Most Powerful Entity in Academy-Chapter 57: Preparation
Raul POV.
Three tarot cards float in front of me.
They’re warping space-time so hard it’s like they’re telling the universe to fuck off.
I’m trying to understand them with aether.
I’m developing new powers.
Because my instincts tell me I need countermeasures for the Whore of Babylon that Kynar Voss will bring down to earth.
Space-time...
My favorite toy.
Besides that, there are a few other things I love and use frequently.
For example, dark energy and antimatter.
Because those power are really amusing to use.
’Raul, what you’re trying to do is blasphemy!!!’ Gabriel screams from inside me.
Because the three tarot cards in front of me are changing shape.
And in my hand is another relic, one never mentioned in the game, one I searched for and prepared myself.
Longinus...
The spear that pierced Jesus, still covered in his blood that somehow keeps flowing, as if it will never stop.
But it’s broken...
That’s why Gabriel is furious.
Seeing the weapon that killed God’s messenger in my hand drove her insane.
I ignored the pigeon and began filling the Lance of Longinus with aether.
The world screamed as if it were burning.
I can see the moment Jesus was crucified.
It happened because he told the truth. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚
The situation was so poetic that even I was impressed, but I quickly snapped out of it and drove the broken spear straight into the Fool card.
A sound erupted so loud it could have destroyed the world with its screams alone.
But I’m holding it back with my power.
Time is frozen, so nothing happens to the world, but the sheer amount of energy is still suffocating me.
Gabriel doesn’t come out; even if she tried to help, she’d die.
My hands are covered in burns.
Then a light enveloped the spear and blinded my eyes.
I pulled my hand back and looked at the spear.
The tarot card was still there, but it had changed.
The Fool cart was still there, and now there is a picture of a man standing at the edge of a cliff, using the spear in his hand as a walking stick.
I sighed.
I still have pieces I need to apply to The Death and The Hanged Man and make usable.
The spear was now in its complete form: three meters long, decorated with golden engravings, and simply lethal.
The weapon soaked in Jesus’s blood had a few crimson details.
It could no longer be called Longinus.
I named it Judas.
The next relic is Saladin Ayyubi’s Crown.
Yes, the one I want to fuse with The Death card.
It still carries a massive amount of divinity.
The meaning of the Death card is the beginning after the end, or the death of the old self and the birth of the new.
Saladin Ayyubi, aka the Conqueror of Jerusalem.
A great commander.
He killed countless people, but all were enemies of his faith, and his contributions were immense.
In this world, every figure from my previous world existed.
But with differences. Here, he wasn’t the nightmare of the Crusaders.
The reason: he was the man who resolved the thought conflict within the Submission faith.
There had been an internal conflict once, and he was one of the kings at that time and was really religious.
All the other figures and Christian heroes existed more or less the same as in my old world.
Even now, there are problems within the Submission faith, but thanks to Saintess Maria, things are calm.
When I fused the crown, the same kind of glow appeared.
I named this crown Corona Mors.
Meaning: Crown of Death.
A crown with golden engravings, radiating a strange sense of nobility and power.
Finally, the last thing I prepared for The Hanged Man.
A noose appeared in my hand.
This is the rope Nuwa herself used to hang herself.
It’s told in Chinese tales but has no place in official mythology.
But in this world, it existed.
Though Nuwa’s act was foolish, because gods cannot die, she did it no matter what.
I pressed it into The Hanged Man this time, and pitch-black energy wrapped around the rope.
The meaning of the Hanged Man tarot card: forced surrender, completely reversing perspective, sacrificing the old self.
The three tarot cards were in perfect harmony with each other.
So perfect that when everything was done, I just wanted to say "absolute cinema."
The rope in my hand turned pitch black.
It used to be worn, but now it looked like it could hold anything.
I named it Humanity.
These three magnificent masterpieces I created...
The tarot cards were slightly scorched and smoking.
They needed to heal again.
I placed them back into my soul and gave them time to recover.
What remained in front of me were Judas and Corona Mors.
I wrapped them in aether, and I felt a change on my left shoulder.
A tattoo of a spear piercing through a crown.
A beautiful tattoo.
When everything was finished, Gabriel appeared. "Are you insane? What you just did could have destroyed the universe."
"Shh, trust me, Gabriel. The other primordials wouldn’t allow it, and the amount of energy needed to destroy the universe is ridiculous. At most, this galaxy would be gone."
"YOU’RE PROUDLY ADMITTING IT???" Gabriel lost it.
Relatable.
This angel has freaked out a few times, but I’ve never seen her this crazy.
A mace appeared in her hand, and she looked ready to swing it and shatter my skull. "Hey, Gabriel..."
"Hmm, got something to say?" she said, narrowing her eyes.
I bowed my head. "I’m sorry."
"Couldn’t hear you," she said, cupping her ear and leaning in slightly.
She was grinning; it was exactly what I needed to get pissed. "I’M SORRY!!!"
"Forgiven. Now go rest," she said.
But Raul’s vision went black.
He collapsed.
Time returned to normal.
For the first time, Raul passed out.
Because the weapons he created were things that went against creation itself, but he would pay the price.
Even if a primordial opposed him, they’d probably spend a few million years in Tartarus.
Everything is for a new beginning...
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