Chapter 4

For the next few days, my mother taught me to access and manipulate holy power.

The Holy power was one of the most purest form of energies, said to have been originated from god of bible himself. It could be weilded by angels and fallen angels alike, and was particularly harmful against creatures of darkness, including devils, vampires, mythological monsters, youkai etc.

After two days of relentless attempts to wield the power, my system finally came through, creating a skill for it.

[Skill Created: Holy Power Manipulation] (Lvl 1)

My control over it was basic, but by the end of the first week, I was finally able to create a weapon from it; a double edged spear that glowed pure white, just like my wings. It was like holding a glowing L.E.D stick in the form of a spear but that radiated pure power and warmth. It was amazing, and I loved it. Holy spear became my first choice of weapon and after successfully creating it, I barely even touched the wooden spear that I'd been using.

[𝗦𝗸𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗖𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱: 𝗛𝗼𝗹𝘆 𝗪𝗲𝗮𝗽𝗼𝗻 𝗖𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻] 𝗟𝘃𝗹 𝟭

Especially throwing the holy spear was a lot of fun. It took some practice, but I can skewer a straw dummy in the chest from a 100 yards after the end of that week. Launching it was almost instinctive, the massive strength behind my arms powered the throw and my inhuman dexterity and senses made sure my aim was true. The Holy weapons themselves could be used at any range; Melee, short-range, mid-range, or even long range. It made them ideal choice of weapon in a forest filled with monsters.

After the first week, my mother deemed me good enough to travel. And thus started out journey from the ancient forest of Cedar in northern Iraq, to the kuoh city of Japan.

For the first few days, my mother kept a slow pace, and we barely covered 10 miles per day. After that, we started picking up pace, and mother finally realised I was showing absolutely no sign of fatigue even after we pushed more than 35 miles in a day. The huge power-up has made me superhuman, including my endurance and constitution. I was sure we could've gone much faster, but the monsters attacked us almost daily after my genetic revelation. It was so unnatural, that I'd ended up asking mom about it.

"Demigod's aura starts spreading once they know about themselves, which was the reason I did not reveal the truth before your sixth birthday. Your aura was already attracting monsters, give it a few more days and we might even have to fight dragons."

The monsters didn't give us a break. But this also meant mom was training me very seriously. Though our traveling time was now cut off by a large amount due to monsters and training montages, we made it up by going extra fast, covering over 5 kilometres per hour steadily.

After three weeks of relentless workout, most of my skills had increased. And mother finally let me face my first monster with a promise to not interfere. I've been stealing her kills for the last three weeks, and now it was time to hunt a monster on my own.

𝗠𝗶𝗸𝗮𝗲𝗹

𝗥𝗮𝗰𝗲: 𝗚𝗼𝗱/𝗔𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗹/𝗗𝗲𝘃𝗶𝗹 𝗛𝘆𝗯𝗿𝗶𝗱

𝗧𝗶𝗲𝗿: 𝟮 (𝗦𝘂𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗵𝘂𝗺𝗮𝗻)

𝗟𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗹: 𝟭𝟮𝟭

𝗗𝗶𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗲 𝗣𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿: 𝟴𝟬𝟱𝟬/𝟴𝟬𝟱𝟬

𝗛𝗼𝗹𝘆 𝗣𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿: 𝟴𝟬𝟱𝟬/𝟴𝟬𝟱𝟬

𝗗𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗻𝗶𝗰 𝗣𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿: 𝟴𝟬𝟱𝟬/𝟴𝟬𝟱𝟬

𝗦𝘁𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗮: 𝟱𝟱𝟱𝟬/𝟱𝟱𝟱𝟬

𝗛𝗲𝗮𝗹𝘁𝗵: 𝟱𝟵𝟬𝟬 /𝟱𝟵𝟬𝟬

𝗦𝘁𝗮𝘁𝘀

𝗦𝘁𝗿𝗲𝗻𝗴𝘁𝗵: 𝟭𝟬𝟳

𝗦𝗽𝗲𝗲𝗱: 𝟭𝟰𝟮

𝗗𝗲𝘅𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗶𝘁𝘆: 𝟭𝟯𝟬

𝗘𝗻𝗱𝘂𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲: 𝟭𝟭𝟭

𝗖𝗼𝗻𝘀𝘁𝗶𝘁𝘂𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻: 𝟭𝟭𝟴

𝗠𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗹: 𝟯𝟭

𝗦𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗶𝘁: 𝟭𝟲𝟬

𝗣𝗼𝗶𝗻𝘁𝘀: 𝟲𝟬

𝗦𝗸𝗶𝗹𝗹𝘀:

