The Guardians of Ressuim

"Outer space, meaning, an otherworlder? This is a first." out of the darkness, a middle-aged man with sunken eyes and depressed cheeks came.

This sickly-looking man in tattered black robes while having an obsidian black crown, the same color of his skin, on his bald head was the Guardian of Destruction who can only be called Destruction.

Spirit shook her head, not surprised with his arrival, "I have no idea. The spirits are not specific about it."

Behind the mask, a thousand voices spoke all at the same time from Element, "What about the time of its arrival?"

"Soon, the spirits say." Spirit frowned.

"This is troublesome. It may be the end of the world." out of nowhere, a big but comfortable voice resounded.

"Matter, good thing you're here." Peace pleasantly said.

The one who spoke is the Guardian of Matter and its name is, you guessed it, Matter.

"As you know, I am everywhere but since I always have some importance to do, I am ashamed to be late." the giant voice replied to the sagely Peace.

"You are everywhere but is still late?" Destruction snorted.

"Destruction, do you not understand that I only still have one mind?" the voice of the world replied, "Not that you would understand since you have your brain destroyed as well."

"What...?" Destruction squinted his eyes. He looked like a fool getting angry at nothing.

"We have no time to blabber!" at this moment, a thunderous voice reverberated in the sky and a chariot came down with godspeed.

The white stallions came down before the voice's echoes stopped. There was no wind nor impact.

From the grand carriage, an old man who seemed like the God of Thunder stood inside. His white curly and long white hair waved as if they were was underwater along with his long beard. His philosopher's cloth looked ancient.

He stepped down on his sandals. His ancient face was filled with worry and sweat, "This may be the extinction of the human life as we know it! Can't you take this seriously!"

"We are taking it seriously, we are just not panicking as you are, Life." Power mightily responded to the Guardian of Life's frustration.

At that moment, a goat stampeded to them. Its horns became longer as its eyes became bloodshot, "Human extinction, huh... sound fun..." a cool man's voice came out of its unmoving jaw once it reached them.

"You think this is fun?" the ancient man, Life squinted his eyes.

"Why wouldn't I, Death, enjoy such a thing?" the goat replied.

"Fufu~ eight Guardians all in one place? This is a spectacle to see!" a thin voice appeared as a young girl with a big smile popped out of existence. Her outfit is a little bit strange. One word could only describe it, bouncy.

She is the Guardian of Void. Void playfully floats on the air, sometimes, falling on the ground and bounces off without impact. She's like an unpoppable bubble.

"Yes, this is a spectacle to see."

Suddenly, all body hairs stood up. The one who talked was not any of the Guardians but a lone figure a hundred meters away.

"Who?!" Power immediately came in front as he posed in a battle stance. His battle-ax intimidatingly hanged on top of the world, as if ready to destroy it.

Void stopped bouncing.

Life trembled.

The goat went frenzy before it died, blood flowed and formed into a man with long red hair in a large blood-red fur coat. His face was lean and handsome like a model. However, it turned to an ugly expression as he frowned, looking at a man more handsome than him from afar.

Element stayed still as she slowly oscillated her head to the direction everyone looked at.

Matter stayed silent.

Destruction's eyes lit.

A particle of dust enlarged as it turned into what seems to be a brain as it was covered by a liquid, then a skull, until a whole body was formed. This entity is the Guardian of Creation. It was naked behind the clothing of soft light it emitted.

Peace frowned while Spirit brazenly stepped forward in understanding.

"Are you Ayensi Sole Tiowen?" she asked with a polite tone. Although far away, the mysterious man in white clothing heard it.

"So it is a name..." Peace muttered.

"An otherworlder..." Death with the long blood-red hair and Destruction who has obsidian-black skin looked at each other, not knowing what to feel.

"Yes, I am him." the man calmly replied as he slowly walked forward.

Ayensi Sole Tiowen smiled at this scene, thinking, 'So these are the Guardians now. They are all new. So at the very least, a few centuries have only passed since I came out of this world.'

He lightly laughed behind his smile, remembering his times back in Ressuim, in this world. How he fought and killed half of the Guardians back then before Heaven moved and Gods descended to protect the rest was a vivid memory to him.

After that, he fought against the Gods and made his place onto Heaven, now called Highest Realm. He stayed there as the only Godking in all of history and all of the worlds until he found a way to travel across parallels.

Ayensi continued, "No need to fear, I would like to talk to the representatives of this world."

"Fear?" Power raised an eyebrow.

Spirit raised her hand to stop Power, "We are the representatives of this world. We are known as the Guardians. May we know your intentions in coming in here?"

Ayensi became closer. When there was only a few meters apart, he shook his head while his hands were placed on his waist "No, no, I want to talk with your Gods."

"Disrespectful..." a thousand voices spoke behind Element's mask.

"I think it is blasphemous!" Life irritatingly tapped his foot.

Every Guardian's face darkened as Spirit replied, "Please, do not talk to our high Gods as if you're an equal. Everything and everyone is below our creators. No matter who you are, you are unfit to even see their feet."

Everyone agreed on her words with no exception.

But Ayensi only chuckled at this as he covered his smile. The frowns of each Guardian became deeper as they looked at each other.

If this being is against the Gods then this being is against every living thing!

'Hahaha! They still think that those Gods are the creators!' Ayensi found it very funny as he laughed on his own. He had been the king of Gods and he knew their faces and lies.

Sp they were still keeping up their high and mighty facade...

After a round of silent and subtle laughter, Ayensi looked down on them as he grinned, "Get Shiena down here, I want to talk to her."

"..." every Guardian had their eyes wide-opened.

"Are you perhaps... talking about the God of Highest, Goddess Shiena?" Spirit didn't want to believe it.

This being knowing the name of the Highest God was a surprise to them. No, most importantly, this being... he... he wanted to see their God Shiena as if she's a child.