Chapter 235: 001 – Prologue 1 : God Realm 1
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A torrent of water gushed forth in the vacuum of space crossing worlds and stars faster than one could blink.
It cut a line across star zones seconds before finally coming to a stop, when a great tree appeared in its path.
The tree extended on for what a mortal would call forever, it's shadow stretched further then the length of a solar system as it stood upright attacked to a world that was dwarfed by the tree.
The water torrent compressed itself together to form a large man, or rather a god, with a great ginger beard and locks of ginger hair that reached his feet.
He water went on to form a set of a cyan coloured armour that was reminiscent of coral, and finally in his hand a mighty blue trident appeared in his hand, there was lingering ichor on the tips of the trident.
The god descended to the world the tree was attached to and landed at the base of the tree, he reached out with a hand and gently caressed the tree.
"Guntree," the god called out in a deep voice, "I received a message to come here from the battlefield, has anyone arrived before me?" the god asked the tree.
There was a very long silence before the sound of deep rumbles thundered, exploding in the gods ears, any one within the system would have been able to hear the rumble.
"Alright geeze," the god complained as he massaged his ears, "I take it from your answer, that others have already arrived, I'll go find them myself," the god said rolling his eyes at the Ent.
The god strode around casually and mumbled softly, "Bloody Ent's, sleep for eons without doing shit and they still get mad about being roused."
He walked around for a while until he saw the figure of a familiar goddess, "Hades," he called out to the goddess who had bewitching long black hair and was garbed in a red cloak that held the images of skulls, that twisted around on her clothing as if they were being tormented.
"You're here too Pos,Pos," Hades cried out with a wicked smile, or at least it appeared that it was wicked but any one that knew Hades would be able to tell that that was her happy smile.
The god sighed in exasperation, "You have got to stop calling me that," he complained and started to walk past Hade's.
"Oy, stop being so moody," Hades cried out and grabbed his arm, "You used to be so much more fun when you just became a god Poseidon," she said with a pout and started to walk along side him.
"You know who called for us?" she asked Poseidon while glancing around, there were millions of concealment layers and barrier that was disrupting their sense's, so they had to do things the old fashion way.
Poseidon shook his head, "Have you seen anyone else?"
Hade's nodded with a smirk stretching out on her lips, "On my here I passed Michael and Azazel, they are slow pokes, so I left them in my dust, but they were heading here too," she said.
"Those two were together and not trying to kill each-other?" Poseidon asked in an amused tone, while in general gods were beyond all racial discrimination, fallen angels and angels still held onto a very deep rivalry that could not be curbed.
Michael was one of the leaders of the angels and Azazel was one of the leaders of the fallen angels they were like destined rivals.
Hades gave a bewitching smile, "I was as surprised as you are, but they seemed to know what this was about, it's probably why they weren't fighting, though they said that I'll find out after I got here, they said I couldn't miss it," she said in a mildly annoyed tone.
"I think I know who called us here," Poseidon suddenly said while looking up, Hades quickly raised her head and felt a slight tremor run through her body.
"That bloody madman," she spat while backing up behind Poseidon.
High up in the sky what looked to be a thick leather rope extended from one of the branches, with a glance Poseidon and Hades knew that it was no leather rope, it was a snake a very thick and long snake, that could wrap itself around a world and crush it to bits with ease.
But the snake wasn't the one that Hades was afraid of, the one she feared and called a madman was the god who the snake had coiled itself around and had its fangs plunged into his face.
Drops lets of venom seeped into the gods face as he dangled in the air from the maws of the snake, Poseidon leapt into the air and placed a hand on the snake's body.
He rubbed the snake's body gently and looked at the snake apologetically, "Akasha you can let go of him now," Poseidon said to the snake gently and met its eyes.
The Akashic snake looked at Poseidon hesitantly, then glanced at the god it was injecting with its venom.
It seemed to be considering things, before it rapidly pulled itself of the god it was wrapped around and started to flee in terror, "Freak," the Akashic snake left those words behind as it slithered of into space a disappeared from the senses of the gods.
