Raphael was in a deep daze. He seemed to see supernovae erupting, nebulae churning, and all the laws of existence taking shape.
None of this had formed naturally. Enormous figures were at work behind it all.
These figures were the rulers of this universe, beyond all questioning. An ordinary intelligent being was utterly insignificant before them.
So when one of those enormous figures wanted Raphael dead, he had no room to resist-
Why?
Though Raphael lay prostrate before them, his face bore nothing but a contemptuous sneer. Why should you bastards be the rulers?
What a strange world. It was so chaotic, so twisted, so unreasonable. Why invent lies about kindness, order, and morality, giving people hope they should never have had?
Suddenly, Raphael felt a warm power winding around him. It gave him strength again, allowing him to struggle to his feet and look those towering figures straight in the eye. He sneered. "Your greatness isn't true greatness. It's your position that makes you great.
"I despise you!"
Each figure turned an angry gaze on him. Raphael heard whispers. "Did the Oldest One activate those abilities of his?"
"No. He wouldn't be this weak otherwise."
"Why can he look straight at us when he's so weak?"
"Perhaps the emergence of humanity was a mistake!"
Rumble!
The scene before Raphael shattered. Everything went black, his eyes empty and hollow.
Yet he still followed the guidance of his spirituality. His arm blurred as he aimed the Curse Crystal at Erlin.
Pfft!
Already drained dry, Erlin shattered in both body and spirit body.
He seemed to see enormous figures departing. In that instant, he realized something truly had gone wrong with him.
But none of that mattered anymore. In the next instant, he vanished completely from this world.
The crystal in Raphael's