“We have finally arrived on planet Midavania. It is time to change our appearance and disguise ourselves as human. I will take on a form of an old man, and what form will you take, Zuka?”

“I do not have any kind of magic or skill to change my physical appearance. The power of that level is beyond my abilities, but I can change my clothes with magic,” replied Zuka.

“I see. The infernal and heavenly tome shows that the illusion spell to change physical appearance is in Sub-God tier level. I will cast the spell on you to change your physical appearance, so how do you want to look?”

Zuka looked at me with a smile, “My lord, if I may, I would like to keep my original appearance, but please remove any visual features that may arouse suspicion that I am a Dark Angel.”

I thought to myself, so this guy can smile? Making that request must have cheered him a little. He seems to like his appearance a lot, and he does not want to look different even in disguise, “I am casting the spell now,” I then shouted the spell just like the way it is written in ‗The infernal and heavenly tome,' while I stretched my hand towards Zuka, “Sub-God tier magic, False image arcane.”

A blue radiating magic circle with eight rings, different kinds of shapes, and unknown texts in the middle of the rings appeared before my hand, and Zuka was surrounded by a blue radiating mist. The mist cleared in a few seconds, and all the features that made him look inhumanly disappeared.

I see. Imagination plays a big role in casting this type of magic. He appears to be in the same way I have imagined him to look like if he was a human.

Zuka looked at me, “Thank you Lord, I will now change my clothes with magic. Since you do not know the traditions and fashions of the people in Midavania, I will use my magic to show you an example of how they clothe themselves.” Immediately he shone in bright light, and his clothes changed.

“Wait! You can cast magic without shouting the spell?” I was surprised.

he exclaimed, “Yes, my Lord. Anyone in Heaven can cast a spell without shouting it, only if the spell is on the lower levels. The spell I used to change my clothes is in the Substantial tier, the spell is called ‗Dress make.”

“Oh yes, I remember now. When Ashanti cast a spell to summon ‗The infernal and heavenly tome,' she did not shout out the spell. I guess that was also the case. So this is how the people wear their clothes on this planet. It seems like life here is in the medieval age.”

Zuka replied, “I do not think that the spell Lady Ashanti used is in the lower levels. She is a Goddess, and I do not know what level of spell can the Goddess use without shouting the spell. So My Lord, what is medieval age?”

“Enough chit-chat, it looks like we landed in the middle of a forest, so where are you taking me first?”

Zuka replied, “We are between the borders of two rival kingdoms.

It seems like there is a village nearby from where we are right now. Maybe we can find someone who can guide us and give us information about the things that are happening in this land.”

“Wait! Are you telling me that you have no information about what is happening in this world right now? It looks like I chose a useless guide. I am disappointed.”

Zuka explained, “Forgive me, my Lord. Ever since I was appointed as heavens guard hundreds of years ago, I never received any tasks concerning Midavania. I lost track of the things that are happening in this world.”

“It is okay. We can find a human to guide us. This forest is beautiful, the last time I admired the beauty of such nature I was intoxicated and mesmerized by it, and something bad happened. I will try my best not to fall for this deception twice.”

“My Lord, have you experienced this kind of environment before? I thought it was your first time to visit planet Midavania,” Zuka was surprised.

“Forget I said anything. It is indeed the first time I have come to this planet. What I said about nature was just a thing from my imagination.”

I looked at him and thought, sheesh, I cannot tell him that I used to be a human before, and I died and came to this strange dimension that allowed me powers to become a High God. Even Ashanti does not know that I used to be a human.

I quickly tried to change the subject, “How do I look? Are these clothes good? Do I look and sound like a proper old man?” Zuka responded, “Yes! My Lord, You do look like a normal human. Even I can't detect a heavenly aura coming from your powers. You look like an average poor old man.”

While I was busy conversing with Zuka, I heard a strange sound coming from the west of the river in the middle of the forest, “Do you hear this? What is making this sound?”

“I think someone is crying, and I think it is a young boy,” Zuka replied, and then asked, “Should we go and observe the situation, my Lord?”

“Yes! Quickly, Let us go and see what is happening.”

We rushed quickly to the west where the river was streaming. We found a dark brown skin teenage boy with black curly hair and brown eyes wearing no top with torn trousers. He was fishing and crying at the same time. He was alone, and out of curiosity, I asked, “Boy! Why are you here? And why are you crying? Did something happen?”

He looked at us, and his face was soaking with tears. He wiped the tears from his face, and he continued fishing.

Zuka was frustrated when the boy ignored my question, and he said to him, “Stupid boy, do you know whom you are offending? Do you want to die young ma—”

I interrupted Zuka while he tried to intimidate the boy, “Leave him be because we are strangers here. I understand if he does not want to tell us what is bothering him.”

I gazed towards Zuka, “We should leave and find that nearby village and find a human to guide us.”

I looked at the boy and felt sorry for him being alone in the forest and crying. He did not stop fishing even though he was sad and crying. I used magic to catch fish and filled his basket to the brim. The boy stopped sobbing, and he looked at us, “Crude tier magic! So you can use the magic of Crude tier level without saying the spell? Who are you, people?” He recognized the spell to be that of Crude tier level because of the three rings in the magic circle. Each magic spell from each tier has a number of rings in the magic circle to show the level of the spell. For example, if a fireball spell is in Innate tier it will have one ring, Sapless tier two rings, Crude tier three rings, Riper tier four rings, Substantial tier five rings, Heavenly tier six rings, Angelic tier seven rings, Sub-God tier eight rings, and God tier nine rings.

