Chapter 18: Trumpets of War
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“Big Sis, What is a Grandif?”
"Long before we demons came on Helliun, Grandifs served our lord Azam as his most devoted servant and set the road for our reign in Helliun. Back then, Helliun was a planet crawling with devious creatures, one of which are the leviathans, gigantic serpents roaming around devouring every creature they lay their eyes on, but the Grandifs were unfazed by such creatures, as they bore the fate of the demon race, bravely fighting for hundreds of years, dwindling their thousands of numbers to just a few tens before they had succeeded in slaying all hostile beast,
Even during the Great War of Angels and Demons, which began as a result of Azam's interference in Yehwah's plan on Earth, Grandifs with their glowing green eyes were the highest ranking demons in Helliun in terms of combat, a well trained Grandif could even match those of the highest order of Angels, The Seraphims, a master of the manipulation of mana, the only race that defies common sense as it is able to project condense mana, making it one of the deadliest Angels, fortunately they are also low in number not more than 10 of such exist, most of them are rare seen”
“That’s it?”
“Yup that’s pretty much it, but don’t underestimate the Grandif’s potential, They could even slay those of Cherubims second in rank to those of Seraphims with ease”
“They’re that much strong”
“Well yeah”
“Is big brother like that too?”
“No, as of now he’s nowhere near them but maybe some time in the future, I wonder how he's doing right now”
“They won’t lose, right? big brother Heather and Calix”
“Well of course Anna, trust in them”
Said Esteroth, as she glance at the bright blue sky
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My knees felt weak, those are angels? Thousand? millions? No, that is in the billions, what are we supposed to do with that?... At this rate if they come flooding in, would we even stand a chance?
“What happens if they break trough?”
I asked Heather, wouldn’t they far outnumber us demons?
“It’s the trumpet of War”
Heather replied as he swung his sword and pointed upward, We’re fighting? just look at the sheer number of that,
“And if we lose?”
“They’ll wipe us out””
Heather said, with no changes in his emotions he knows such fact but they would still wage their life, for the future? For the children?
“Even the children?”
“There aren’t any in the demon world”
“Why?”
“Chances of winning had gotten so slim this past years, thus to prevent children getting caught up in the war and experience needless suffering every nation had decided to halt procreation”
“Why did the chance of winning gotten so slim??”
“The metallic angels multiplied at a fast rate, excluding those of archangels and above”
“How?”
“Contract holders had witnessed humans undergoing the process, those bright Halo’s you see blinded them from Azam’s gift making them no more than a puppet of the higher order of angels”
Is that the end the humans had desired for? Blinded of the truth and are used as tools of wars?
“Every single one of those that had died on Earth?”
“We believe so”
That’s a lie right? They had been praising those that are above them, they saw them as hope, a light to escape the darkness but they are seen as nothing but a dispensable energy, a tool to wipe the enemies of the old,
“Then the plan of the demon world is?”
“The barrier at the south is most probably the first to fall since Azam conjured the barrier at the north, we will hold a line of defense at the southern border and thin their numbers”
“That’s it?”
“Yeah”
“You’re not running?”
“No”
“Why? didn’t Azam wanted you to live”
“Of course that’s why we’re not losing, those angels above are the lowest class of angels, the only real threats are those that are in the higher order, if they come flooding along with the Angels then it would be a tough battle”
“Is that so, I heard the so called Grandif’s are the ace of the demon world, how many are there?”
“No more than 5”
“And the demons?”
“Probably around 5 thousand strong pure demons and 2 million common demon orphuses, of course non combatants are excluded”
“We’ll lose”
“Probably, that’s why spend your 100 years wisely Calix”
Without a reply, I went back to my quarters, this sudden influx of information was too much to handle, a war in 100 years that’s ridiculous, those are not stars but angels?, humans are reduced to puppets for the sole purpose of war?, Then that means all their struggles were meaningless? All their hope are shattered by none other than those that they revere. If that is so as a former human, retaliation awaits those who tries to control such free creatures.
Well such war comes in a 100 years, it still doesn’t feel real if not for those glowing birds outside, 100 years seems long enough,
‘Now what should I do’
“Ally with the humans”
So said a voice, a voice filled with love and compassion, so pleasant that it could even doze you off to sleep, quickly I opened my eyes and she stood there, by the window elevated an inch above ground glowing in a color of blue, it was mana shaped that of a person,
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