3 Chapter 2

"Enlil, king of Gods."

The slight cheerful disposition in his voice which was present during the small skirmish had vanished.

His voice was ear shattering, even though he said it in a normal tone and too loudly, the sheer weight behind those words was just too much.

They were facing a God?! No… It can't be possible right?.. Right?!

However whatever they witnessed here, was no lie or illusion. Even if, "IF" he was bluffing, he was just like God to them who could end them whenever he wished, however he wished. 

He was God's Will. Will which subjugates others and tramples them. His law was the words he uttered. From thank you to kneel before me, those were his laws. Which were derived from his will.

Even those who were dumb got this much, he was truly a unmovable foe.

"Well well well. That was a good, too fancy to my liking, but a very good introduction."

Another voice was heard amid the agonizing silence. 

But who was this idiot to talk back to Enlil?!

Headmasters, who were aware of beings stronger than them, who could destroy the universe with a flick, existed, knew who Enlil was.

He was a force not only to reckon with, but he was . . . What was he? It was right on the tip of their tongues, right in the back of the mind. 

However they just…. forgot it?

No, something was amiss. What was he? What? Demon? God? Human? Dis? Something else entirely? 

The Voice which was heard before continued.

"Well, it's all dandy to have you back! But what's this? I found 'Your majesty' bullying some good for nothing mongrels!"

Enlil narrowed his eyes. He knew this voice very well. It was a surprise, but a welcomed one.

It was the being with same density and same level of existence as him.

The person finally stepped in the classroom.

He was feminine looking man with high ponytail and was in black shirt and pants with a katana tied to his side.

It was someone Enlil enjoyed company of, a company where the person would slander Enlil and then they would clash with each other. 

Which would often result in annihilation of the fabric of space and what not.

This person intrigued Enlil very much. This person would slander God himself because gods were nothing to beings like them. Of sixth density. 

'He' was like him. His will was law of creation, a creation which was in himself. A total separate being from whatever reality consisted of. A person he could never dream, ironic cause Enlil's father was Dream of the endless, to defeat until he was what he was today. 

This may seem like a reunion with jolly Wally atmosphere and drinks and prostitutes, I mean, they did that before...I mean, it was definitely not in a church. Definitely not. 

However, this cheerfulness and jolly atmosphere turned suffocating as the person was face to face with Enlil. He was quite taller than Enlil so naturally he looked down on him, well in both sense.

He was, Gudou God of sword which can cut reality and creation itself to assunder. 

He was Soujirou Mibu.

He had a smug look on his face with his hands in pockets. Staring down at Enlil.

Enlil was definitely above gods of this world because he was above the concept of collective Unconsciousness in here.

To make it simple, Gods and reality are what we imagine, dream, and what we perceive reality which is void, as.

In short, our collective Unconsciousness, from past, present and future and across the Multiverse, created everything and shaped it. Gods are strong because Gods imagine it themselves!

However, this was the third density only. What people call Law of one in this world, is regarding beings who are sixth density. Density is not dimensions. Density is a state of existence and with each increasing density, the distance between two grows infinite and above concepts of dimensions, space and time.

Enlil, after his defeat, which is right now is Fourth density being however, Soujirou is not a person you can gauge that is why he was perceived as sixth. 

Soujirou was not bound by density. He was god, not the one you pray to and prattle to and blame. He was god, in a sense he was absolute. He was a being who consisted of Taikyoku, the very concept derived from nothingness, which empowers nothingness, and birthed creation. Soujirou was the same, he created his own creation in him.

Even Enlil know his worth, which was below Soujirou. 

Seeing the look of unease on the face of Enlil coupled with Soujirou himself in front of them, all those present were mortified.

They were exhausted. Mentally, physically, even spiritually with Soujirou present.

Their relationship was.. complicated.

Soujirou was obviously above Enlil, yet treated him like friend, Enlil was below him, yet he couldn't stop satisfying his inquiring Soujirou about nature of his being without trace of gear. Soujirou slandered him once in a while but it was his nature since he was child, yet he was still considerate of Enlil. Not to mention they kissed once, out of curiosity of course. 

They don't talk about it anymore.

They would battle as well however it was more like Soujirou holding back to match level of existence and density of Enlil back then.

Right now, Enlil was even more weaker because he was struggling with the density he lost after being defeated by a certain being who was quite...uh...Meta.

Enlil was silent this whole time. How was he going to face one of the important being in his life like this? Even Enlil was worried about such things when it consisted of beings he cared for. 

Soujirou lost his smug look and gave a small smile as he patted Enlil.

Shock was understatement. What all those present felt was much much much more shocking.

This person not only made Enlil feel uneasy but he could pat him as well!

Just who was he?!

"Hmph, this mortals really don't know who I am?"

Her scowled.

"Whatever. Anyways, Enlil, I hope we meet again soon. You are not like your past self at this moment. You are weak. Struggling. You just aren't you and you can't even scratch me. So get strong Enlil. Then, we will settle this matter."

Matter? You might think it must be something very very very important right? Nah. This matter was just to clash swords, drink and party cause why not? Even they want to enjoy themselves, you know.

Soujirou turned around to leave, whistling with his hands in the pocket and 'accidentally' step on hands of some very very very good students who embodied all fucking goodness of humanity. Yes, that was sarcasm.

Soujirou then looked at the guy's screen who was writing this chapter.

"Why the fuck did you even write this chapter? It makes no sense. Well, whatever. I don't really understand you Meta beings. You are not part of my creation afterall…"

Ah well you see, I was just bored and didn't want to study. What's better than writing a fucking chapter, like a filler?

"Yeah yeah, you do you. I will head out. And don't bring me in story unless I can fuck Enlil, or fight someone."

That's..odd request but alright. 

Well, that's it I guess …

The god was schooled? That's what they all thought. This girly guy just came in, talked down to Enlil like he was nothing, and left.

Everyone was just blankly looking at Enlil who finally spoke.

"What the hell are you all staring at? Get back to your fucking classes."