𝗖𝗼𝗺𝗯𝗮𝘁–

𝗔𝗱𝘃𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲𝗱 𝗦𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗿-𝘄𝗶𝗲𝗹𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 (𝟳/𝟭𝟬)

𝗚𝗼𝗱𝗹𝘆 𝗦𝗸𝗶𝗹𝗹𝘀–

𝗟𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗠𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗽𝘂𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 (𝗟𝘃𝗹 𝟮)

𝗔𝗶𝗿 𝗠𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗽𝘂𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 (𝗟𝘃𝗹 𝟯)

𝗗𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗻𝗶𝗰 𝗦𝗸𝗶𝗹𝗹𝘀–

[𝗣𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝗳 𝗖𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻] 𝗣𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗶𝘃𝗲

[𝗣𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝗳 𝗜𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻] 𝗣𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗶𝘃𝗲

𝗛𝗼𝗹𝘆 𝗦𝗸𝗶𝗹𝗹𝘀–

[𝗔𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗰 𝗙𝗼𝗿𝗺]– 𝗧𝘄𝗼-𝗪𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗱 𝗔𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗹

𝗛𝗼𝗹𝘆 𝗣𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿 𝗠𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗽𝘂𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 (𝗟𝘃𝗹 𝟮)

𝗛𝗼𝗹𝘆 𝗪𝗲𝗮𝗽𝗼𝗻 𝗖𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 (𝗟𝘃𝗹 𝟮)

𝗢𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗦𝗸𝗶𝗹𝗹𝘀–

𝗥𝗲𝘀𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲:

𝗟𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗥𝗲𝘀𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 (𝗟𝘃𝗹 𝟰)

𝗠𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹 𝗔𝗳𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗲𝘀:

𝗗𝗶𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗲 𝗟𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: 𝟳𝟬/𝟭𝟬𝟬

𝗛𝗼𝗹𝘆 𝗟𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁: 𝟳𝟬/𝟭𝟬𝟬

𝗟𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: 𝟵𝟬/𝟭𝟬𝟬

𝗟𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁: 𝟵𝟬/𝟭𝟬𝟬

Air and lightning manipulation was something mother encouraged me to use as much as I can. They were my divine skills, inherited from the god of sky, lightning, and thunder.

But for my first fight against a monster, mum wanted me to end the thing quickly.

𝗟𝗼𝘄-𝗰𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘀 𝗦𝘁𝗿𝗮𝘆 𝗗𝗲𝘃𝗶𝗹

𝗥𝗮𝗰𝗲: 𝗦𝘁𝗿𝗮𝘆 𝗗𝗲𝘃𝗶𝗹

𝗟𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗹: 𝟭𝟲𝟵

𝗧𝗶𝗲𝗿: 𝟮 (𝗦𝘂𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗵𝘂𝗺𝗮𝗻)

𝗗𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗻𝗶𝗰 𝗣𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿: 𝟳𝟱𝟬𝟬/𝟳𝟱𝟬𝟬

𝗦𝘁𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗮: 𝟴𝟰𝟭𝟬/𝟴𝟳𝟱𝟬

𝗛𝗲𝗮𝗹𝘁𝗵: 𝟵𝟱𝟬𝟬/𝟵𝟱𝟬𝟬

𝗦𝘁𝗮𝘁𝘀

𝗦𝘁𝗿𝗲𝗻𝗴𝘁𝗵: 𝟭𝟴𝟬

𝗦𝗽𝗲𝗲𝗱: 𝟭𝟱𝟯

𝗗𝗲𝘅𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗶𝘁𝘆: 𝟭𝟲𝟴

𝗘𝗻𝗱𝘂𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲: 𝟭𝟳𝟱

𝗖𝗼𝗻𝘀𝘁𝗶𝘁𝘂𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻: 𝟭𝟵𝟬

𝗠𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗹: 𝟭𝟮

𝗦𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗶𝘁: 𝟭𝟱𝟬

I knew this creature, mom had told me countless stories about them. Especially considering she herself was a stray devil now. Just the thought of her becoming a mindless zombie creature like this one was panicking for me. I wanted to go down into hell itself and drag ajuka Beelzebub here to fix this.

