we need to crush it into something more usable. Mold it into what we need. It's a bit like dough when you think about it." Cassiel condensed it into a neutron star, into neutronium. The three then shaped it into a wave pattern with a hilt.
"Now, we put our power into it and hope for the best!" This was the first time he had done anything akin to a godly action, he hoped it wouldn't break the universe.
"Be careful it doesn't burn you!" Roe quickly added as Cassiel manipulated the star, remembering his own early experience with Niv. The young god put his hands out and let the forces of chaos fuse themselves with Cassiel's new sword, strengthening it and making it whole.
The item was made easily. It cooled a tiny bit and Cassiel raised the hilt, activating it. Bright and intense flames bursted out of it, reaching each star and giving them enough power to continue as normal. The experience drained a bit of its power, but left plenty to use as a weapon.
"I will name you...Stardust."
"That looks cool!" Roe exclaimed at the sight of the flaming blade, he reached out gingerly to touch it's hilt. "I hope my sword is this good,"
Cassiel made a leather strap for the blade and put it in there. "At some point it will need a sheath...Oh, I am sure we will need to enchant it, but this guy has to be great! He is probably almost done by now, we spent a while doing this."
Cassiel teleported to the Capital again and into the shop. "Oi! You almost done? We are excited to see it."
The shopkeeper walked out, smile beaming. "Yeah, it's done. Be careful with it now, diamond isn't great for sword making. You god folk can enchant shit can't ya? I am sure if you did it would be great."
With that, he pulled out a piece of cloth, it was a tan color but inside was a beautiful gleaming short sword. The hilt faded into white diamond to simulate steel and was highly ornate, resembling art more than a sword. The front and back of the sword had fancy engravings and the piece was quite beautiful to say the least. Worth more than most Girigori could ever afford.
"I'm going to tell everyone about this. They won't believe it!" The shopkeeper quickly ran out of the store yelling about how gods bought from him. While most races would dismiss him, the impossibility to lie, or to be lied to as a Girigori began to have the angels clamor to his store. He eventually made a large chain known as Gi Craftwares, making some of the largest art works known to the universe.
The two children clambered into the shop as the Grigori left, Roe in particular eager to see his new blade. He hopped up onto the counter to get a better look.
"Wow, it's beautiful," he exclaimed, his eyes lighting up as he ran his palm down the sword's hilt
"Indeed. These mortals aren't capable of fighting, but they certainly can surpass us in other areas."
"Thank you," Roe replied, taking out his old sword and throwing it on the ground, he then carefully picked up the new weapon and slashed it on his back as if it was made of glass
Cassiel looked out of the diamond roof. There was a ton to explore and the Girigori seemed fine alone for now. "So, what do we do now?"
"Eh, just hang out, I know some games we can play," Roe replied with a shrug.