Prologue
At the end of time, He shall rise and protect all His children against Void and its agents.
HOLD THE LINE! Iblis of Light threw bolt after bolt of Light magic into the horde of incoming soul demons. He watched as the relentless mass bulldozed over the first few groups of paladins and angels he had. WE CAN'T LET THEM PAST THE GATE!
«My Lord!» An angel swooped down and landed beside him, «They can't be stopped! Retribution and his necromancers are standing at the edge of the portal creating as many as they possibly can!»
Why? Iblis created several golden walls to try and hold back the demons. What is Retribution doing here? He hasn't tried a full-frontal assault like this since before the Crusade. He brought down several giant golden arrows from the sky. After those crashed, a large shockwave shook the ground and the demons stopped appearing. That should buy us a moment of respite. We need to regroup at the Bastion! Several of Iblis' commanders rallied around him, and they all traveled back to the Bastion of Light.
What do we have that he wants? Iblis conferred with his allies. Have we collected anything recently?
«No, sir. We haven't had anything notable in the past few weeks.»
Damn it all. What is he doing here? The massive stone doors closed behind all of them. Iblis sat down in his throne. How much longer do we have before he comes in?
Not long at all, Iblis of Light. Retribution tore one of the doors off of the Bastion and blasted the other one. Not long at all.
Of course you're here already. Iblis stood up and unsheathed his swords. My weapons are named for my Mercy and Wrath. One I shall withhold from you, and the other I shall smite you with.
Retribution grinned. We'll see about that. The two gods charged at one another. Iblis blocked Retribution’s strike and followed with a quick jab. The Black King dodged a few deadly swipes and swept his own arm at Iblis. The God of Light took advantage of this moment and quickly stabbed into his opponent's arm with both swords. Thinking quickly, he tore both out and ripped off Retribution's arm, then merged his swords and took one heavy swing. Retribution quickly jumped back and evaded the attack.
That's not fair. His arm regenerated quickly. Using the Holy Trinity like that. You know that blade could strike me down. I'm sure you remember how it killed you.
And you don't have anyone willing to sacrifice their lives to bring you back. What a pity. Iblis returned his blades to normal and glared angrily.
You know what makes no sense to me? Why you call it the ‘Trinity’ when you only use two swords? Retribution rushed forward and disarmed his foe. Not that it matters right now. Iblis jumped back to dodge Retribution's next attack and quickly transformed his mechanical arm into a blade. Retribution grinned.
So I see that you’re still using steel fibers in your clothing. You can create and destroy at will—why waste time with the steel?
Rebuilding is a lot easier than creating. Rebuilding is always easier than creating.
You're right about that. Retribution quickly and suddenly knocked Iblis back and into his throne. Just as quickly Iblis found himself strapped into his throne by several marble shackles.
What are you doing?! Let go of me! Iblis tried to break out of his restraints, but Retribution only strengthened them.
No, you're not going anywhere. Retribution grabbed onto Iblis' face and grinned maniacally. We're going to do a little rebuilding now. We're going to be doing over eleven thousand years' worth of rebuilding. The Black King's golden eyes began to turn light blue and white. Just remember to put everything right back in its place when you’re done. White lights quickly began to overtake Iblis' vision.