Meeting my grandfather

At the same time I'm running another FF Percy Jackson: Son of Odin, it's about Riordan's Norse demigods, I also have a HP Fanfic: Grindelwald's Grandson that I'm releasing tonight

-Vers. Chat GPT

On the beach, a golden Ankh appeared, followed by the Justice League. They saw the Angel Azrael embracing a young man with white wings wrapped around his body.

Azrael looked at them with disdain and took flight to heaven with Ethan asleep in his arms.

She quickly reached the gates of the silver city that opened, and an Angel with falcon-like wings and a spear approached.

"Sister, whom have you brought to the Silver City? My senses vibrate non-stop. The child is a heavenly being and very powerful," said the Angel.

"Remiel, this is not the time. It's our nephew, and I have to see Father urgently," Azrael said.

The Angel was surprised and nodded. Azrael went straight to where his father was, with a line of Angels following her. Ethan was fast asleep wrapped in his wings.

God was waiting under his throne, "Azrael, you brought him home. Well done," God said, reaching out and taking Ethan.

"He is so small and fragile because of what they have done to him, my little grandson," God said, carrying him with a big smile. Amenadiel, Michael, and Uriel quickly reached their father.

Amenadiel saw the child, "Father, who is he? He has 10 wings on his back, and they look so familiar, like Luci's," Amenadiel said, looking at the child.

"Ah, my child, it's because this is the Son of Samael, Ethan Asher Morningstar, a pure Hybrid between Angel and Human, in a few words, my grandson and his nephew," God said calmly, seeing the three Angels panic.

Miguel saw the child, "Father, because he is in heaven, he is the son of Lucifer, he betrayed us all," Michael said angrily.

"Then, Miguel, shall we blame Samael for a child who spent his entire life chained and going through horrors in the mortal world?" Azrael said furiously, something that surprised the three Angels since it was not in his personality to be like that.

"Azrael, calm down and tell us how you found Ethan and in what state," God said while checking the wounds.

Azrael told how for 8 years she looked for him on earth in every corner. She found out that Lucifer was also looking for his mother and his anger when he found out about her death. The actions of the Justice League and Nabu had tracked down a sorcerer named Felix Faust, who was preparing for a dark ritual and had kidnapped hundreds of people to sacrifice them, which would serve to bring about a more powerful Hades.

Michael and Amenadiel snorted. They had fought with the Olympians and defeated them, but using the blood, bones, and flesh of an innocent and an Angel was something terrible. In the end, the appearance of the green thing in the swamp indicated Faust's castle because he dared to steal a splinter from the root of the world tree. When the heroes broke the protection, Azrael was able to find the child.

Uriel looked at the boy with pity and understanding when he saw the scars on his skin. Amenadiel also had a rather gloomy face just like all the Angels gathered.

"Michael, do you still think that the child should not be with his family?" God said with some fury that the Angels noticed. Miguel shook his head, and the Angels trembled when they saw their furious father.

"Then everyone will be the family of the Child, and no more talking. That's my order to all my children, leave," God said to the Angels, who agreed. After a while, only Azrael and Uriel remained.

"Daughter, tell me what else happened on earth," God said softly.

"Upon arriving at the castle, Ethan was not there. Death of the Endless took him to a beach to see the sea and the sun. When Ethan arrived, he was almost dead, but out of nowhere, he began to mutter some words. The more he said, the more his angelic power came out. He said the equation of life," said Azrael, remembering the events.

God showed an extremely big and warm smile and began to laugh, something that they had never seen before.

"Oh, Ethan came to the source because of his will to be free, to live, and to see the beauty of the world. It pushed him beyond the limit of a human. He is so imperfect and fragile, and in his form, the source pleased him and gave him the equation of life," God said, laughing and pulling Ethan's cheeks. It was a slightly frugal lie, but who would judge God? He was the same source and wanted to help his grandson, although Ethan was in danger while the great primordial darkness advanced. He wanted to stop it at all costs from reaching and almost died several times, but he kept moving forward, something that surprised God.

Unbreakable will, determination, as well as a great magical talent, equal to his grandmother's or even greater, but with compassion.

"So, Ethan has the same power as a Demiurge," Azrael said, watching his father play with the sleeping child.

"No, he is much more powerful than Samael. He has an unbreakable will that only humans have, but his body is mortal, and his soul is angelic. But over time, he will shed the flesh of a human," God said, looking at his daughter.

"So what do we have to do, Father? Do we have to protect the Child from Lucifer and from mother?" Uriel said.

"It is not necessary. Maybe everyone will train him, but at the age of 15, he will go to earth to live as one more human. He will take our will to the world again and protect it. That's my decision. Who named Ethan Asher Morningstar Nephilim, I name him my protector, taking the defense of the earth in my name," God said with a voice that rumbled in the sky.

Ethan slept for three long months. He was in the source of light, floating calmly. The light enveloped him and taught him things about the past, creation, the galaxy, and the history of humans and aliens.

One day, Ethan opened his eyes, and he could only see a sky full of stars. It was something beautiful. A voice came from his side.

"I see you're awake, my child," said a soft voice full of love. Ethan turned and saw a man sitting on a large silver throne. He was surprised he could see the colors even if it was only silver and white.

Ethan looked around the place, "Excuse me, where am I, and who are you?" Ethan said, confused.

"At home, my child. You are finally home. I am God," said the man, coming down from the throne and sitting on the steps, indicating me to come closer.

"So, the Death of the Endless brought me here. I'm dead," Ethan said, looking at the man.

"Ah, I see that you know the Eternals. If death found you, but you are not dead, your aunt Azrael brought you to me. I am your grandfather," the man said, smiling.

Ethan had a trace of surprise on his face, which God noted was amused. "Too many questions, right? Tell me what you know about your whole life," he said in a soft voice.

