Death... and me



"The reason I'm contacting you is not just to say the defense system won't attack anymore. It is also to say that this Spaceship is about to jump out of this Universe," Rean warned Waremis and Spiegel.

"What?!" Naturally, the two angels were not expecting that. "When?!"

"In a few hours," Rean explained. "In a few hours, this ship will attempt to leave this Universe. However, because of the damage it suffered, there is a very high chance that it will explode. I probably don't need to tell what will happen to anyone inside if that happens, right?"

Waremis nodded. "It's certain death for sure." As for whether he believed Rean's words that the ship could possibly explode or not, he didn't say. "So, why are you telling us this?"

"Because we don't really want you two to die," Rean simply told the truth. "We will order this ship to show you the path leading to a teleportation platform. There, you will be able to take a Spatial Gate that will lead you straight to the Heaven Realm. Of course, if you wish to try and leave this Universe, you can simply stay on the ship and take your chances. Roan and I have things to do in the Realm of Gods, so we won't be accompanying you if you decide so."

Waremis immediately shook his head. "We have our Clan that we can't possibly leave behind. We will naturally stay."

Rean already expected that. "Very well, System, point out the direction these two need to take to arrive at the nearest teleportation platform capable of sending them to the Heaven Realm." 

Sure enough, many holographic arrows appeared all around Waremis and Spiegel, showing them the path they should take. "This is quite a convenient feature of this system of yours. By the way, you know why we came to this place, don't you?"

Rean and Roan nodded. "You came after resources that could help Spiegel reach the Archangel Level."

"Exactly," Waremis was happy they still remembered. "Unfortunately, other than some weird materials, we found nothing else. Besides, we have only so much space in our Spatial Rings, so we can't just bring with us any junk. Can't you help us find something that could help us?"

It was then that Roan decided to ask something he had been curious about for a long time already. "Could you first explain to us what is happening in the Heaven Realm? After what we have seen so far, it is pretty obvious that something isn't right with all the other angels. Why do I feel like they are just puppets?"

Waremis narrowed his eyes, thinking about it for a moment. Spiegel then touched his shoulder and nodded at him. "It is not like it will make things worse if they know. The higher-ups of the other Higher Realms definitely know about it already."

Waremis sighed and nodded in the end. "Very well. The point is that the Angel Races had never been this 'committed' to the Heaven Realm's causes. We were indeed a lot more compassionate than the Devils or Cultivators, but it definitely wasn't to the point where we would give our lives for others that easily."

Spiegel continued. "Everything started millions of years ago. It was when that guy reached the level of an Archangel."

"That guy?" Rean and Roan remembered something. "Are you talking about that Archangel that you didn't know the name of? Now that I think about it, Spiegel seemed to get a little absent-minded when he looked at him before we entered the Spaceship."

Spiegel felt a chill on his back when he thought about it. "Fortunately, Waremis was there to wake me up. Yes, that's the guy we are talking about. We don't know who he is, where he came from, or anything like that. All we know is that the Heaven Realm changed with his appearance. Not counting a very few exceptions like our Clan, all the Angels Races in the Heaven Realm seemed to be brainwashed. It became an entity that seems to exist solely for the sake of its realm, regardless of the cost."

"So I was right..." Roan added. "How come it only affects angels?"

"We don't know," Waremis took from there. "We have been searching for an answer for a very, very long time. Our Clan's Ancestors passed this mission to us from generation to generation. As for me, I've been in charge of the Clan for around one-third of the time since that event."

"One-third?!" Rean was taken aback. "You said it has been millions of years since it started, right? Have you been alive this long? No, that's not correct. One only becomes truly immortal after entering the Space-Time Realm. You are definitely in the Elemental Space Realm, so you shouldn't be able to live this long."

Luan then guessed on the side. "He is a reincarnation, right?"

Only now did Waremis and Spiegel notice Luan's presence. "Who is this?"

"Don't worry. You can trust him," Roan said just that.

It wasn't like Waremis and Spiegel had much of a choice anyway. "Whatever. The boy there is correct. I'm a reincarnation of one of the ancestors of our Clan. That's why I hold a higher position in the Clan than Spiegel himself."

Rean and Roan had reincarnated themselves, so it wasn't hard to believe Waremis. "So that's how it is, uh? In any case, the Heaven Realm situation seems pretty serious... and at the same time not. They even have the strength to attack the Underworld now."

Waremis didn't deny that. "Perhaps you are right. We also thought many times about whether we were wrong or right. But in the end, we still prefer everyone to have their free will. That's why we fight it... well, that's why we wanted to fight it. Unfortunately, we kept quiet until now since we have never found a way to break this curse the angels go through. We simply can't find out how the angels are being manipulated. Believe me. We have tried everything you could imagine in this Universe."

Rean, Roan, and Luan had to admit he was right. After so long, no one could find out an answer to that. Yet, Rean suddenly had an idea. "You have tried everything in this Universe... but have you tried something from outside this Universe?"