"Why'd you ruin my fun Pos, Pos," the god said teasingly as he turned to Poseidon with an aggrieved look on his face that held four puncture wounds and green poison still coloured the wounds.
The main thing of note was that the god's one eye was covered by a patch while the other met Poseidon's gaze.
Poseidon sighed evidently the god before him had heard the conversation between him and Hades earlier, given who the god was Poseidon wasn't surprised.
"You promised not to bully Akasha any more All-Father," Poseidon reminded him, the god before Poseidon was the leader of the Norsic Tide, Odin, he was also known as the All-Father for his abundant knowledge of all things.
"That lazy thing hasn't even joined in the war efforts, so I figured I'd put him to use for once," Odin sniggered and laughed manically as the poison sizzled in his body.
Poseidon shook his head, he always knew that the All-Father was special, that same poison would put a god like him in to miserable agony for years, yet the All-Father would be fine he claimed that the agony gave him visions.
"Did you see anything?" Poseidon asked curiously.
Odin's eyes flashed as he gave exaggerated nods, "Another one managed to do it and just seconds, or hours, maybe day ago, it could even be a year or more, how long was I hanging there?" he asked in excitement.
"What are you on about you lunatic?" Hades questioned in annoyance, but she tactfully hid behind Poseidon when she insulted him.
"Kakakahaha," Odin sniggered and laughed not caring about the insult, that was the thing about Odin that drove Hades mad, you have no idea when he'll take an insult seriously or when he'll just shrug it off like nothing happened.
He was the real deal a true madman, and almost every god had lingering fear of him due to his crazed experiments that he'd conduct, word was that he even got himself killed by Adolin on more than a few occasions.
Odin truly feared nothing not even Adolin who could give him a permanent death with a snap of his fingers.
"Another one ascended to the top of the talent steps," Odin said joyfully.
"Impossible," Poseidon and Hades said together, they even noticed the Ent Guntree had stilled.
"The talent stairs are old they are probably malfunctioning," Poseidon said shaking his head, even the gods had trouble with the stairs, there wasn't a single god that reached the peek, most gods fell of by 40th and even Odin himself, the creator of the steps, had only reached the 49th step, so they would never believe it possible for someone who wasn't a god to reach the peek.
They didn't believe it the first time and they would not believe it this time either.
"That bloody trident of your is a thousand times older than my steps, is their anything wrong with it!!!!" Odin yelled in Poseidon's face, the change was as different of night and day from his earlier attitude.
"The steps are just fine and the two that I said reached the peek, did so, just because you can't do it doesn't mean others can't," he said angrily.
"I swear you old gods minds are pathetically inflexible, it's no wonder I was able to surpass all of you with such ease," Odin said disdainfully, it was true as far as age went there was no god that was younger than Odin, he was the youngest of all the gods.
He was the last god to be born 40 trillion years ago, and currently he was one of the gods that stood at the peek of the god realm.
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A torrent of water gushed forth in the vacuum of space crossing worlds and stars faster than one could blink.
It cut a line across star zones seconds before finally coming to a stop, when a great tree appeared in its path.
The tree extended on for what a mortal would call forever, it's shadow stretched further then the length of a solar system as it stood upright attacked to a world that was dwarfed by the tree.
The water torrent compressed itself together to form a large man, or rather a god, with a great ginger beard and locks of ginger hair that reached his feet.
He water went on to form a set of a cyan coloured armour that was reminiscent of coral, and finally in his hand a mighty blue trident appeared in his hand, there was lingering ichor on the tips of the trident.
The god descended to the world the tree was attached to and landed at the base of the tree, he reached out with a hand and gently caressed the tree.
"Guntree," the god called out in a deep voice, "I received a message to come here from the battlefield, has anyone arrived before me?" the god asked the tree.
There was a very long silence before the sound of deep rumbles thundered, exploding in the gods ears, any one within the system would have been able to hear the rumble.
"Alright geeze," the god complained as he massaged his ears, "I take it from your answer, that others have already arrived, I'll go find them myself," the god said rolling his eyes at the Ent.
The god strode around casually and mumbled softly, "Bloody Ent's, sleep for eons without doing shit and they still get mad about being roused."