I looked at him, and I smiled, “So now that we caught your attention, are you willing to talk? We might be of use to you if you can help us.”

“Forgive me for being rude. I just had a bad day,” He replied, and he stood up and walked to the outside of the river to approach us, “What is it that you require from the weakling such as me?”

I explained to him, “We are from another continent, and we are looking for someone who can guide us in these foreign lands. We can pay you well if you are willing?” The boy looked at us and said nothing, and I told him, “I understand we are strangers and you might not trust us yet. I am Prophet Khashane, and this is my apprentice Zuka, We are sent to these lands by the Gods, and we are not familiar with this place. So if you guide us well, we might help you with your problems in the future.”

The boy replied with a sad tone, “You might help me with my problems? Do not make me laugh. Do you think you can? Do you think I have problems that can be fixed that easily? I doubt that anyone can solve my problems.”

I tried to assure him that we can help him, “We are prophets favoured by the Gods; we do not doubt that the Gods can help you with your problems!”

“Where were the Gods when the bandits invaded our village, raped and killed my parents before my sister and me? Where were the Gods when our house was set on fire by the village bullies who were intimidated by my sister's power? Where were the Gods when my sister and I became homeless for three years while being mistreated by the villagers for all those years? Where were the Gods today when I got beat by the village bullies who took my fish that I caught in the morning and left my sister and me hungry for the rest of the day? Where were the Gods—”

Zuka interrupted him, “Enough with your foolishness! Boy! Do you want to blame the Gods for what others have done to you? You are just weak, and you can only blame yourself for your weakness!”

“Enough! Zuka, stop spewing nonsense!” and I looked at the boy and asked, “Young man, did you pray and ask the Gods for help?” “I do not believe in Gods, the people from the village pray and believe in Gods, but the same people are still cruel and evil. What is the use of praying to the Gods If they can let a weak orphan like me be bullied?”

“The Gods are Gods, and they have a purpose of their own. I cannot tell you to believe in Gods, but maybe the Gods have their limits and weaknesses that they cannot explain to mortals, or maybe it is the will of Gods to let the world move on without their interference. Maybe if you prayed, one of them might have felt your earnest prayer and intervened. Who knows what the Gods might have done if you asked for help? What if a God is here right now willing to help you from now on? You will never know for sure. Who is the God the people in your village worship?”

The boy answered my question, “The villagers believe in a God named Kanisa, a hero who transcended in power and ascended to heaven to become a God. The villagers and people in the Kingdom of Zamusa believe that Kanisa is now one of the Gods in heaven. Some people even believe that his father was a God. Can a man obtain the powers of Gods? I do not believe any human can become that powerful.”

I said to him, “You will never know, kid, maybe one day you too can obtain the powers of God. You said you do not believe in Gods, but you believe there are powers of Gods? Is that not contradictory?”

“I too can obtain the powers of Gods? Is that a joke? I was born in the Innate tier, and I have never progressed to the middle stage of this lower level to this day. I train hard, but I bear no fruits. My sister is now in the middle stage of the Crude tier level, and she tried to train and improve me in magic and techniques, but all her efforts went to waste. No matter how much I train, I am stuck in the first stage of the Innate tier. Because of this, I became a punching bag in the village. I am a target for bullies, and there is nothing I can do. Maybe if I had rich parents they could have bought magic elixir from the alchemist to increase my strength, or hired the powerful masters to train me.”

I asked, “What is your name, young man?” “My name is Maritinosi,”

“Let me appraise you with my magic and see the level of your potential.”

I approached him and stretched my hands towards his face, and used the appraisal magic to appraise his potential, “This is bad, kid. You have a level cap, and it is surprising to see a level cap in the first stage of Innate tier, which is the beginning level.” He asked, “What? Level cap? Am I sick?”

I tried to explain to him, “No, you are not sick. Your potential is at the Innate tier, and no matter how much you can train, you will never get past this level. Imagine yourself as this basket, it is now full of fish, and no matter how much fish you put inside, it can never carry more than it has now. The basket will overflow if you keep on adding more fish. That is your situation, young man.” Maritinosi became shocked, “This is bad.”

I said to him, “You are fortunate to have met me today. I will help you to progress to Sapless tier or even to the first stage of Crude tier if you can agree to be our guide.”

“You said I have a level cap. How can I reach the Crude tier? If you can help me to reach even the Sapless tier, I will guide you to the rest of the continent. I will even become your student.”

“I will try my best to raise your potential and your level right now. This method might be dangerous because your body might not handle all this power that I am about to give you. Are you sure you want this power?”

“Is it possible to raise my power level with magic? I have never heard of such a thing. I only know that we can get stronger by training, by equipping powerful artefacts, by drinking expensive magic potions, and by experience. People with a powerful bloodline like the descendants of Kanisa; also require training to get stronger. No one is an exception. Even if you have a powerful teacher, you can never get stronger without training.”

