《Apollyon, The God of Chaos.》Chapter 8.
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"What do you mean 'our plan'?" Apollyon asks the paralysed Goddess lying in the dirt now turned mud. Kila giggles as she knows that her plan had actually worked and her dream is coming to fruition.
"My brother, Eon, The God of Time, was looking through the past and found traces of you Uncle. He told all of us about you but Father and Mother denied your existence and forbade use from searching any further. Being the rebelious kids that we are, 4 of us went back in time with Eon and discovered you. What you did. How you fought off Mother and Father by yourself with your unreplicable affinity for magic."
Apollyon puts his bony hand on his chin which makes a dull clacking noise and begins to think about what is going on. Kila continues with her story whether Apollyon is listening or not.
"When we discovered how much power you had and how you can teach it to anyone, we decided to find a way to bring you back and have you teach us your magic even if our parents disapproved." Kila said while reminiscing about the past.
"Ok, I have a few questions, how many siblings do you have, why do you need me to learn magic and what was your plan to bring me back?" Apollyon asks after hearing more of Kila's story.
"Well I have 5 brothers and 4 sisters and then there is one who is not one of our siblings but is a god with the result of a magic spell gone wrong, that person was sealed away long ago. Mother and Father won't teach us how to use our magic so we can only use magic that comes to use naturally, that we create ourselves, or the magic we happened to learn from you from the past. Finally, Eon discovered how you got power by Chaos entering the world so I assassinated the Human King to start a war between worlds."
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"Hmmm... Interesting." Apollyon says in a deep and focused voice.
Out of everything Kila just mentioned, Apollyon is more intrigued by the one 'Accidental God' that has been sealed away. Apollyon knows what spell they used to create this God and he knows that you can't just accidentally cast it, it takes a lot of preparation and planning to create a God without birth. Apollyon never got to test it out so the spell was all theoretical but it seems those bastards were crazy enough to try it. There is also no spell that can 'go wrong' and create a God because of it
"One final thing Uncle, I don't know if this is important to you or not but Mother and Father have left these two worlds for us, their 10 kids, to watch over and they have been making one together. It is extremely big and takes a lot of power so they are only halfway through the process. They said something about it being called 'Big Bang'."
Apollyon is slightly worried by hearing this since he has never heard about a 'Big Bang' and it would be something that they would have created on their own. Thinking that it will fail, Apollyon ignores the making of this new spell for now and turns his attention to the state of this current world.
"So, you are saying that you and your siblings are the ones controlling Earth and the Mirror World?"
"Yes."
"So I don't have to hide anymore and you guys will help me return to God Hood as long as I teach you magic?" Apollyon asks with a sense of urgency and hope in his voice.
"Mmmmh, not quite." Kila says with a not so innocent voice.
"Not quite?"
"Yes, there are only 4 people who wanted you alive which are Eon, Seraph, Eria, and I. The others said that they will hunt you down and eliminate you if you are to be brought back." Kila said with some worriedness in her tone.
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"Alright. So, I have an offer for you, if I teach you some magic, will you help me regain my old power?' Apollyon asks with a sincere voice towards his niece. Kila's eyes light up with joy as her dreams can finally come true.
"I would love too! All I've wanted is to see your true power in person and fighting you without you even being a God, I am still amazed." Kila says excitingly.
"If that's the case, then let me help you."
A yellow light wraps Apollyon's hand and he places it on the forehead of Kila. She can feel his cold wet bones press against her with a gentle touch. A soothing feeling fills Kila's body and all of her injuries and ailments are instantly healed. Kila smiles as this is the magic that her sister, Eria, The Goddess of None uses. Apollyon extends his hands out and Kila happily accepts the help up from her uncle. Loud stomping is heard running towards the two as Kila turns around in surprise. A massive beast jumps over Kila and on top of Apollyon. Worried that something has snuck up on them and attacked her Uncle, Kila turns back around and has water magic ready to kill.
Instead of a horrifying creature killing her Uncle, Kila's eyes are met with a Manticore licking the bony skull of Apollyon whiles he laughs and puts his arms around its neck, embracing the Manticore in a tight hug. With Apollyon's and Catoline's reunion being sweet and heart warming, Catoline looks at who its Creator was talking to and sees the young Goddess before him and begins to sniff her intently. Kila is tense as she has never seen this creature before and is scared by it. She shoots her Uncle the eyes that say 'Please save me!' and Apollyon grabs Kila's hand.
"It won't hurt you. No matter how hiddeous something is or how scary scary it looks, there is always a kind side to every creature. Its Creator and anyone related to their Creator can bring out that side. See, Catoline likes you already."
While giving Kila her first lecture, Apollyon had placed her hand on Catoline's mane and had her pet it. In response to the petting of its wet fur, Catoline began to purr and started to rub against the young Goddess. With hearing these words of advice from her Uncle, Kila starts to accept Catoline's looks more and is petting it more and more while giggling the whole time Catoline licks her face. If Apollyon had a face then he would be smiling from the happiness welling up inside of him.
'To have not been forgotten. To have someone activately trying to save you and looking for you. To have someone that I can actually call my family. It gives me this feeling, something that I have only ever felt once in my life but had taken away the second I received it. I will not let this feeling slip away from me again. I will show these young Gods what it really means to be a God, to not be held back by their backstabbing parents. I might actually love something other than magic for once, and I'm perfectly fine with that.'
Apollyon closes his eyes and nods his head as to accept what he just went over in his mind. The rain continues to pour down onto him as he laughs warmly at this new turn in his life that he never expected. Apollyon thinks to himself that if he learns to love his Nieces and Nephews, then maybe he can find himself a wife but that didn't work the first time so it will take some time before he tries again.
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