Is this really a Game?!

Ding!

[ The player has gone through an awakening. ]

Ding!

[ The player has successfully unlocked his race. ]

[ The race has been changed from Human to Nephilim ]

[ Error, not enough data to give any information about Nephilim.]

[Error, the system is unable to specify the boost in power the player has received. ]

Ding!

[ Player has unlocked new abilities ]

Ding!

[ Light Manipulation – Rank SSS ]

[ Darkness Manipulation – Rank SSS ]

[ Soul Manipulation – Rank SSS ]

Ding!

[ The player has received a boost to all his attributes. ]

Ding!

[ The system is unable to fully check the player's body, the data is not fully correct. ]

[The system wishes to perform an in-depth scan of the player's new body. ]

[ Accept? ]

[ Y / N ]

Reign woke up, and upon his awakening, a barrage of notifications took place as he calmly observed them.

He could feel that he now had a lot more power than before, but he was unable to bring out his status screen currently and had no idea just how powerful he truly was.

He had also gained three new abilities, each one being two full ranks higher than his lightning manipulation. Getting one such ability would already be a great boost to his powers, not to mention getting three rank SSS abilities, all of which were relatively rare and powerful in the entire universe.

Reign now had full access to all three, but he was still unable to properly use them as this was the first time he had ever come in contact with any of the abilities. Even the soul manipulation, which he had previously actually used to sense souls and to destroy or take them, was something he had no clue how to use other than how he did before.

He knew immediately that the way he previously used his power was incredibly simple and basic, but without practice, he had no idea how else to use it.

Reign first decided to say no to the system's request. He was not sure why, but he trusted the man in white and had a feeling that giving access to the system would not be a good thing, at least for now.

If he was to ever change his mind, it was as easy as telling the system and it would gain access to his body upon which it will be able to perform a full scan and give him a detailed report about his powers.

Reign then looked at the queen that had fallen down and was currently on her knees right in front of the lightning sea.

He slowly moved toward her, but without him even noticing, he wasn't walking but flying.

A pair of wings had appeared on his back, contrary to a couple of times they appeared in the past, they were no longer made out of mana and were real wings. One was completely black and without looking closely, one wouldn't be able to see the feathers.

The wing was pitch-black, and it was impossible to shine a light on it to make the feathers more noticeable as the wing would seemingly devour any light that came to it.

As for his other, right wing, it was milky white. The wing even shone a bit and made enemies uncomfortable to even look at Reign with the light blasting them in the face.

The combination of one side of the body shining and the other side doing the opposite made for a spectacular sight as Reign stood in the air above the queen.

She panted heavily and stared up at him, her face twisted in horror as she was unable to even speak out at first.

"Light, and darkness."

"Boundless light and darkness converging in one person, creating balance and giving ultimate power over life and death."

"How did I not realize it sooner?" The queen spoke in a calm, yet distressed voice.

"An angel of death in the flesh, right in front of me." The queen suddenly said with a trembling voice as she stared up at Reign.

"According to the pact." The queen suddenly said as she bowed down at Reign.

"This lowly one shall pay for her actions."

The queen suddenly raised one of her arms. The arm twisted before it became a pike that she used to stab through her chest.

The queen uttered no sound from wounding herself and simply coughed out blood before her body started disappearing in smoke.

"I hope your lordship will be satisfied by this." Her voice echoed inside the mana sea as the queen disappeared.

She briefly appeared back in the throne room, only for her heavily wounded body to disappear in an instant.

Not only did the queen leave the castle, but she also left the planet and made her way back to the abyss.

"What just happened?" Reign said in disbelief as he stared at the place where the queen was a mere moment ago.

"She was a puppeteer." A voice suddenly said behind Reign.

As he turned around, he was able to see Aethion and the dark copy standing behind him.

The dark copy, just like he, had two wings on his back and was floating in the air.

"A puppeteer?" Reign asked Aethon who previously spoke before glancing at the dark copy who was smiling at Reign.

"Many years ago, much before I was born, I heard that the abyss possessed multiple races that were many times more powerful than the rest."

"Some still persist and can be found in the depths of the abyss, while others are mere husks of their former selves."

"The puppeteers are one of the latter races."

"What did she mean by the pact?"

"I don't know."

"But I do." The dark copy suddenly said before waving his hand through the air.

The environment suddenly changed and the three were no longer flying above the mana sea but were inside a small office where three sofas and a table that had three cups of tea could be seen.

"Take a seat, and unfurl your wings, it's quite inconvenient to sit with them." The copy said as his wings suddenly retracted back and disappeared.

"Retracting them would be for the best, but I'm not sure if you can even do that right now." The copy smiled at Reign who looked at it with suspicion before his wings suddenly went back to his back and he joined the two and sat down.

"Oh, good job, most are unable to do that right after awakening."

"You said you knew what she meant, so speak." Reign said as he took a cup of tea while the dark copy smiled and sighed.

"So combative, alright, I'll speak."

"You see, once upon a time, well, a long, long time ago, the puppeteers were one of the most premium races of the abyss, their leaders were incredibly powerful beings that were as powerful as the strongest gods and could control planets and billions, if not trillions of beings with ease."

"That all ended when they started a war with the Immortal Army, you should already be familiar with the name, no?"

Reign simply nodded at the copy who smiled once again.

"Great, that makes it easier to explain."

"You see, the Immortal Army is entirely made up of Nephilims, and as one of the most powerful races of the universe, and one of the rare ones that are able to manipulate souls with ease, we were targeted by the puppeteers who wanted to learn more about our powers, and as arrogant as they were, they decided to wage war."

"That was a big mistake, one that cost them all their leaders and sent the puppeteers back to the abyss with their tails tucked between their legs as most of them perished in the war."

"In order to survive, the puppeteers signed a pact in which they agreed to be a sort of vassal race to the army, and with them being below us, they are not allowed to attack even the weakest of Nephilims, otherwise the pact would make sure they paid the price."

"Thanks to you not awakening before and technically not being a Nephilim during your battle against the queen, she didn't need to suffer the consequences of breaking the pact, but her actions were still bad enough to warrant repercussion."

"She was a smart one, deciding right away to wound herself seriously in order to try and calm your anger so that you wouldn't look for her in the future and demand more."

"I see."

"You knew all this time?" Reign asked Aethion who nodded at him before speaking.

"As you know, I had already known what you were ever since our souls were bound, but just like everyone else, I was unable to speak a thing before you were able to awaken."

"Why, why is it that nobody was able to tell me anything before?"

"That is because of the leader of the Immortal Army, the ancestor of all the Nephilims and the one considered to be the most powerful and the oldest in the universe."

"Raziel 'The Immortal'."