Through the complex network of walkways in the citadel were a myriad of rooms, each with it's own devious secrets.
But one stood out, it was different, more safeguarded, buried deep within the gargantuan structure of a citadel, Azreal had finally seen everything and tonight he would find Azazel.
Most might be wondering why he was after this Azazel all of a sudden but it was linked to his past, his past as one of the most revered archangels in heaven.
He knew this fact and clearly remembered an event known as the Armageddon Of Heaven.
However without even knowing the cause or state of the calamity which had befallen heaven, he was unexpected executed as sealed in the blood of a certain angel.
That angel passed the blood to a demon and that demon produced a child with that blood, a child which later became Azreal Reborn.
He had never met his parents, nor did he want to meet them, now he was more focused on finding Azazel and learning the truth behind the Armageddon.
Armed with Orin's memories of where the priestess held as an abode he journeyed to find her.
Current he descend from the citadel's walls through a flight of stairs which appeared below his feet, it created more steps the more he descended.
He was in his student track suit, so was in his mundane form, looking down at the humans below cowering behind the walls of the citadel in the futile hope of redemption amused him.
A dark mist expelled from his body and slowly spread throughout the atmosphere, it got thicker when his feet touched the ground.
The surviving crowds of magi humans soon clenched their chest in pain wheezing and vomiting, the dark mist corroded their skins revealing the muscular system which lay underneath.
Although this didn't happen to all but the rest were afflicted with deadly boils which popped to release hot acidic liquids, when these liquids touched the unaffected skin, it instantaneously produced more boils.
This occurrence happened endlessly till the victim was dead, while all this went on the perpetrator of this act casually strolled over thier dying bodies.
' Ragnarok is a painful experience ' Azreal sighed as the walls of the citadel collapsed, leaving behind a huge unfortified tower, unable to be called a citadel.
He looked at his wrist band and checked up his score.
Name : Fabian Azreal Denmak
Talent : Unfathomable
Score points : 789,520,000
Status : Recruited
Kicking down the monolith doors of his.