I said to him, “Kid, I am a prophet of a powerful Goddess; I can do most of the things that you have never seen before. Raising your power level is not that hard and is not that simple either, but I can do it if your body can endure all the power to raise your potential and your power level.”

“I am not afraid to die. If it kills me, then I was meant to become a loser forever. Please raise my power. Let me see what a prophet of a Goddess can do!”

“I like your spirit, kid. Let me show you what I can do!” I stretched my right hand towards his forehead, and I shouted the spell just like the way it is in ‗the infernal and heavenly tome.' With my hand stretched towards him, I called out in a loud voice, “God tier magic, the console of life!” A purple magic circle with nine rings appeared before my hand, accompanied by another big purple magic circle with nine rings below our feet on the ground. “Now shift potential to God tier.”

The magic allowed me to change his potential, “Perfect, now upgrade the power level to the first stage of crude tier.”

I felt an enormous amount of magic power leaving my body and infiltrating his body, and he started screaming as if he was feeling pain, “Maritinosi, focus boy. Try your best to accept this power, or you will explode and die.”

He shouted in pain, “I am trying, and I cannot take it any longer! My body is going to explode! I can feel the overwhelming power burning inside my body! I cannot take it anymore! Please stop, it kills me!”

“Shut up, boy! Focus and endure this process, and guide this power within the sea of your magic energy. In a minute now, you will be in the Crude tier level. Think of all the bad things that happened. Do you want to give up now and die and leave your sister all by herself? Take it all in, boy! You will now have the potential to reach the God tier level; you cannot give up on this opportunity.”

He began to remember all the hateful events that occurred to him in the past, and he became really angry like someone looking for revenge.

He kept screaming as he took all the power within himself, and he succeeded. Zuka looked at him and said, “Congratulations boy! You are now in Crude tier level, and if you train hard, you can progress to Riper tier level and other higher tiers.”

“I cannot believe it; I am finally in the Crude tier level,” Maritinosi shouted with a cheerful expression.

I said to him, “Do not forget, boy, that you now have the potential to reach God-tier level. I promise you, if you train hard from now on, in the future, you will become the most powerful human being to ever live in this world, and do not forget that all this was possible because of our Goddess Ashanti, who showed her glory and done all this just for you.”

While in excitement Maritinosi asked, “The potential of God-tier level? I have never heard of any tiers above Heavenly tier. There are only rumours in this continent of Musina that God Kanisa was the first human to reach Heavenly tier, and after that, he ascended to Heaven and became one of the Gods.”

I said to him, “Let me educate you on all the tiers, young man. There are nine levels of power in this world. Ranging from lower to higher tier, we have Innate tier, Sapless tier, Crude tier, Riper tier, Substantial tier, Heavenly tier, Angelic tier, Sub-God tier, and God tier. There is also another higher power, the High God, which is not in the levelling system. Each tier is divided into three stages, the first stage, middle stage, and final stage. When you fulfil the final stage of the tier you're currently in, you then progress and breakthrough to a higher tier.”

“Angelic tier, Sub-God tier and God tier? This information is new to me; I bet most people on this continent have never heard of such.”

Maritinosi then asked, “The spell you used had nine rings. I presume the spell you cast on me was in the God tier level. How can a human cast a God tier spell?”

I cleared my throat and explained, “Oh, wel—well you see, um, you see, though I shouted the spell, I was not the one, not the one who cast it. It was the magic spell by the Goddess herself; she just used me as a vessel. That is nothing but the truth.”

“Hmm, I see. Goddess Ashanti, right? From now on, I am a firm believer and a follower of Goddess Ashanti.”

Thank goodness he believed that. How can I be so careless and cast a God-tier spell in front of him? I cannot believe I have nearly blown my cover on the first human I just met. From now on, I will be careful.

“So can you use the powers of Goddess Ashanti from time to time?”

“No! Today was the special case. It was the first time something like this happened, my Goddess took a liking to you, and as you agreed to be the guide of her prophets, she blessed you with that spell through me.”

Maritinosi exclaimed, “Thanks to the Goddess, I will spread her name in the entire continent of Musina, and they shall all know the name of the Goddess,”

I told Zuka, “Zuka, you will now teach Maritinosi the spells and the techniques that you know in Sapless and Crude tier level. He will discover his own skills by himself because skills are not possible to teach to another person. Each person has their own skills based on their race, class, or bloodline. Maritinosi has a class similar to yours. He has both mage and warrior class.”

I spoke to Maritinosi, “Kid, from now on, Zuka will train you, and when you progress to higher levels, I will train the both of you.”

“My Lord, did I hear that right? Are you going to train me as well?

That is a great opportunity for me to be your student, my Lord,”

Zuka replied with a shocked expression, and he looked at

Maritinosi with a sharp look in his eyes, “Do you hear that boy?

You will have to progress faster in your training so that I can have

the opportunity to be trained by my Lord. I hope you will not disappoint me. From the basics, let us begin training you in Innate magic spells.”

Maritinosi replied with a confident voice, “Yes! Master, I am prepared.”