He walked around for a while until he saw the figure of a familiar goddess, "Hades," he called out to the goddess who had bewitching long black hair and was garbed in a red cloak that held the images of skulls, that twisted around on her clothing as if they were being tormented.
"You're here too Pos,Pos," Hades cried out with a wicked smile, or at least it appeared that it was wicked but any one that knew Hades would be able to tell that that was her happy smile.
The god sighed in exasperation, "You have got to stop calling me that," he complained and started to walk past Hade's.
"Oy, stop being so moody," Hades cried out and grabbed his arm, "You used to be so much more fun when you just became a god Poseidon," she said with a pout and started to walk along side him.
"You know who called for us?" she asked Poseidon while glancing around, there were millions of concealment layers and barrier that was disrupting their sense's, so they had to do things the old fashion way.
Poseidon shook his head, "Have you seen anyone else?"
Hade's nodded with a smirk stretching out on her lips, "On my here I passed Michael and Azazel, they are slow pokes, so I left them in my dust, but they were heading here too," she said.
"Those two were together and not trying to kill each-other?" Poseidon asked in an amused tone, while in general gods were beyond all racial discrimination, fallen angels and angels still held onto a very deep rivalry that could not be curbed.
Michael was one of the leaders of the angels and Azazel was one of the leaders of the fallen angels they were like destined rivals.
Hades gave a bewitching smile, "I was as surprised as you are, but they seemed to know what this was about, it's probably why they weren't fighting, though they said that I'll find out after I got here, they said I couldn't miss it," she said in a mildly annoyed tone.
"I think I know who called us here," Poseidon suddenly said while looking up, Hades quickly raised her head and felt a slight tremor run through her body.
"That bloody madman," she spat while backing up behind Poseidon.
High up in the sky what looked to be a thick leather rope extended from one of the branches, with a glance Poseidon and Hades knew that it was no leather rope, it was a snake a very thick and long snake, that could wrap itself around a world and crush it to bits with ease.
But the snake wasn't the one that Hades was afraid of, the one she feared and called a madman was the god who the snake had coiled itself around and had its fangs plunged into his face.
Drops lets of venom seeped into the gods face as he dangled in the air from the maws of the snake, Poseidon leapt into the air and placed a hand on the snake's body.
He rubbed the snake's body gently and looked at the snake apologetically, "Akasha you can let go of him now," Poseidon said to the snake gently and met its eyes.
The Akashic snake looked at Poseidon hesitantly, then glanced at the god it was injecting with its venom.
It seemed to be considering things, before it rapidly pulled itself of the god it was wrapped around and started to flee in terror, "Freak," the Akashic snake left those words behind as it slithered of into space a disappeared from the senses of the gods.
"Why'd you ruin my fun Pos, Pos," the god said teasingly as he turned to Poseidon with an aggrieved look on his face that held four puncture wounds and green poison still coloured the wounds.
The main thing of note was that the god's one eye was covered by a patch while the other met Poseidon's gaze.
Poseidon sighed evidently the god before him had heard the conversation between him and Hades earlier, given who the god was Poseidon wasn't surprised.
"You promised not to bully Akasha any more All-Father," Poseidon reminded him, the god before Poseidon was the leader of the Norsic Tide, Odin, he was also known as the All-Father for his abundant knowledge of all things.
"That lazy thing hasn't even joined in the war efforts, so I figured I'd put him to use for once," Odin sniggered and laughed manically as the poison sizzled in his body.
Poseidon shook his head, he always knew that the All-Father was special, that same poison would put a god like him in to miserable agony for years, yet the All-Father would be fine he claimed that the agony gave him visions.
"Did you see anything?" Poseidon asked curiously.
Odin's eyes flashed as he gave exaggerated nods, "Another one managed to do it and just seconds, or hours, maybe day ago, it could even be a year or more, how long was I hanging there?" he asked in excitement.
"What are you on about you lunatic?" Hades questioned in annoyance, but she tactfully hid behind Poseidon when she insulted him.
"Kakakahaha," Odin sniggered and laughed not caring about the insult, that was the thing about Odin that drove Hades mad, you have no idea when he'll take an insult seriously or when he'll just shrug it off like nothing happened.
