Ascension of the Nephilim



The whole Planesworld was in an uproar.

The King of the Planesworld was wearing his holy radiant armor and was going through a spell that would put his strength on the peak of Crowns.

Gandor Ellisium was also doing the same, and the Fafnir family had been deployed to act.

"The Greater God had died and has now been reborn? This is truly annoying! A Greater God's death means that the Planesworld will be the center of the conflict to come! We have drawn the wrath of Rhykestorn Ever! We made his wife lose a life! This is going to be very troublesome! Gandor, what of your clone?"

"He is... caught in a bit of a fix. I doubt he can come back here alive. But he can deliver an important package. I just hope that this little package will be helpful."

"A package?"

"A young man. It's a long story. But I believe he could be of help in the coming wars." Gandor explained.

"In any case, my clone has seen and can confirm the movements we felt. The Greater Gods and the Fallen, as are the Ancient Gods, are moving here. They are all moving to the Planesworld with great speed. Forget days; they'll be here in hours!" Gandor explained.

"And the Eldirch?"

"The awakening of Greed and the Code of Sheolrah's power has aided Impyernos in casting the ancient spell. Descending Moon. It's the entire planet that is moving in. Our stellar forces will be using all the energy it has to destroy it. It's good that we saved most of our attacks when the first one entered. But expect the Highwind family to infiltrate the land. They will surely use this to head to the major battlefields and awaken those Half-Fallens!"

The King could only sigh.

"Problems after problems. Soter. What do you see?"

"Darkness, my King. But with a small ray of light. Our future is grim. Both we or the Netherlands, are Destined to fall here. The power of Fate rages against Destiny, but all I see is a small ray of light."

Gandor heard it and fell into contemplation.

"Kid... Is this what you meant?" Gandor wondered.

"...Then so be it. Ever since we heard the truth from my daughter and learned about the battle that extends beyond the Greater Wars, I felt fear and had a greater understanding of my vast and infinite smallness of myself. We fight against Gods and Fallen. Those who bore thoughts, emotions, time, truth, movement, and reality itself. To think that the Gods and Fallen we knew about were not even the strongest gods. And now, for some strange reason, Destiny has moved its wheels and is rushing in to kill us all and enter the Era of Middle. Based on my daughter's words, it had been just over a year since the Nephilim awakened and rose to Crowns through Fate. Shocking as it sounds, we now see that it is not enough." Elistre Protos Endoxus could not help but stand and watch his kingdom.

"If the sun is to fall and all die out, we have to let that ray of light survive. This goes beyond the Planesworld now. We fight to preserve our future! We fight so that the End will not come! We fight against Oblivion, Decay, Stoppage of All, and we fight against End!" Elistre raised his sword, and all the knights followed.

"Set us out to battle! Everyone! You have your assignments! Gain a foothold in the Middle and prepare for the evacuation of our people. They shall stay on the Walls that Endured that stand on the edges of the Midlands. The curse of Dentro will be the greatest protection. Celestials will become Crowns. But in that land that weakens us, we would have the power to fight the gods and fallen who will be cursed! They will be at their weakest! Arise! Kingdom of the Light! Arise! Highlands and Fight! Rise not the highest point of the Planesworld, but rise and take hold of what we are Fated to do! Arise and save the Nephilim!" King Elistre Protos Endoxus declared, and all the Highlands trembled.

"Activate the warp pad!" The King commanded.

Gandor harnessed the great power of the Light and activated the great warp spell.

The armies of the Highlands were being sent down into the Midlands as the rain of meteors continued.

The first barrage was drawn in by Mezal, and they fought over the Misty regions. But with the thousand victories of Destiny, a mass invasion was now starting.

A grand war against the Midlands had begun.

WARP!

King Elistre breathed Midland air for the first time in hundreds of years.

Beyond the Walls that Endured, King Elsitre and an army of Holy Knights, Mages, Sword Masters, Archers, and all sorts of jobs and classes are deemed to be the strongest ones in the Planesworld.

"Make haste! We make a charge for the Nephilim!" The king ordered, and his army flew out.

The speed and order of the flight allowed the group to cross many mountains and would soon bring them over the many battles that continue to rage over the Midlands.

"My lord, sending us over that mountain range will bring us directly to the top of the battlefield. Are we not to head over to Kyros as fast as we can?" One of the generals who fought next to the King asked.

"This is still my kingdom! I can feel the pains and cries of the people as their blood is spilled into this land. Let us be what we are and give them hope!"

The army flew over the mountain and used various spells that countered any of the limitations that limited flight around the region.

The Seal of the King could suppress all magic as the Highlands made them.

With powerful speed, they flew over the mountains and saw the war below between the Midland residents and the alien invaders.

The flight of the army was so eye-catching that all of the warriors glanced up.

Some of the highest ranking Cardinals of the alien forces and some of the Eldrich saw the man and recognized him as the King of the Planesworld.

"Don't look at him!" The Cardinal shouted.

But then, the King flashed with great light, and it was as if he was the sun.

The eyes of the enemies who looked with evil to the king had their eyes burned out, and those who were of Midland felt their strength recover.

"Aliens! Welcome to my Kingdom!" Elistre moved forward as a massive Crown flew above him.

"AHHH!"

Many foes who saw the light were burned up as their eyes began to consume them.

"Fight on! Warriors of Midlands! Your king will help you!" Elistre shouted, and many began to shout and rejoice.

A great distance from this battlefield, the battle between Codes and Corruption was intensifying.

Sheolrah had regained her power and tried to hover over the sky as her darkling army fought against the golem. The Golems were strong and sturdy and would not collapse under the swarm attack of the Darklings. 

Though she was revived, fear was kept in her heart as she observed the Golem King, that had the power of a Celestial. But it had become dormant and quiet, and none of its power could be drawn out.

The elemental golems fought at the forefront and ravaged the beast in their charge.

The Fortress of the Nephilim warped close to the hole where the golems appeared.

Exodus floated over the Fortress, and amazingly, all the dead Darklings would disappear.

Sheolrah sensed the power that warped the slain Darklings as it was sent to the Fortress, and its energy and essence were being absorbed and converted into energy that fueled and healed the Golem.

"Impressed? This Fortress harnesses both life and Darkness. A Heavenly Abode made by Oikos himself! Designed to be the fortress of the Nephilim and his allies! Once we kill you, we will take your corpse and take your power for our own!" Daradiel smiled.

"This battle will not be the last of me, Daradiel! My prior death has alerted Rhykestorn Ever! You will see his wrath soon! He will kill you, and I will be the Prime Celestial Power in this universe!"

"If you win!!" The gigantic Exodia flew up and began to launch its attack as the two fought on.

Suddenly, a flaming portal opened up on the other side of the battle.

Impyernos appeared with skeletons of several half-fallen serving him.

His anger and rage had increased after what had happened. And in this, he found a suitable power that helped him grow stronger.

Yet another of the Fallen Phaulos that was sealed in the land appeared.

"You will all face the heat of my Wrath!" Impyernos declared.

But as he appeared and prepared to wage war on the battlefield, another team was already ready.

"Let's see if your fire can melt our steel!" Mezal laughed, and the Steele family stood beside him.