Zuka trained Maritinosi for three days in the forest until he mastered most spells and techniques in the Innate, Sapless, and Crude tier. We left the river in the middle of the forest and head north to visit the Marare village on the borders of the two rival kingdoms. The kingdom of Zamusa and the kingdom of Dun land. Marare village is where Maritinosi was born and raised, but most villagers bullied him for being weak. When I desired this world, I needed it to resemble some video games where the strongest ruled the weak, and for that, I never thought much of how weaklings would feel in such a world. As someone who was a victim of bullying in my previous life, I should have considered things like this before anything else when I came up with a plan of creating my world. In my pursuit for power and strength above anyone else, I did not consider many things. Now I feel sorry for people like Maritinosi who are weak and bullied.

As we travel towards the village, Zuka spoke to Maritinosi, “Your fishes are no longer fresh, and your clothes look disgusting. You are now in the Crude tier level and you should dress nicely to represent your power. I will use ‗Dress make' magic spell to clothe you.”

“Forgive me, teacher. Please dress me properly.”

Zuka shouted the spell ‗Dress make' and immediately Maritinosi's clothes changed. He is now wearing black boots, navy blue trousers, and a long black coat with silver decorations.

As we approach the village of Marare, we saw dark smoke, and it looked like the buildings are on fire.

Maritinosi said, “We have to rush to the village and save my sister. It looks like the village is under attack, and my sister has been all by herself for three days now. Even though most villagers pose no threat to her, the people attacking the village might be stronger. We should hurry.”

I was concerned and I explained to him, “Maritinosi, I realized that walking beside you will attract unnecessary attention to us. I will use my magic to hide myself and Zuka in the sea of your magic energy. This way, we can move with you to wherever you go, without being noticed.”

“Wait! You can do something like that? Is that even possible?” asked Maritinosi.

“Remember, we are the prophets of the most powerful Goddess. We can do most of the things that you have never seen before. Now let me cast the spell,” I used the spell to teleport myself and Zuka in the sea of magic energy inside Maritinosi's body. Inside, it was quiet, beautiful, and quite mysterious dimension looking similar to a galaxy. I told Maritinosi, “Now run boy, go and save your sister.”

Maritinosi was shocked in disbelief and he asked, “Wait! You can still communicate, even though I cannot see you?”

“Yes boy, it is telepathic communication, no more questions,” In amusement, Maritinosi sighed, “You guys can use weird magic.”

When we approached the village, we heard magic explosions and battling sounds. I said to Maritinosi, “Maritinosi, prepare yourself. It seems like powerful people are fighting in the village, and there is someone in the first stage of Riper tier.”

“What? The strongest person in our village is the village chief, and he is in the final stage of the Crude tier. Did he breakthrough? Or maybe it is someone else,” Explained Maritinosi.

“It might be the person who is attacking the village. Increase your speed, boy.”

We arrived at the village, and we saw burning buildings and some villagers tending to the wounds of injured villagers. We saw other villagers crying next to dead bodies which were lying on the ground. Maritinosi rushed towards his shelter to look for his sister, but we only found a dead body of a bandit. Maritinosi called out for his sister, and she was not there at the shelter.

I spoke to Maritinosi, “Maritinosi, it looks like there was a battle here, and this bandit got killed. This bandit might have underestimated your sister and attacked her, but she killed him.” When Maritinosi was busy searching for his sister, we heard an explosion in the middle of the village, and people were still fighting there. He started running towards the middle of the village settlements, “They are fighting next to the house of a village chief.”

We arrived at the scene, and four bandits were fighting two villagers. The bandit leader was folding his arms while watching the fight. The two villagers were the chief of the village and the woman who happens to be his mother. We saw two dead bandits and three dead bodies of villagers on the fighting ground. The other seven villagers were helplessly lying on the ground injured. One of the seven who was severely injured was his sister, Dineo. Maritinosi, filled with tears in his eyes, ran towards his sister and he shouted, “Sister! Sister! Are you okay? Sister! Sister, talk to me,” Maritinosi fell on his knees, and he carried her head and shoulders to his arms and supported her back with his thighs, “Sister, are you okay? Why were you fighting to help these villagers? Talk to me sister, are you okay?”

Dineo was severely injured, and blood was coming out of her mouth. Her brown skin was covered in bruises, while her black and green dress got torn by fire.

Dineo opened her beautiful brown eyes, and she looked at Maritinosi. In a weak voice, she asked, “Maritinosi is that you? I was worried about you. Where have you been?”

“Do not talk, sister. Rest here and I will avenge you. I promise.” Maritinosi was full of rage, and he looked at the village chief and his mother, who suddenly stopped fighting to watch him, “Why is my sister lying here injured? Why do you people let her fight for you while you never cared for us?”

The village chief and his mother were tired from defending against the bandits, and they starred at Maritinosi and said nothing. Maritinosi laid her sister down and pointed the finger at them, and he yelled, “My sister is injured fighting for this pathetic village and its pathetic people while the two of you are still unharmed! Did you use my sister as your shield?”

A light-skinned old woman with few wrinkles on her face, tall stature, wearing a black robe, black witches hat, and holding a magic staff; who happens to be the mother of the village chief, yelled at Maritinosi, “Watch your mouth young boy, cannot you see we are in the middle of a fight?” She pointed her finger at the bandits, “These are the people who attacked our village, killed our people, injured your sister, and others. You are directing your anger to the wrong people. These two corpses are the bandits killed by your sister with the help of these injured villagers lying here. After your sister gave a finishing blow to one of these bandits, the five of the bandits tried to ambush her, and we intervened. We defeated one of them and saved your sister and others.”