He was the real deal a true madman, and almost every god had lingering fear of him due to his crazed experiments that he'd conduct, word was that he even got himself killed by Adolin on more than a few occasions.
Odin truly feared nothing not even Adolin who could give him a permanent death with a snap of his fingers.
"Another one ascended to the top of the talent steps," Odin said joyfully.
"Impossible," Poseidon and Hades said together, they even noticed the Ent Guntree had stilled.
"The talent stairs are old they are probably malfunctioning," Poseidon said shaking his head, even the gods had trouble with the stairs, there wasn't a single god that reached the peek, most gods fell of by 40th and even Odin himself, the creator of the steps, had only reached the 49th step, so they would never believe it possible for someone who wasn't a god to reach the peek.
They didn't believe it the first time and they would not believe it this time either.
"That bloody trident of your is a thousand times older than my steps, is their anything wrong with it!!!!" Odin yelled in Poseidon's face, the change was as different of night and day from his earlier attitude.
"The steps are just fine and the two that I said reached the peek, did so, just because you can't do it doesn't mean others can't," he said angrily.
"I swear you old gods minds are pathetically inflexible, it's no wonder I was able to surpass all of you with such ease," Odin said disdainfully, it was true as far as age went there was no god that was younger than Odin, he was the youngest of all the gods.
He was the last god to be born 40 trillion years ago, and currently he was one of the gods that stood at the peek of the god realm.
A torrent of water gushed forth in the vacuum of space crossing worlds and stars faster than one could blink. It cut a line across star zones seconds before finally coming to a stop, when a great tree appeared in its path. The tree extended on for what a mortal would call forever, it's shadow stretched further then the length of a solar system as it stood upright attacked to a world that was dwarfed by the tree. The water torrent compressed itself together to form a large man, or rather a god, with a great ginger beard and locks of ginger hair that reached his feet. He water went on to form a set of a cyan coloured armour that was reminiscent of coral, and finally in his hand a mighty blue trident appeared in his hand, there was lingering ichor on the tips of the trident. The god descended to the world the tree was attached to and landed at the base of the tree, he reached out with a hand and gently caressed the tree. "Guntree," the god called out in a deep voice, "I received a message to come here from the battlefield, has anyone arrived before me?" the god asked the tree. There was a very long silence before the sound of deep rumbles thundered, exploding in the gods ears, any one within the system would have been able to hear the rumble. "Alright geeze," the god complained as he massaged his ears, "I take it from your answer, that others have already arrived, I'll go find them myself," the god said rolling his eyes at the Ent. The god strode around casually and mumbled softly, "Bloody Ent's, sleep for eons without doing shit and they still get mad about being roused." He walked around for a while until he saw the figure of a familiar goddess, "Hades," he called out to the goddess who had bewitching long black hair and was garbed in a red cloak that held the images of skulls, that twisted around on her clothing as if they were being tormented. "You're here too Pos,Pos," Hades cried out with a wicked smile, or at least it appeared that it was wicked but any one that knew Hades would be able to tell that that was her happy smile. The god sighed in exasperation, "You have got to stop calling me that," he complained and started to walk past Hade's. "Oy, stop being so moody," Hades cried out and grabbed his arm, "You used to be so much more fun when you just became a god Poseidon," she said with a pout and started to walk along side him. "You know who called for us?" she asked Poseidon while glancing around, there were millions of concealment layers and barrier that was disrupting their sense's, so they had to do things the old fashion way. Poseidon shook his head, "Have you seen anyone else?" Hade's nodded with a smirk stretching out on her lips, "On my here I passed Michael and Azazel, they are slow pokes, so I left them in my dust, but they were heading here too," she said. "Those two were together and not trying to kill each-other?" Poseidon asked in an amused tone, while in general gods were beyond all racial discrimination, fallen angels and angels still held onto a very deep rivalry that could not be curbed. Michael was one of the leaders of the angels and Azazel was one of the leaders of the fallen angels they were like destined rivals. Hades gave a bewitching smile, "I was as surprised as you are, but