"Only what Lucien taught me when I was in the reverie. When we went with Cain and Abel, they told me that I was part Angel but that it was impossible to manifest the properties of an Angel," Ethan said.

"Ah, you visited the reverie. Basically, in your case, it is impossible because you are a Homo Magi, and angelic blood does not mix. But you are a special case, my grandson. You learned something in your last moments that totally activated your sleeping power. Your will to see the universe was much stronger than death. You saw all the positive and negative aspects of it and accepted them, as well as having the most important thing in all creation: will. When you walked in the dark at a steady pace, you learned something called the equation of life, the source of all my power, and I accept you," God said with a big smile, with Ethan panicking.

"So what will happen now? It's the source of your power, and I stole it," Ethan said in a panic. God saw him with a big smile.

"Oh, calm down, little one. It was voluntary. After all, I am all that exists and will exist. You did not steal or usurp anything. I deem you worthy, and you faced an old enemy of mine called the Great Darkness. Those black things that wanted to stop your advance were the very primal darkness," said God, smiling and ruffling Ethan's hair.

Ethan looked at him and cried a little. It was the first time someone showed him love or affection. God smiled and hugged him. Several angels arrived in the throne room, Azrael, Miguel, Uriel, and Amenadiel, watching how their father hugged the child with an affectionate look that they had never seen in eons.

"My child, look, all your uncles came to meet you," God said when he saw all the Angels around the throne.

God presented each Angel, and at the end of the day, there were only four: Azrael, Miguel, Uriel, and Amenadiel with Ethan.

Ethan, tired, sat on the steps of the throne with his grandfather, "Tell me, Ethan, what questions do you have?" God said, smiling.

Ethan thought for a few minutes, "Too many, grandfather. Who were my father and mother?" he said, finding the most crucial question. Two of his uncles seemed to have their faces shadowed by the question, Miguel and Amenadiel.

"Ah, your mother was a woman named Evelin Asher. She was a woman of science who worked at STAR laboratories. She was looking for a cure for some very bad diseases that afflict man. On the other hand, your father

Ethan looked at God in surprise, "So he's a demon, like the ones Cain told me about," Ethan replied.

God didn't say anything, but I saw a sparkle in his eyes. "We'll talk about that later, my little one. Now we have other things to do first: forge your armor and weapons since you awakened your angelic side. I give you the right to carry them," God said happily, with Michael and Amenadiel slowly denying dissatisfaction with what their father let the boy do. Azrael was happy, and Uriel was analyzing the situation.

God stood up and motioned for Ethan to kneel, which he did. God lit his hand in golden fire with hints of white and placed it on Ethan's head.

His 10 largest and strongest wings slowly spread out, an intense white light. Slowly, those wings began to come together in two, solidifying his power. A silver armor with golden touches and white clothes appeared on his body. On his back, around the base of his wings, a gold ring that disappeared was the Ring of an Angel. They were usually invisible, and the last thing to form on his body was his helmet, which slowly disappeared to reveal his face.

Then the fire moved to both hands and slowly began to take the shape of two white revolvers with gold trim. God found this funny, as Ethan's armor was the same one he used at the beginning of everything.

The fire around Ethan went out, and he touched the floor, kneeling in front of his grandfather with his eyes closed. When he opened them, they saw two golden eyes and a great power coming out of the boy.

God took one of the weapons and examined it, "Interesting weapon, a holy Revolver similar to the Winchester Ace. It is a conduit to shoot your energy. For humans, it will hit them with non-lethal force, but for evil, it will be unbearable pain or it will heal if its bearer wants it. I name them Redemption and Punishment," he said, returning the weapon to Ethan.

"Grandpa, now what do I do?" Ethan said, looking at his armor and weapons. God began to laugh.

"Now think about disappearing your armor and your weapons," God said, laughing.

Ethan began to think, and everything disappeared, leaving him only with white and gold clothing. So, five full years passed. Ethan was trained by some of the Angels from heaven in combat, and his grandfather let him learn knowledge from several human souls about things of the earth, although Michael said that they were mundane issues and other rude things that I don't know.

Michael and Amenadiel were the only uncles that I really didn't like very much. They were too indifferent and arrogant. Azrael and Uriel taught me everything they could.

Ethan was training, performing healing miracles with his uncle Raphael, the archangel of healing, with Raphael teasing him amusingly.

"Come on, Ethan. If you don't finish the healing miracle, I'm going to make hundreds of feathers tickle your feet," Raphael said, jokingly. He was a very jovial and affectionate guy with Ethan, especially after seeing that his whole body couldn't be healed due to the scars.

"No, please. The last time I almost vomited from that torture," Ethan said, laughing and remembering the past. In the last attempt, Ethan managed to form a complete circle with divine writing. Miracles were different from magic; they bent natural laws to the caster's will, while miracles made the laws act of their own free will. It would be like training an animal: if I do it with magic, it obeys the order because I forced it to do it. If it is with a miracle, it will comply with the order because it wants to do it.

Raphael whistled, amused. "Well done, a divine circle of perfect healing. It can save the life of a human on the verge of death," Raphael said, congratulating Ethan.

"All thanks to your uncle, who taught me," Ethan said with a smile. Raphael laughed. He was the complete opposite of Lucifer, who was arrogant. Ethan was kind and kind-hearted.

God, on his throne, saw Ethan with a smile. He had been watching him grow up and play in heaven for five years. He was identical to his father but so different. He had shown him the evil of the world several times, but Ethan had only shed tears of sorrow for humans. He had said, "It's our nature. We choose whether to be evil or lend a hand to humans, like those heroes that appeared or people like firefighters, policemen, doctors, or teachers. I won't judge all humans by a few," he said with God smiling.