The bandit leader was furious and said to the four bandits, “Fools, why are you standing there listening? Kill them all right now!”

The old woman spoke to the bandit leader, “Matjoro, we know that we are no match for you. Please take your people and leave.”

The bandit leader furiously replied, “Stop saying my name so casually, you old fossil!” He then pointed his finger at Dineo, “If

this girl that you offered to us in exchange to spare your village did not rebel, we could have left, and nobody would have died.”

Maritinosi looked at the village chief and his mother in disgust,

“What is the meaning of this? So you offered my sister to these thugs to save your pathetic lives? After I deal with these thugs, I will come for you next. What you have done to my sister is unforgivable.”

A village chief who is a tall man wearing brown leather armour with colourful beads on strings, and a crown of feathers on his head, having big muscles, dark brown skin, and silver eyes, replied to Maritinosi in a loud voice, “We did not offer your sister to him. Matjoro said, if we give him a young beautiful woman, he will spare the village. Some villagers were in a panic, and by trying to protect their daughters they directed the bandits to your settlement. Your sister fought against them bravely and killed one of the bandits, and Matjoro began the attack on all villagers. I promise you that I will not offer your sister to these bandits to save myself. I will fight to the death to protect all the people in Marare village!” The village chief then spoke in a low voice, “What can you do by yourself to these bandits? You are the weakest person in this village. Are you trying to commit suicide by saying that you will deal with these bandits by yourself?”

Maritinosi asked the village chief, “Are you trying to give an excuse by shifting the blame on villagers?” Maritinosi unleashed a surprise spell on one of the four bandit minions, “Sapless tier magic, paralyse shock,” a white magic circle with two rings appeared in his hand. The electric power quickly moved from the magic circle and hit the bandit, who got caught off guard, and he got paralysed by the magic power, and he collapsed instantly. All the people at the scene, including Matjoro, Dineo, the village chief and his mother, and the injured villagers, were shocked and surprised by the spell.

The old woman who is the chief's mother was in shock, and she asked, “What kind of a spell is that?”

The village chief asked her mother, “This boy is now in Sapless tier. Did he break through from the first stage of the Innate tier to the Sapless tier in just three days? How is that possible?” Dineo was lying down on the ground, slightly lifting her head to watch his brother, she smiled, “That is my young brother, I knew you had it in you. My brother would not be stuck in the first stage of the Innate tier forever,” Her smile slowly disappeared, and she wondered, “But what was that magic?”

The three bandit minions did not see what happened, and they were scared to attack, and Matjoro yelled at them, “He attacked one of you, but you are still standing there? Kill this boy right now. The two of you are in the final stage of the Sapless tier, and one of you is in the final stage of the crude tier. This boy is weaker than you. Why do you hesitate?”

The three bandit minions attacked together, one of them on Sapless tier level rushed quickly with a sword, and he charged from the left, and the other on The Sapless tier level attacked with two flying daggers from the right. One of them was the bandit commander on the Crude tier level; he attacked Maritinosi from the front by casting a powerful spell on Crude tier level called ‗Sun flare.' Maritinosi quickly used an enhancing magic spell called ‗Haste,' and he shouted his new skill, “Summon the blades of the moon,” his eye pupils turned white while radiating white light. Behind him, seven swords with white blades radiating in white light appeared in a line. Maritinosi then called out, “Haste activate!” On a fast pace, Maritinosi moved to the left, and he grabbed one of the seven swords floating from his back and slew the bandit attacking from the left with it from the stomach to the groin, and the bandit fell and died. Everyone from the scene was shocked to see Maritinosi using a new skill and slaying one of the bandits with just one hit. The bandit commander who attacks from the centre released a fully charged ball of Sun flare energy towards Maritinosi. The magic ball was big and moving very fast. The bandit attacking from the right with daggers panicked and stepped back to avoid the Sun flare attack. It was too late for Maritinosi to evade the Sun Flare magic ball, and Maritinosi was still holding a magic sword in his right hand. He raised his left hand, and the six floating swords from his back quickly moved and surrounded him in a circular position. The swords released electrical energy moving from one blade to another to form an electrical shield. The Sun flare collided with the shield formed by the swords, and it exploded. The explosion caused massive smoke around Maritinosi, and everybody thought that Maritinosi met his demise. When the smoke and dust cleared, Maritinosi was standing there unharmed and protected by an electric shield. I was amazed, and I asked Zuka, “Did this boy discover this new skill during the training?”

Zuka was looking confused and puzzled as well, “I did not know that this boy acquired a new skill. He did not tell us anything about it, or maybe he just discovered it right now. My Lord, what kind of skill is this? I have never heard about it.”

I replied, “The blades of the moon? Though I am ignorant about many things in this world, I know all the magic skills, techniques, and spells listed in ‗The infernal and heavenly tome.' Do you think this skill is impressive, huh? According to the information recorded in the infernal and heavenly tome, he is the first person to acquire this skill. Believe me when I say that this skill is not that special compared to the top skills possessed by other beings in Midavania.”

