No one knows who the real Gods of this world are. The Gods like Raella, Alcard, and Guaron are named Gods who were deified by faith of their followers. Because of the accumulated beliefs that they are Gods, they became fake Gods, those that are at the borders of a Mortal and a God. They can still be wounded like a Mortal but they have powers similar to a God.

Yseif racked his thought process to think of a way to get out of this situation. But before he can come up with something, the attention was thrown at him.

“Now, since we’re here, why not get rid of this abomination?” Namial smiled.

“He’s mines! Don’t you dare touch him!” Raella said.

“What are you going to do about it?” Namial grinned.

“Namial don’t!” Speila shouted.

Ignoring Speila, Namial sent a flash of lighting towards Yseif. Although it seemed as if it was only a casual movement of her arm, the lightning was swift, powerful, and destructive.

*Zooom* the lightning came crashing at Yseif. Infusing energy into his right arm, a dark purple glow surrounded his arm. With a swing of his arm, Yseif sent the lightning away like a baseball bat slugging the ball into a homerun. The lightning flew straight towards Alcard instead.

*ZAP* Alcard sent a cloud of mist to absorb the lightning, dissipating it like a sponge absorbing water.

“Tch…” Namial clicked her tongue.

“NAMIAL!” Speila yelled.

Before Namial, Raella appeared with a swing of her jade sword. Blocking that strike, Lora, holding an exquisitely designed shield with a depiction of a fairy in front and a short sword with inscribed words on the blade on each hand, stood in between Namial and Raella.

“So close…” Raella grinned

“Not even, if Lora didn’t get in the way, you would’ve been the one hurt.” Namial rebuked.

“Is that so? You should pay attention behind you…” Raella smiled and backed away.

Turning around, a dark spear pierced through the sky towards Namial’s location.

“Sh—“

Before the spear can reach Namial, a wall of flame appeared, enshrouding Namial and blocking off the spear. Both the spear and the wall of flame dissipated at the same time. Aviell, who has been shaking this whole time, is now panting with beads of sweat on her face and her arms reached out like pushing someone. Her deep red eyes turned towards Yseif, paying attention to his every movement.

Alcard stood in place in the sky watching everything play out. A swirl of mist constantly revolving around him. Like a spectator, he did not attack and kept silent during the clash.

“Yo, you guys seem to be having fun!” Out no nowhere, Guaron made a remark.

He was not in his original location but next to the protected tree. Laid next to the protected tree were two unconscious female. One small and one bigger. It was the location which Yseif sat the Demon Maid and Sana down.

Guaron lifted his arm and reached towards the little girl. In reaction to his reach, a magical barrier appeared and bounced his arm away.

Re-adjusting himself, Guaron took a step back to balance his weight. Instantly sensing danger, Guaron brought his arms downward to block.

*Bang* *Ziinnngg* Guaron was shot upward like a missile, creating a sonic wave in its path. In his location, Yseif was standing there with his fist slightly bleeding from the impact.

Smiling, Guaron stopped his upward flight and looked down.

“Are you angered?” he asked.

“Heh, so that’s what we should attack?” Namial grinned.

Following her remark, Namial swiftly hurled bolts of lightning at the magic barrier.

“C’mon attack with me my sisters! We finally found his weak point!” Namial shouted.

“I don’t know about this…” Speila said, but still got in position to attack.

“Don’t tell me what to do…” Lora replied while moving to her position.

“…” Aviell silently just moved to her location.

The Four Witches position themselves on each direction of the protected tree. In the center of the tree outside of the magic barrier, Yseif stood there motionless.

Namial hurled her bolts of lightning, Speila shot out bullets of water, Lora sent waves of rocks flying, and Aviell waved balls of fire towards the barrier.

Yseif tried to block all the attack, whether it be using his body, countering, or destroying the magic, but he still couldn’t block them all. Some magic still smashed into the magic barrier. The light of the barrier can be seen becoming dimmer with cracks starting to shower over the barrier.

Raella stood there biting her lips. She was in a dilemma. On one hand, she wants to destroy Yseif but on the other hand she wants to protect Sana. Sana was her sister’s only bloodline, her only niece. She could care less for Yseif since it was his fault that her sister died. With her hands clenched into a fist, the whites of her knuckle can be seen.

Alcard watched as the Four Witches rained attacks against the magic barrier and on Yseif. Yseif’s bubble of dark energy in the shape of a Demon started to fade out with the accumulated damage incur while defending. Seeing as Yseif is now weakened, Alcard finally made his move.

Since he was already prepared from the start, his attack did not need the charge time it required. With a wave of his hand, another pillar of light appeared and beamed across the sky towards Yseif. Before the swift light can reach Yseif, Raella stood in front of it and took the brunt of the attack.