Still, the fight was anticlimatic. I launched my holy weapons at the thing as it ran towards me. It had good enough instincts to dodge the first couple of them, but could do nothing when I manipulated the wind around us to hold it in place. It didn't actually work of course, my air manipulation was too low for that, but it did make him stumble. And the next Holy spear was lodged directly in its brain, killing it instantly.

[𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗟𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗨𝗽] 𝟭𝟮𝟮

[𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗟𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗨𝗽] 𝟭𝟮𝟯

[𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗟𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗨𝗽] 𝟭𝟮𝟰

I dismissed the rapid notifs of level ups, instead beaming up at my mother happily.

My mother cheered and clapped for me, and proceeded to throw a huge party; which consisted of boar meat, orange juice and blueberries. She did try to make a cake out of those blueberries, but the attempt had been...less than successful. She was decently proficient in using demonic power, what with 6 years of practice, but a cake was something that she had no idea how to make. She just didn't have a complete enough image in her mind to make the cake.

I, the other hand, got another skill in that same day after trying to copy her. She'd already explained that part to me, on how to use the power of imagination and creation. I accessed the well of energy inside me, the demonic power flowing throughout my body. Then, using my will and imagination, I simply needed to envision the thing I wished to create. See, it might seem simple, but it wasn't. I tried going easy, and create a simple wooden sword. And thus realised, that a 'simple wooden sword' wasn't as simple as it looked. Your imagination needs to be Perfect for you to get the desired item. If I didn't imagine my sword having an appropriate length or width, the sword came out looking like a block of wood. I had to imagine it's shape, form, colour, curves, everything that makes a sword, a sword. It will definitely take some practice. But hey, atleast I got a skill!

[𝗦𝗸𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗖𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱: 𝗢𝗯𝗷𝗲𝗰𝘁 𝗖𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻] 𝗟𝘃𝗹 𝟭

Noice.

Our journey east was like an adventure that everyone wished they experienced in their life, but knew they never could.

Demonic power was seriously a game breaker. Most of the mundane issues in such a journey like this were instantly solved by a clever use of object creation. You need a place to sleep? Just imagine a comfy tent and bam! Problem solved. You need water to wash yourself? Demonic power got you covered again. Though our immortal bodies should get some credit too. We didn't need a bathroom, cause our bodies never produced waste. We didn't need to bath too much, cause our bodies didn't produce sweat. Brush your teeth? Nah, your angelic mouth's gonna smell fresh and clear everyday.

It was an ideal adventure we all imagine as children. The breathless rush of danger and chill– knowing there's are monsters out there looking for you in the night. The excitement and satisfaction coursing through your veins when you fight and slay the same monsters in the day. A trusty companion at your side that you know will do everything to protect you. No need to worry about the mundane things that usually made your trips a living nightmare. Damp ground? Nah, demonic power's got you covered. Mosquitoes? They're bloodsuckers, not ichor-suckers and whatever the hell angels and devils are made up of.

I dare say: I enjoyed the journey. Especially the time me and my mother spent together, figuring out more uses for demonic power. She knew that devils could cast spells using this stuff, but didn't know how to go about doing it.

Another enjoyable moment we spent together was when she taught me how to fly. The wings weren't just for show, you know. Not surprising huh? Well, it was to me. How can anyone use these precious beauties to do anything but admire them? But still, I didn't complain. Especially not once I finally managed to get in the air.

Flying.. another dream every child dreamt. The absolute freedom to go anywhere you wish, not being bound to the land as you leap to the sky, adding another dimension in your path. The absolutely liberating feeling–I will not be bound, for I'm free! No one can catch me! No laws will bind me! No struggle for money, no emotional crap, just sheer freedom and ecstasy of ascension. I felt it all. I experienced it all. I cherished it all.

And thus I treasured it. Especially the memories of my mother holding me, teaching me to fly slowly as she let go. The soft wind caressing my face, the currents of electricity sparkling in my golden blonde hair that I'd inherited from my mother.

I loved it.

And of course, I also loved the skill it gave me.

[𝗦𝗸𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗖𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱: 𝗙𝗹𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴] 𝗟𝘃𝗹 𝟭

Except flying, I also learned to use my divine side of skills. Namely;

𝗘𝗹𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗰 𝗗𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗲 (𝗟𝘃𝗹 𝟭)– which came from my lightning manipulation. I could now coat my wooden spear in electricity, shocking my enemies.