The bandit in the crude tier level was also shocked to see his spell counteracted, and he said, “There is no way this boy is in the sapless tier level. No person in the Sapless tier can use a skill to defend against the higher magic spell of the Crude tier level.” Dineo was amazed to see her little brother surrounded by the floating swords that emit an electrical shield that can block a powerful spell from a powerful opponent. Because of excitement, Dineo gained a little strength to sit up and watch her brother. The village chief looked at his mother, “Mother, he is now strong.

If we team up with him, we can attack Matjoro at the same time.

The three of us will surely win.”

His mother responded, “You are right Kanunu. First, kill that bandit that uses flying daggers so that when we attack Matjoro, we will not have any distractions.”

When the village chief was preparing to attack the bandit from the right, Maritinosi launched another surprise magic, ‗paralyse shock' at the bandit with flying daggers, and the bandit collapsed.

Everyone was amazed at how quickly Maritinosi was killing the bandits with no effort. The village chief ceased attacking because his target died instantly; with fear in his eyes, he said to his mother, “Mother, we were wrong to let the villagers mistreat this boy. Look at him now. He is almost invincible, and if he is to treat us like enemies after this battle, I am not sure we can be his opponent.”

The chief's mother was appalled to see the quickness of magic attack from Maritinosi, and she remained speechless.

Matjoro was irritated by how his men were dying like flies, and he spoke to one of his last powerful bandit minions, “You are a commander of my men, and your power level is above this kid. It is disappointing that you did not manage to kill him even with the help of your comrades. Are you confident that you can kill him by yourself?”

The bandit commander smiled, “Boss, I can kill this boy with ease. He has not yet seen my true power.”

Maritinosi pointed his finger at the bandit commander and boldly said, “It is time for you to die,” and he shouted, “Skill, the blades of the moon, piercing wind needles.”

Immediately all the seven swords shattered into thousands of small swords that are the same size as needles. The needles quickly charged at the bandit commander like a fast-dropping rain. Matjoro realized that the bandit commander would not be able to evade or defend against Maritinosi's attack on time, and he moved quickly to the front of the commander and shouted a defensive spell, “Riper tier magic, black flame shield,” Before his hand, a black magic circle with four rings appeared, and instantly the black flame barrier shielded him and the bandit commander. After seeing his powerful skill blocked, Maritinosi was shocked to see it counteracted easily with just a magic spell.

Matjoro laughed and uttered the words to Maritinosi, “Ahahahaha, Stupid boy, you are no match for someone like me. Even if that old fossil and her son were to back you up, you would not have a chance against someone on the Riper tiers. I have to admit that your strange powers and skills are powerful, but still, you are no match for someone on my level. I will now take it upon myself to kill you right now! With this kind of ability, you will become a nuisance in the future if you do not die right now. Now let me see how you will defend against this,” Matjoro shouted, “Skill! the infernal larva of Diaros!”

Maritinosi was a bit irritated by the power of Matjoro, and he tried to be brave, “Hmm, bring it on, Matjoro.”

I was in a panic, and I told Zuka, “Oh no, this is bad.”

Zuka sensed the panic in my tone, and he asked, “What is the matter, Lord Khash?”

I informed Zuka, “This skill is very dangerous. I am afraid our little friend here will not be able to defend against the skill of this magnitude. This power will wipe out this entire village and make it completely disappear from the map. Maritinosi cannot survive this.”

Zuka replied, “Honestly, I do not see where the problem is. This boy is a mortal, and in the future, he will die of old age anyway. We found him helpless, and I do not see him ascending to the heavenly tier level any time soon. Anyone below the heavenly tier level is a mortal. Even those in the Substantial tier level live longer, but they are still mortals. We can find another person to guide us through this continent.”

I looked at Zuka, and in a calm voice, I explained, “To tell you the truth, I like this boy, and I do not want his story to end now. That is no longer about him being our guide. I want to see his story, and I would enjoy watching him get strong to shame those who bullied him for being weak. This boy reminds me of someone who was once weak and bullied all his entire life. That someone died with a sad ending without having to celebrate anything in his life. I want to do something special for this boy. Though it was my first goal to explore this world, there is no need to rush and explore it with haste because we have an eternity in our hands. I, the High God want to see the journey of this young man. Do you object to my decision?”

With fear in his eyes, Zuka replied, “My Lord, I am sorry to suggest that he is not of any importance to you. I will not object, my Lord. Your decision is absolute,” Zuka then asked, “Lord Khash, do you want me to go outside and help him?”

I said to Zuka, “Yes, please help him. I do have a plan, but first, let me inform this boy about my plan.”

I used telepathic communication to connect with Maritinosi. I cleared my throat and said, “Boy, listen to me.” Maritinosi replied, “What is it, master Khashane?”

“Look, boy! You cannot defend against the power of this magnitude. This skill from Matjoro will wipe out everyone in this village, and that includes you and your sister. Now listen carefully. I am letting Zuka help you this time, so I want you to pretend to summon a creature to fight on your behalf. Zuka will come out and use his illusion skill to pretend to be an angel, and that will intimidate Matjoro, and he might retreat for now, or else everyone in this village is doomed.”

