Beneath layers of shadowy black wings, Sastiel, clad in a deep black robe embroidered with silver threads, slowly opened his eyes.
"This is..."
The moment he awoke, Sastiel sensed that something was wrong.
Though this body was still his own, this state, and this environment...
After some discussion, Adam and Sastiel completed their initial negotiations.
This Dark Angel, who had been pulled over from the past and had, on the level of consciousness, just joined Salvation Rose in slaying the Ancient Sun God, accepted the current situation with surprising ease.
"How should I put it? An Angel King who was an Ancient God Avatar truly was more worldly-wise than a Sequence Two."
Adam stroked his chin.
After all, the amount of information Sastiel had to accept was far greater than that faced by the Death Magistrate who had arrived in this era.
His three angelic colleagues—Wisdom, Wind, and Pure White Angel—had turned their staged rebellion into reality and devoured the Ancient Sun God's corpse; his consciousness had fused with the Ancient Sun God's remaining corpse to become an evil god named the True Creator; and his body had combined with spiritual will and other elements to give birth to an evil spirit...
If his mental resilience had been even slightly weaker, he might have been left wondering which version of himself was truly him.
Yet when faced with the olive branch Adam extended, Sastiel agreed after only a brief period of thought.
This also surprised Adam. He had originally thought Sastiel would hesitate for much longer, perhaps taking some time to understand the circumstances of this era first...
"There is no need for that."
Sastiel shook his head.
"To summon the past me alone into this era without being affected by the me of this era—such great power is no