𝗪𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗠𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗽𝘂𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 (𝗟𝘃𝗹 𝟭)– This was just a subset of air manipulation. I just willed the air to flow faster and it became wind. But it did took a few seconds of concentration to turn air into wind. This skill however, enabled me to directly produce gusts of wind. My control was still barely enough to launch the wind through a one foot tunnel, blow away a few leaves from trees. After which it became wild and out of control, spreading back in the surrounding.

Still, it was weirdly satisfying in just using your powers for mundane things. The food is too hot? Here, I'll use my godly abilities to blow it cool. Even though using my own lips would've been better, the simple fact that I can actually use these cool abilities could never get old.

My training and slaying continued. For a month whole, I killed wild animals and weaker monsters, including low-class stray devils. At the end of our second month in the journey, we came across a herd of bull-men, with muscular bodies and heads of bulls. My mother informed me they were a herd of minotaurs.

Needless to say, I was quite surprised.

"But I thought there was only one minotaur? The Minotaur." I asked my mother, confused.

"They are different entities, Mikael. The one you speak of was the greek Minotaur that was trapped in the labyrinth, only to be slain by the hero Theseus. It was not the last time he was slain by a hero, neither will it be stopped by it's constant deaths at the hand of other Demigods. These minotaurs however, have no form of immortality. They do not disperse to tartarus, but instead die like mundane creatures. They are his subspecies, that wanders the world in herds like mundane cows. Be wary still, for they are carnivorous creatures and will not hesitate to attack you."

I used my observe of them as mum finished her explanation.

𝗠𝗶𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗮𝘂𝗿 (𝗔𝗹𝗽𝗵𝗮)

𝗥𝗮𝗰𝗲: 𝗠𝗼𝗻𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿/𝗕𝘂𝗹𝗹 𝗛𝘆𝗯𝗿𝗶𝗱

𝗧𝗶𝗲𝗿: 𝟯 (𝗜𝗻𝗵𝘂𝗺𝗮𝗻)

𝗟𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗹: 𝟮𝟯𝟮

𝗦𝘁𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗮: 𝟮𝟱𝟬𝟬𝟬/𝟮𝟱𝟬𝟬𝟬

𝗛𝗲𝗮𝗹𝘁𝗵: 𝟯𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬/𝟯𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬

𝗦𝘁𝗮𝘁𝘀

𝗦𝘁𝗿𝗲𝗻𝗴𝘁𝗵: 𝟮𝟴𝟱

𝗦𝗽𝗲𝗲𝗱: 𝟭𝟵𝟳

𝗗𝗲𝘅𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗶𝘁𝘆: 𝟭𝟵𝟴

𝗘𝗻𝗱𝘂𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲: 𝟮𝟱𝟬

𝗖𝗼𝗻𝘀𝘁𝗶𝘁𝘂𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻: 𝟯𝟬𝟬

𝗠𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗹: 𝟭𝟳

The herd of bulls seemed to have sensed my presence, even though we were scouting them from the sky.

Damn the curse.

I wanted to fight them, and tried to convince my mum to let me handle them alongside her. Up to no effect it seemed. My mother won't deny my any request...unless it posed a threat to my life. Then she showed me how strong her Will really was.

But I still persisted. And after a lot of begging and pleading, my mother let me fight the alpha. But only after she decimated the rest of the herd running towards us.

After that came my match. And I was excited...for the first few minutes of fight. Afterwards it became boring.

In the end, it wasn't much of a fight at all.

The only way the alpha minotaur could pose a threat to me was if he got anywhere close to me, cause he was way superior to me physically. He could probably crunch my bones into powder if I ever got in his grasp. But melee had never been my intention. I'd already mastered my holy spear throwing when in the air, and so I relentlessly peppered the thing. He was dexterous enough to dodge a full volley of my spears but with a skillful use of wind manipulation, a single holy spear went straight through his shoulder, crippling him, and another through the chest made sure he'll stay stuck to the ground. I then rained a volley of spears, ripping into his head and throat before finally putting him down for good.

[𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗟𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗨𝗽] 𝟭𝟰𝟭

[𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗟𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗨𝗽] 𝟭𝟰𝟮

[𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗟𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗨𝗽] 𝟭𝟰𝟯

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[𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗟𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗨𝗽] 𝟭𝟱𝟮

It wasn't really a fight, but more like a hunt. Perhaps if the beast had been smarter, It could've thrown stones at me. Considering its massive strength, it could've probably hurled some small boulders too.

What a disappointment.

I still got the levels though, and that's all that matters