“This is an excellent idea, but will it work? And what do I say when I summon Master Zuka?”

“Just lift your hands and say, ‗I summon you, the dark Archangel of death,' and I will create a fake summoning circle on the ground where Zuka can spawn.”

“Okay, I got it,” said Maritinosi.

The skill by Matjoro threatened the village chief, and he said to his mother, “Mother could that be—”

“Yes, it is,” Interrupted by his mother, “It has been said those three hundred years ago, a similar skill wiped out half of the capital of the northern kingdom of Masana, by an evil bandit boss. Could it be that Matjoro is their descendant? How can he have such a horrifying skill? By the way, we are all going to die now.” Matjoro was still in the middle of launching his powerful skill, and he asked Maritinosi, “Brat, can you feel it? Your death has come.” Dineo heard what the chief and his mother said, and she panicked and yelled, “Maritinosi! Run! Run, brother!”

Maritinosi replied, “Worry not, sister. This is nothing.” Maritinosi pointed his finger at Matjoro, “Listen to me, Matjoro. I give you this chance to surrender, or you and your minion will die.”

The village chief said to his mother, “Maritinosi must be bluffing. What can he do against the high level of this power? Is he trying to intimidate Matjoro or something?”

Matjoro responded to Maritinosi, “Is that supposed to be a threat? Boy, you are just a Crude tier level brat. Do not make me laugh. I will show you what true powers and skills are. Now die!”

Maritinosi also shouted a strange spell in a way that is not common to how mortals cast their spells. He lifted his hand and shouted, “I summon you, the dark Archangel of death!” Everyone was shocked to hear what he just said, and a strange dark purple magic circle with weird patterns appeared on the ground before Maritinosi. The magic circle was so big that it caused Matjoro to be worried.

While we were still inside the sea of magical energy, I said to Zuka, “Change into your true angelic form. After transformation into your battle form, you can teleport yourself into the middle of the magic circle before Maritinosi, and please do not kill anyone. By just emitting your Angelic aura will be enough to scare Matjoro, and maybe he will run away.”

Matjoro saw a magic circle on the ground, and he hesitated to launch his power. He was curious to know the outcome of the weird summoning spell by Maritinosi. When everyone was still amazed and shocked, a figure in a shape of an angel appeared in the middle of a magic circle on the battlefield. Behold, an angel with light brown skin, black wings, black eyeliner, dark lips, and wearing a black robe with red decorations was standing tall before Maritinosi. Everyone on the scene, including Maritinosi himself, they were terrified.

Matjoro was terrified by the appearance of the Dark angel summoned, and quickly he released his magic power towards Maritinosi to destroy him and everything. Zuka saw the magic power coming, and he emitted his angelic aura hoping that Matjoro will sense it and be scared. But things went opposite to the plan. After Matjoro sensed a strange and unfamiliar divine power coming out of an angel, he lost control of his power, and out of panic, he increased the attack of his magic power instead of cancelling it and running away.

Zuka understood that Matjoro succumbed to control his magic skill, ‗the infernal larva of Diaros,' Zuka then counteracted Matjoro's skill with his own, instead of just showing off his aura. With a loud echoing voice that vibrated the entire village, Zuka shouted his skill, and every single person in Marare village was terrified. Zuka shouted, “Skill, Wings of Great harpy!” His wings folded around him and beamed with a dark purple light. Zuka quickly spread his wings to release wind that blew ‗the infernal larva of Diaros' back at Matjoro. Matjoro's magic skill was broken into tiny pieces that exploded without having a major impact on the village. But unfortunately, Matjoro was caught up in the explosion and got severely injured, and his commander died as collateral damage. Most of the buildings were impaired because of the wind and explosions. The village became windy, and many villagers appeared on the battlefield to witness the summoning of a terrifying Dark angel. Matjoro was on his knees and injured, he was struggling to stand, and he looked beside him and saw his bandit commander lying dead on the ground. He freaked out and began shouting the commander's name, “Musa! Musa! Musa, what happened? Musa, you cannot die!” It was unexpected to see a cruel man like him caring about his fallen comrade. Matjoro looked towards the angel, and he saw that the angel was approaching and coming for him. He shouted at Maritinosi, “Boy, do not allow him to kill me! Forgive me. Please spare my life! If you spare my life, I will become your slave. I will become your dog, please! Please!” Matjoro was quivering and shaking, and he pleaded for his life.

Maritinosi was still shocked by the power displayed by Zuka, and he asked me, “Master Khashane, who are you, people? Are you human?”

I replied to him telepathically, “We are humans. Cannot you see we are flesh and blood? Do not forget whom we serve. We serve the most powerful Goddess, so never forget that. Everything you saw today was just illusions and tricks because we are not Gods or angels. We are just humans who are just slightly strong and wise, nothing more to worry about. With the Goddess on our side, everything is possible.”

Maritinosi said to me, “That is hard to believe,” He then looked at Zuka and called out, “Come back, my summoned Dark Archangel of death. Do not attack that fool any longer, and if you are able, please use your healing spell to heal my sister.”

The chief's mother looked at her son and asked, “What just happened? My son, what did we just witness?”

