The voice of the Moon Goddess lingered in the air, but its echo stayed as the lingering aftertaste of goddess poison. Michael stood still, golden eyes wide, throat constricted as the ghost of her voice still whistled across the fissures of his mind. "You should have remained forgotten…" Hollow, cold words ringed through him. And then, before any could utter a word, the air rippled. A blinding flash of silver radiance, hard, unforgiving shuddered down from the skies. It struck with the deadliness of a heavenly sword, hurtling directly for Michael and Lucifer. Lucifer's wings not minding that there are people watching unfolded in reaction, black and gold flames shooting out around him, but the light was quicker holy, unrelenting, the very light that had cast him out of Heaven. So it was not the creator's fault. It was someone else. What is going on with the gods? But before it could catch up to them.... Chaos shifted. With a glint that shattered the air, his hand sliced through
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