Omega Summoner

"It seems that you have very sharp senses when it comes to dimensions despite being a budling demon." The Fallen with four different heads stated.

"He is also not like any demon before the prime age which means he is special. I can feel both the energies of life and death from him." The Fallen with the appearance of three golden rings stated.

"It seems that introductions are in order. I am a member of the Daemos, Equinox. The woman to my right is a vampire and her name is Solstice. The man on my left is a werewolf and his name is Lycan." Adrian stated as he wanted to know the names of the two Fallen in front of them.

Adrian did not want to awkwardly call then Fallen Number One and Fallen Number Two. He might even call then Three golden rings and Four beast heads if he does not learn of their name.

"I am called Rikbiel." The Fallen with four different heads stated.

"I am called Pahaliah." The Fallen that has three golden rings as a body stated.

"You should have let us introduce ourselves." Solstice stated.

"Yeah. I want to talk to the giant angels as well." Lycan added to which the two Fallen laughed.

Thankfully, the two Fallen did not find offense from being called angels but instead laughed with the interaction of Adrian's group. The group also laughed a bit as it would be awkward if they did not laugh as well.

"From the way you phrased the sentence earlier, it seems that you can get out of this pocket dimension. Why are you not leaving if you can leave?" Adrian asked as he wanted to know the reason why they are staying first compared to how they got here.

"If you wish to learn that then listen to the truth. On why we are called the Fallen and why we rebelled." Rikbiel stated with only his human head.

"Let us start from the time of our creation. Let me ask on what you know about our creation?" Pahaliah stated.

"From what was told and on records, the Fallen are the first angels created by the Goddess of Light, but you were discarded as she did not find all of you beautiful or perfect." Adrian answered.

"You are correct, but we were not discarded because we were not perfect or beautiful. We were discarded because the Goddess of Light feared our power in controlling the light element. She got threatened for our great mastery on light elemental energy and blamed us for being lacking.

She was jealous of the Goddess of Life for creating Asmodians as she was only human as when she was born. She was a high priestess of the King of Twilight, but she was envious of the Asmodians that were the perfect beings. The first wave of attacks from the dark gods made lots of gods fall. The first ones to fall were the great gods that controlled light and darkness.

When she ascended to godhood, her first wish was to create beings more perfect than Asmodians. Beings that will represent light itself, but she was not a goddess of life. It seems that she learned of a rumor that the Asmodians were born from fragments of a god. With this information in mind, she gathered the fallen parts of the Gods of Light or divine beings that have great authority over light.

We, the Fallen, were her first attempt at creation to which a goddess of light should not have jurisdiction over. Since we were made from parts of fallen Gods of Light or divine beings that have great authority over light, we had varying appearances. She also only created fifty of us as she stopped when she could not create the perfect form that she envisioned.

In the end, the goddess of light had to beg one of the goddesses of life to aid her in creating the perfect being in her mind. In just one attempt, she created them, and that race is what you know now as Angels. The war with the dark gods finally intensified and we were used as cannon fodder by that pathetic goddess as she did not want her true children to die.

She also held back the angels on an all-out assault as she wanted the Asmodians to perish. Even if she used parts of gods and divine beings, she could not create the angels on par with the Asmodians. If she could not create the perfect beings, then she will kill off the perfect beings.

The goddess of light might have been our creator, but we are our own beings. We fought as hard as we can back then as we wanted the recognition of our creator back then. It was all for naught as many of us fell and only ten of us remained in the end. Although, it was also during the war that the goddess of light knew of our capabilities.

Since we are made of parts of divinity, our powers grew to almost match that of the Asmodians. Light became our domain to the point that the ten of us that were left are feared whenever light is present. This made the Goddess of Light jealous as she thought that we would replace her when the time comes that we obtain divinity.

She was supposed to give us support when the territory we were defending got attacked but not even one angel came. We were left to die so we made a choice that will save the only ten remaining members of our race. We fled the battle and the territory we were guarding got polluted by the dark gods.

We knew that we will be condemned from fleeing but we still did. Some of us even got tired of fighting and wanted to enjoy a human life. Some returned to fight for another day which the other gods took pity on us and did not blame us for being unable to protect the territory.

A few years fighting the dark gods, the surprise of nature sprung up on the world. A Fallen that transformed into a human managed to procreate to which we had no idea we were able to do. He had three children that had the look of a human when born but their real forms were like us.

Only other Fallen could detect them but they were raised as human children. The first Nephilim was soon born from the union of human looking Fallen and an Asmodian. The next generation of Nephilim are soon born and became another ray of hope for all living creatures.

But there was one goddess not happy with this development, she claimed that she must order the Nephilim as they were children born from her creations. In the end, she almost drove them to extinction. If not for the Nephilim that had the blood of an Asmodian that had mastery over time and space, the Nephilim would have perished in the war.

The war ended but it was not the end for our persecution. The goddess of light commanded the angels left in the mortal plane to kill our kind and the Nephelim. She knew that the other gods will be unable to do anything because they already receded to their divine realms and some gods needed to sleep for a long time.

When the Fallen and the Nephilim are almost wiped out, the strongest of the Nephilim and protector of the slab made a bold sacrifice. With her great power over the elements and even the arcane, she made sure to seal the Gates of the Silver City. She made sure that the angels can no longer go to the main world or return to their beloved city that was crafted by the Goddess of Light herself.

Just like the Goddess of Light wanted, she created the perfect being, but she was not directly part of her creation. She wanted to kill the being that she wanted to create just because she did not personally create it herself. With her remaining strength, she created a string of pocket dimension that we could hide from persecution as there were still powerful angels that were not sealed in the Silver City." Pahaliah narrated.

Solstice could be seen releasing a tear or two while Lycan is full on crying as he was an emotional person when it comes to stories about families. Adrian could also be seen as having watery eyes, but it was halted because he heard of a word that he never thought that he will hear again.

"This slab that the first Nephilim carried, did it have the carving of a tree?" Adrian asked as he also has one piece of this slab as he received it when he became the inheritor of his current job class.

"Yes. The First Nephilim liked the Asmodians more than the angels which is why she had a high position in their community.. She was one of the three that was tasked to escape with the slab that separated the barrier of the mortal and the divine realm.