Gritting her teeth, Raella held the jade sword in front of her, creating a barrier pushing against the beam of light. With a little more push, Alcard increased the output of the beam. Unable to resist anymore, Raella was blasted towards Yseif.

Catching Raella into his arms, Yseif turned around and used his back to block the rest of Alcard’s attack. The beam of light broke through Yseif’s bubble aura and burned his back. His clothes were torn, his back wounded; It was bleeding while shredded skin can be seen. The Four Witches, despite a slight pause after Alcard’s attack, resumed their raining of attacks.

The magic barrier finally broke under the pressure. This time, Yseif guarded not only two unconscious female with his body but also the unconscious Raella in his arms. Alcard started preparations to fire another beam of light to finish off the group.

While gritting his teeth and taking a large amount of damage, Yseif whispered to himself.

“I don’t…care…what you do…but just…allow my daughter to…escape this situation…”

“I am incomplete, but are you sure you want utilize all that’s accumulated?” A voice answered and asked.

“If we don’t…now…it will be useless…anyways...” Yseif struggled to reply.

“This will ensure enormous strain on the vessel.” The voice informed.

“Do…it…” Yseif weakly said.

“Affirmed, utilizing the vessel as the shell…” The voice faded out.

“AAAGGGHHHH!!” Yseif screamed out.

The blood vessel in his body turned blue, his eyes deep shades of red. The dark aura released from Yseif’s body formed a dark ball of energy above his head, growing bigger by the second.

Seeing this, the Four Witches and Alcard finally stopped paused their attempt to attack. They have a dark foreboding of something occurring.

“AHHHHHHHH!!!” Yseif’s scream became more fury like.

The dark aura spread through the torn down forest wasteland, destroying all lifeforms surrounding the area. Trees, plants, wild creatures, everything was being mowed down.

Absorbing the dark energy, the golden bracelet on Sana’s wrist start to glow. An ethereal leaked out.

The dark ball of energy grew to a size of a mountain. Suddenly, it started to descend. Feeling the enormous power of the dark ball, the Four Witches flashed into a beam of light and flew miles and miles away into the sky. Alcard also did the same.

Before the ball reached the ground, a bright blue light flashed; it was an extreme contrast to the dark ball.

*BOOOM* when the dark ball touch the ground, a loud explosion occurred. Looking from miles away, Alcard and the Four Witches could still feel the pressure of the dark ball’s aftermath. After the cloud dust cleared, all that’s left of the once peaceful and lush forest, was a giant crater. A crater as big as the one which destroyed the Aldamedia Empire. This was the second coming of the Heaven’s Fall.

With nothing to search for, the Four Witches returned to their Fairy Garden. Alcard, after scrunching to find out if Yseif and the other are dead or not, left when he couldn’t find a trace.

Guaron was already gone by before anything of the events occurred.

***

In a different space, full of sunshine, flowers, creatures, wildlife, a clear blue sky, and a bright yellow sun, Sana can be seen in the middle of a flower field. Looking around, Sana was lost.

“Pa?” Sana cried out.

At a distance away, Sana saw a women crouching down picking up flowers. The women had bright pink hair with a braided tail flowing down from one side of her shoulders. She was wearing a green one piece dress adorned with nothing but golden silk embroidered on the seams. Standing up barefooted, the women turned towards Sana. Sana saw that the women was trying to say something. A soft whisper of words brushed by her ears.

“You…must protect…your…father…” the words sounded.

With that Sana, felt the world becoming a blur. Her hands instinctively reached out for the women for some reason. Something within her was telling her that the women was someone really close to her. Before anything happened, Sana opened her eyes, tears dripping down the sides of her face.

Facing the unfamiliar trees, Sana slowly got up to take a look at her surroundings. Next to her, she found her father and a Demon Maid laid on the ground. Raella was nowhere to be seen. Breaking down, Sana cried her heart out for her father.

***

It was sunrise at this location. Walking down a dirt path facing the sunrise, a small girl struggled to drag the body of a young man and a women wearing a frilly white and black dress. The small girl tripped, cut herself, injured herself, and pushed herself while crying. Trying not to injure the young man any more than he already is, the small girl was very careful. The young man’s back had many scars of war. The skin hardened from recovering from many large injuries.

The sun created a long shadow of the small girl. It painted a picture, a desolated but pure picture. It depicted the strength and resilience of the small girl. Her struggle to push forward although wounded and hurt. Her strong heart to protect the two she was dragging along. Constantly, she told herself,

“I have…to protect…Pa…”