The chief replied, “I think we just witnessed a boy who used to be weak three days ago summoning a powerful angel today. His skills were amazing, and he can also summon a divine being. Mother, I do not know if we should celebrate Matjoro's defeat or be concerned about what Maritinosi will do to us. This village was not nice to Maritinosi, and if he becomes hostile towards us, we will all die. For now, we should focus on the latter and be concerned, because I failed to protect them from harsh treatment by villagers.”

Dineo asked Maritinosi, “Are you, are you really my brother?” Maritinosi looked at her and smiled, “Who else could it be, Dinyidinyi?” Dineo smiled after she heard Maritinosi using the funny nickname he gave to her when they were still little, and living with their parents.

Zuka used the healing spell on Dineo, and the villagers were amazed. The village chief Kanunu approached Maritinosi and begged him, “Maritinosi, can you please heal the other villagers? With our village crippled by this attack, we will be in trouble if you do not help us. We are going to suffer because of these losses. Our farms went on smoke, and our storage was burnt by the bandits. We will also have to work twice as hard to pay the royal taxes to both the kingdom of Zamusa and the kingdom of Dun land. Living in their borders, they have been bullying us for years, and with our villagers not in good shape, it is going to aggravate our situation and anger both kingdoms.”

Maritinosi looked at him and sighed, “Can you hear how selfish you sound right now? You are demanding help from someone bullied by your villagers for years now; do you expect me to sympathize with this village? I am taking my sister, and we are living. I do not care what happens to this crappy village.”

“Please, I beg you, If you stay and help our village, I will leave the throne, and you will become the village chief,” The village chief bowed down before Maritinosi and begged.

Her mother yelled, “My son, what are you doing? You cannot relinquish your position for this boy. You have divine right and strength to rule this village—”

Maritinosi looked at the old woman and interrupted her, “I just had a change of heart. I will now destroy this village before I leave. You people are not worth saving.”

Dineo was feeling one hundred per cent better from being healed, and she moved towards Maritinosi. She gently held his hand,

“Brother, this is our home. Please reconsider your decision, I also

hate these selfish people, but we do not have to kill them.”

Maritinosi looked at her sister, “I will spare the village for now, but this woman pisses me off.”

The village chief told her mother, “Mother, we are trying to reconcile here, please, understand that without Maritinosi, we will continue being bullied by the two kings and bandits. We cannot even defeat a bandit leader. How are we going to defend ourselves against the kings with half of the village crippled?” The woman fell on her knees, “Forgive me, young man, you may kill me, but I still support my son as a village chief.”

Maritinosi looked at everyone and shouted, “Listen, from now on, I am your new chief! Anyone who defies me will die! In this world, the strongest rules the weak. Now that I am the strongest in this village, I am your chief, so anyone who is against this notion should come forward and challenge me!” Zuka was standing right beside Maritinosi, and all the villagers looked at them with fear in their eyes. Maritinosi proclaimed to the villagers, “All of you servants, bow down before me, and I will take it as an apology and that you accept me as your new liege,” All the villagers including Kanunu, bowed before Maritinosi to show respect to their new chief. Kanunu's mother also bowed down, because her son was looking at her with a worrying expression on his face. Zuka raised his hand and cast a spell that healed everyone in the village except Matjoro.

Maritinosi said to three men from the crowd, “Go and bring Matjoro to me.”

They carried Matjoro, and they brought him before Maritinosi, “It was the bandits who killed my parents, and I still remember their face. I will spare your life for now, and since you are my dog, you will help me to find the dogs that killed my mother and my father.” Matjoro replied, “Yes, boy... I mean, yes, my Lord. Though they are many bandit rivals, it will be easier to find those you are looking for in this continent. If you can describe how they looked like of course. Please, my Lord, heal me from this injury so that I can serve you well.”

Dineo told Maritinosi, “I do not trust this person, brother.” Maritinosi raised his hand to the level of his chest and looked at his fist, “Worry not sister, if he betrays me —”

Matjoro interrupted, “I would not dare because I still value my life. Betraying someone with the kind of powers that you have, will be the same as committing suicide.”

Maritinosi proclaimed to the villagers, “Now we are going to rebuild this village. Also, we are going to build the statue of our Goddess Ashanti in the middle of this village.”

Maritinosi heard the crowd mumbling because they never heard of that name of a Goddess before. Maritinosi raised his hand and the crowd settled, “I know, I know, I know that you have never heard of the name of our Goddess before, but believe me, she is the one who gives me strength and this village will prosper if we acknowledge her divine power to rule over us. I will not force anyone to stop believing in God Kanisa, but this village is now under the protection of the Goddess. I will need the capable amongst you to volunteer to be the priests of the Goddess Ashanti so that I can teach them how to educate you about our new religion.”

Dineo and Kanunu were surprised to see their new chief starting a new religion. After seeing Maritinosi summoning an angel, they did not oppose his views, and they supported him and converted to his new religion.

The news of a teenage boy in Crude tier level who summoned a dark angel has spread across the continent of Musina, and many powerful people were curious about this young man, and some were alarmed by this news. Few people travelled to the village expecting to see an angel, but the angel was nowhere to be seen. The village started gaining new villagers in just a week, and various merchants and priests from different religions came to do business and learn from this new religion.