they seemed to know what this was about, it's probably why they weren't fighting, though they said that I'll find out after I got here, they said I couldn't miss it," she said in a mildly annoyed tone. "I think I know who called us here," Poseidon suddenly said while looking up, Hades quickly raised her head and felt a slight tremor run through her body. "That bloody madman," she spat while backing up behind Poseidon. High up in the sky what looked to be a thick leather rope extended from one of the branches, with a glance Poseidon and Hades knew that it was no leather rope, it was a snake a very thick and long snake, that could wrap itself around a world and crush it to bits with ease. But the snake wasn't the one that Hades was afraid of, the one she feared and called a madman was the god who the snake had coiled itself around and had its fangs plunged into his face. Drops lets of venom seeped into the gods face as he dangled in the air from the maws of the snake, Poseidon leapt into the air and placed a hand on the snake's body. He rubbed the snake's body gently and looked at the snake apologetically, "Akasha you can let go of him now," Poseidon said to the snake gently and met its eyes. The Akashic snake looked at Poseidon hesitantly, then glanced at the god it was injecting with its venom. It seemed to be considering things, before it rapidly pulled itself of the god it was wrapped around and started to flee in terror, "Freak," the Akashic snake left those words behind as it slithered of into space a disappeared from the senses of the gods. "Why'd you ruin my fun Pos, Pos," the god said teasingly as he turned to Poseidon with an aggrieved look on his face that held four puncture wounds and green poison still coloured the wounds. The main thing of note was that the god's one eye was covered by a patch while the other met Poseidon's gaze. Poseidon sighed evidently the god before him had heard the conversation between him and Hades earlier, given who the god was Poseidon wasn't surprised. "You promised not to bully Akasha any more All-Father," Poseidon reminded him, the god before Poseidon was the leader of the Norsic Tide, Odin, he was also known as the All-Father for his abundant knowledge of all things. "That lazy thing hasn't even joined in the war efforts, so I figured I'd put him to use for once," Odin sniggered and laughed manically as the poison sizzled in his body. Poseidon shook his head, he always knew that the All-Father was special, that same poison would put a god like him in to miserable agony for years, yet the All-Father would be fine he claimed that the agony gave him visions. "Did you see anything?" Poseidon asked curiously. Odin's eyes flashed as he gave exaggerated nods, "Another one managed to do it and just seconds, or hours, maybe day ago, it could even be a year or more, how long was I hanging there?" he asked in excitement. "What are you on about you lunatic?" Hades questioned in annoyance, but she tactfully hid behind Poseidon when she insulted him. "Kakakahaha," Odin sniggered and laughed not caring about the insult, that was the thing about Odin that drove Hades mad, you have no idea when he'll take an insult seriously or when he'll just shrug it off like nothing happened. He was the real deal a true madman, and almost every god had lingering fear of him due to his crazed experiments that he'd conduct, word was that he even got himself killed by Adolin on more than a few occasions. Odin truly feared nothing not even Adolin who could give him a permanent death with a snap of his fingers. "Another one ascended to the top of the talent steps," Odin said joyfully. "Impossible," Poseidon and Hades said together, they even noticed the Ent Guntree had stilled. "The talent stairs are old they are probably malfunctioning," Poseidon said shaking his head, even the gods had trouble with the stairs, there wasn't a single god that reached the peek, most gods fell of by 40th and even Odin himself, the creator of the steps, had only reached the 49th step, so they would never believe it possible for someone who wasn't a god to reach the peek. They didn't believe it the first time and they would not believe it this time either. "That bloody trident of your is a thousand times older than my steps, is their anything wrong with it!!!!" Odin yelled in Poseidon's face, the change was as different of night and day from his earlier attitude. "The steps are just fine and the two that I said reached the peek, did so, just because you can't do it doesn't mean others can't," he said angrily. "I swear you old gods minds are pathetically inflexible, it's no wonder I was able to surpass all of you with such ease," Odin said disdainfully, it was true as far as age went there was no god that was younger than Odin, he was the youngest of all the gods. He was the last god to be born 40 trillion years ago, and currently he was one of the gods that stood at the peek of the god realm.
