As Hellbitch is facing the old witch Deviara, not to say that Deviara is old, Hellbitch’s mom might be older, but it is the fact that she looks old.
In the forest that surrounds the witch hut, a force of blood and smoke rises within the gap of reality; a creature called Okrimlo, the evil god is summoned.
A ghostly figure stretches within the smoke and blood force, something summoned through not proper wizardry, but odd witchcraft.
Cursed by its own existence and summoning method, an evil god who had its body made from witchcraft; a plague on magic and life itself… Witchcraft fucks things up harder than most.
As Okrimlo stretches its smoky limbs of bones and half fiery flesh, a light of divinity brighter than all other angels appears in front of it.
Brightman appears as the sky changes, the clouds move away as sunlight pierces through in holy brilliance, music reverberates from the vibrations of heavenly ascent.
An angelic choir, harps, drums, violins and flutes… or things that make sound like these instruments and some sounds that can’t be compared with mortal instruments.
Okrimlo prepares itself for a difficult fight while Brightman seems very casual, but not many can see the excitement and battle intent emanating off of him.
Nightknight stares at this scene in shock… “Brightman is actually going to-” Halfway through his thoughts he stops in fear of what may come.
Deviara and Hellbitch stare up through the tunnel of stone that opened up above them letting them see the fight, Deviara is visibly on edge seeing Brightman.
Brightman raises his hand as the sun in the sky lacks brightness, the hand of Brightman is the brightest in this world, a sun for all living in fear and despair.
(Brightman:)”HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH, Okrimlo! You are in luck, this has not been seen or experienced by many, for I AM GOING ALL OUT!!!!” Brightman appears exited beyond normal levels.
Okrimlo seems to realize how small of an existence it is in the face of Brightman, so it starts fleeing after a second of thinking flying into the horizon at full speed.
Deviara stares in shock at the GOD that just fled from Brightman, Hellbitch smiles oddly and feels this makes sense. Okrimlo does not seem much stronger than the gods serving Nightknight.
With a wave of the hand which brightens the world, thousands of finely crafted swords appear in the sky, what may even seem like magic runes stretch from the swords.
With another wave from his SUN hand, the miracles in text form connect the swords in strange ways, for every sword another thousand appears in the sky making it a million golden swords.
A cloud of gold swords twisting and turning like waves above the witch hut and Deviara stares in fear, she has no idea how little power Brightman is currently using.
With another bright and loud laugh, the million heaven swords multiply a thousand for every sword again as the sky gets covered in a storm of a billion miracle swords.
Yet before anybody can celebrate this achievement, Brightman clenches his fist as the billion miracles swords shatter into millions of billions miracle swords shards… a quadrillion?
As the quadrillion shattered shards regenerate into full fledged miracle swords, the heavens shake from the divine potential, god’s positions as leader of heaven is under question.
Okrimlo at the edge of the horizon having fled for his life looks back at what will be the last ever vision he will see, a sky of gold made from swords of miracles.
A gentle wave of Brightman’s hand and the gold sky shifts out of view, the clouds still in the sky disappear in the direction of the evil “god”.
Okrimlo the evil “god” himself disappears too, the moon cresting the horizon, rising from behind the earth has a scar across its top, a wound on planetary scale.
But as Hellbitch, Deviara and Nightknight stare at the wound of the moon, the moon seems to heal in seconds back to its previous look.
Even after the moon returned to complete form, the people who saw would never be able to forget the cut across its body. If it hit directly would the moon be split in two?
Thinking about this Deviara the old witch trembles in fear, a wet spot having formed below her; Hellbitch having almost returned to normal turns back towards Deviara and just stares…
(Hellbitch:)”You thought that you could fight that?” Hellbitch mocks her, but she does not seem to care, this has changed her view of the world.
Deviara thinks back to the idiotic things she did for her ambitions, the crazy things she did, the people she pushed away or killed… was it worth it?
While Deviara has a… mid-life crisis/end of life crisis, Brightman disappears in a flash of light as David reappears in the mental channel. David has logged back into the chat.
(David:)”You know even if you suddenly got way stronger, I am still the strongest, most people thinks so, they did a poll on it.”
David the oddly competitive showed his strength to show up Chad? Chad does not know what to say, did this idiot just do that to show off?
Even Selina feels like she needs to beat up David, like wtf? Chad seems to realize something. (Chad:)”Wait, you are the strongest? Since when?”
He asks and it seems to be a challenge to David’s throne, but David and Selina feels like he oddly means it… like does Chad not remember him being the strongest?
(Selina:)”Yes, he is known to be the stronger one between you guys, there was a poll for it and he won.” Chad goes quiet for a little while David and Selina worries.
(Chad:)”I remember me winning a poll like that, I remember me being the strongest… which is why I have said “you seem stronger”, a lot…”
The chat goes quiet as people think to themselves, Hellbitch fixes the place and apprehends the former branch leader/rebel Deviara and cleans up the scene.
David and Selina have a little private chat and he reminds her to talk to Chad about magic and memories which they agreed for her to do months ago.