Author's note: Hello guys. I'd like to take the time tot hank you all for supporting this fiction. I'm proud to say that the ending is nearing for this part of the series. I had fun remaking this, but there was some elements that were missing which made the original so special to me. I hope you all enjoyed the story and continue to rate/review/comment on it as I always like reading feedback.

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Inside of Raanan's elegantly designed house he stood in the kitchen of fine wooden tiled floors which were clean enough to eat from. He was grabbing a bottle of freshly prepared wine and poured the sweet smelling red liquid into the glass. He then grabbed ahold of it as he walked to his couch.

Once he got comfortable he sipped from his glass and rested his arm on the rested of the couch. He was expecting visitors so he wanted to be prepared. On the coffee table there was two more glasses of wine.

His visitors being other Nephilim opened a yellow portal to enter his humble home. He saw them and took a stand before he gave a bow to greet them. He walked on over to the female and gently grabbed her hand before giving it a soft kiss.

"Greetings my friends. I'm glad you could come on such short notice."

"I'm always at your service." Alvah said.

Alvah had dark blue hair and amber eyes. He was into gothic fashion judging from his attire which consisted of black jeans with a chain hanging from the left side, a black hooded trenchcoat, and a silver cross necklace. Black polish covered his nails and eyeliner of the same colored complimented his eyes.

"What did you need us to do?" Raziela said.

Raziela had short dark teal hair while her fringes covered most of the side of her face. Her eyes were a lovely green color and much like her brother she enjoyed gothic fashion. She had on a black leather sleeveless and strapless zip up vest. She wore black and red corset gloves and her nails were painted black. Her feet were covered in black combat boots and her legs wore fishnet stockings along with a white plaid mini skirt.

"It's time we came out to the world completely."

Raanan's most striking feature were that his eyes suffered from heterochromia. His left eye is red while the right is yellow. He has red hair kept nicely along with part of the right side being braided to rest on his shoulder. His clothing choice was always elegant. He wore a maroon buttoned up jacket along with cream colored pants.

"Explain." Alvah said.

"This world is a place constantly in peril. Humans aren't smart enough to understand what it takes to have a peaceful society. Something like that takes power and authority. And that is where the Nephilim come into play. We were born to rule this world which is why we exist in the first place. Why else would we have this kind of power?"

"Interesting." Alvah said.

"Rebuilding this world takes top priority. Then my mark will be felt on the world."

"You can count on us to help you." Raziela said softly.

Feeling that it was Raanan's rightful place to rule over the people of this world he wanted to let the others known that they weren't at the top of the food chain anymore. It was time for a new era. The era of Nephilim.

Seeing as how humans have evolved over the years they're still suffering from the same common problems: overpopulation, famine, hatred, crime, etc. It would take a being on a higher plane to correct all of these problems and that's exactly what he believed himself to be.

Raanan happened to be in contact with a powerful ally. An ally who he planed to unleash with Azazel's original plan to break all four seals. However, the end goal was very different. He wasn't concerned with Heaven he was concerned with the Earth itself.

Even with all of the power within his grasp would he be able to fix the problem the Earth was faced with? He intended to find out by declaring to the world of his authority over it. In order to do that he would need to be seen by a lot of people.

Unlike the events with Rikuto, Raanan didn't have a need to use any sort of violence. He merely had to speak and the people at the news station would listen even if they didn't want to. Whatever Raanan said became absolute his word was law.

Thousands of cameras came out and focused on the man standing among them. It was a beautiful day outside there wasn't any clouds in the sky just a beautiful blue sea. The people who held the cameras were obviously frightened, but began filming.

"Greetings everyone. Let me introduce myself to you all. My name is Raanan. Simply Raanan. I am a Nephilim. A divine being far above all of you mortals. I just wanted to clear the air between what has been going around. All of the rumors are true monsters walk among you and I stand at the top of the hierarchy. Today you'll witness what your new ruler is capable of. As we speak my followers are unlocking the instrument of destruction."

The news people grew very cautious and curious and one brave soul raised a hand, wanting to ask a question to the young man who generously allowed him to do so.

"Go ahead."

"Umm, Raanan. What is this instrument of destruction you speak of?"

"Something that'll bring forth the apocalypse. But, fear not if you're strong you won't have to worry about it. If you end up dead it simply means that you were weak. Anyways, sit patiently and wait for Belial's arrival."

Elsewhere.

As Raanan declared to the world how he would rule it. Alvah and Raziela were already out to plant the seeds of change.

Alvah appeared at the third location of the seal which was in an isolated desert far off from Tokyo. It would have taken anyone a long while to travel here, but fortunately for him he had the ability to arrive here in a matter of seconds.

He patiently walked around the long vast sands until he came across a green glowing orb of hunger. His hand slowly reached out for it as he knew this was exactly he was looking for.

"This is it. Famine."

Elsewhere.

Raziela was scouting around an icy mountain where temperature reached below zero. It was certainly cold but for someone like her she was immune to the dangerously low climate. She soared to the top with her black wings until she found the orb which released a yellow ethereal glow.

"…"

Her hand reached out to grab it which caused a large spike of energy to flash out. She floated back, flapping her wings to keep her steady as a figure appeared before her very eyes.

The figure had pale skin and was rather toned. It had a crown of throne placed on its head with some of it stabbing into his skin which had traces of dry blood plastered to his skin. Along his chest there was something seen moving around and soon it was revealed to be some mutated creature which ripped out from his chest.

The creature had dark skin and was shaped like a worm with sharp teeth. It growled at her and soon another one came from the other side of his chest and one even erupted out from his mouth.

"I... am Conquest. I conquer all who oppose me. Like a disease I spread my authority among the land." The horseman said.

Raziela remained silent and began to make use of her ability. She was a psychic with a mental link to an Astral creature. A creature who roams another plane of existence. This creature appeared to be a pink muscular humanoid taurus. Their shadows were connected to one another by her psychic energy.

"Taru."

"Nice of you to call me. Even if it's only during fights. I have wants and needs to."

"Focus on the task at hand Taru."

"Right. Fighting a horseman. No problem as long as I have some back up."

"You'll have plenty."

The horseman known as Conquest didn't seem to budge. He simply watched as Taru and Raziela glared at him.

Returning to Alvah.

The Nephilim had just unlocked his own horseman to deal with. The one known Famine. It was hard to watch this one. He was nothing but bones basically. His ribcage was seen through his skin and he looked like a little boy. He looked to weak to even do anything.

"Balance is crucial to the world's survival. There's always going to be someone who goes hungry for every person fed... I'm so hungry...! I need... food... I'll eat anything."

The creature fell onto the ground and dug his hands into the sand as he began shoving it into his mouth. Tears filled his eyes as he forced it down his throat and ingested it. Afterward he'd cough up clouds of sand before some saliva dripped down the sides of his mouth.

"…" Alvah remained silent.

"I'm known as a bottomless pit. Haha, a never ending appetite is a curse."

"You won't suffer long. I'm here to end it."

Famine simply stared at him, a large line of saliva dripping down his mouth as his hunger was starting to influence him.

Alvah and Raziela would have their work cut out for them. Will they fulfil Raanan's order of defeating the two final seals and unleashing Hell on the world or will they fail and kill Raanan's desire to become ruler?