Honorific Name

The following day.

The Eternal Utopia, Avalon. After a long and steamy night, Aucuses sat on the balcony, his eyes closed, answering the prayers in the gleaming light of the sun.

The war of the gods broke the world even more than it already was. The battle between the Primordial Demoness and the Blood Emperor affected the entire northern continent, whereas other god battles were limited to specific battlefields but still had global consequences.

Nearly a million died. Disease, fire, and rot had taken the most victims with their bloody and twisted claws. The shores of the northern and southern continent become completely lifeless after being bathed by twilight and still darkness.

The world was wailing. He senses it. The scars of anguish and sorrow had already penetrated too deeply into the heart, and they could not be erased even with the most fervent hope. Only the times of peace can let it heal.

However, the tide of history was shifting in a direction that could lead to anything but peace and order. As the six gods leave the stage, the true protagonists of this era will enter and submerge the world in even more pain and suffering.

Aucuses sat straight in his chair as he heard Blaise pray for a meeting.

Then, he waved his hand, a flash of light erupted in front of him, and Blaise emerged, holding a stack of documents in his right hand.

The Angel of Miracles bowed. "I deeply apologize interrupting your reprieve, milord. However, this situation requires your immediate attention."

Aucuses nodded and motioned for the document. Blaise handed it over to him.

He opened it and flipped through the first few pages. It described the general situation with the church of the Lord of Storms. Then he stowed it, crossed his legs, and asked Blaise.

"Briefly explain the situation, Blaise."

Blaise appeared to have anticipated this, as he cleared his throat and began briefing solemnly.

"With the fall of their god, the Church of Lord of Storms collapsed."

"Our Lightbringers in the Trunsoest empire have already started rounding up all beyonders associated with the storms. Many low and mid sequence beyonders are eager to pledge their allegiance to us."

"There are, however, some extremely pious, faithful storm beyonders among them. In the name of martyrdom, they even orchestrated an attack on our church and Evernight church. Some even attempted to spread woven tales that blamed us and Evernight Church for all the suffering."

"The Storm angels and saints, Milord." Blaise took a brief pause before continuing.

"With the assistance of Churches of Evernight, Mother, and Combat, we have captured the majority of them alive. They have, however, shown no signs of surrendering to us."

He continued. "The entire Trunsoest Empire was also in chaos for a while due to the collapse. Even an angel of storm broke the law of the Night Emperor, but he was killed by the Night Emperor himself. This radical action calmed the situation. But the night emperor still wants you to deal with the storm situation as soon as possible."

"That's all with the storm church situation, Milord."

Aucuses was thoughtful, tapping his fingers for a few moments, contemplating, while Blaise waited patiently.

He finally made his decision. "Blaise, cull all the storm's angels and saints, as well as the most devoted followers. They'd been under Leodero's control for far too long. The suppression between sequences in the tyrant pathway is second only to the death pathway. So, whether alive or dead, their wills are completely subservient to Leodero. They are beyond hope."

Blaise didn't seem surprised, merely nodding and accepting his orders. But then he asked, a little hesitantly. "Milord, may I turn one of the angels into my marionette?"

"Izrial?" Aucuses chuckled. "Yes, you can make him into a marionette,"

He noticed a flash of satisfaction in his angel's eyes after receiving his approval.

Ignoring that, he continued. "As for the low and mid-sequence beyonders willing to pledge loyalty, accept them into the church. And, for the remaining angel characteristics from the Storm, give it to the saints who contributed the most to the war and aid them in their ascension to angel."

"Should we go through you, Milord, for every ascension?" Blaise inquired immediately.

Aucuses nodded. "Yes. Send me the detailed report on the chosen ones, and I will finalise it before you proceed. I anticipate at least four more angels by the end of this decade."

Blaise took the orders before asking a serious question about another important matter. "What about the faith, Milord? What should we tell the general public? The Storm is still believed in by one-fifth of the Trunsoest Empire."

Aucuses remained silent for a moment before responding by combining his fingers.

"Make an announcement. Let the world know that Leodero has fallen and that I have seized his authority."

Blaise gave a solemn nod. Then he inquired. "But, the Night Emperor?"

Aucuses said, while tapping his fingers on the armrest. "I'll speak with him personally. You carry out my order regardless of the chaos that ensues. This is essential in the long run."

Blaise inclined his head in agreement. Aucuses then continued. "Make an effort not to incite conflict between the Church of Steam and the Church of Knowledge. The Gods are exiting the stage of the war. Both sides have already suffered significant losses as a result of this war. While the empires fought their battles across the continent, there is a need for a brief period of peace and stability between the six churches. But, if Church of Evernight or Church of Combat ask our the support to deal with the invasion of Bayam, then send our troops. Faced with the growing threat of Death, Night and Combat should re-join their banner."

Hearing that, Blaise asked, hesitantly. "Milord, in the upcoming war of four empires, who should we ultimately support?"

"This is indeed an awkward situation..." Aucuses laughed. "Remain neutral until I tell you otherwise."

Blaise gave a nod. Aucuses continued after a brief pause in thought. "Begin suppressing both the Abraham and Antigonus Angel families."

"Blood Emperor?" said Blaise, surprised.

Aucuses shook his head. "He is the last thing you should be concerned about."

Despite his confusion and doubts, Blaise accepted the orders.

Aucuses inquired, handing back the documents. "Does that cover it, Blaise?"

"Certainly, Milord." Blaise bowed and took the documents. "I'll take my leave and leave you to your rest."

"Wait…" Aucuses stopped Blaise as he recalled something important and ordered him. "Remove the 'God of Contracts' and 'Guardian of Business' from my honorific name and replace them with 'Ruler of the Sky' and 'Progenitor of Day.'"

Blaise sombrely nodded. His figure began to fade away into light particles, and he vanished from the Avalon.

Aucuses sighed and leaned back in his chair, closing his eyes and basked in the sunlight for few minutes until Lilith emerged on the balcony, holding two cups of coffee.

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