The Absolute: Humanity's Second Chance

Fou was enraged. Unfortunately, both mother and daughter were played, as Flint never had any intentions of leaving with Fin. Fou would kill him, if he did... literally at that.

Hence he packed last night, and left exactly at that time. He was already ahead of Damien, far from where the make shift camp was made. There was not enough time to catch up at this point.

"FLIIIIIINT!!!" Fou roared out in anger, as her hair exploded out into flames, that lit up the morning sky. Fa'ar sighed, and rubbed his temples in frustration.

Frey chuckled at everything, and Fez was expressionless. The mischievous Fuhr laughed at the situation, not holding back at all. Not even under Fa'ar's intense glare.

Meanwhile, Flint heard his beloved's wrath, and hurriedly ran forward. He was not going to risk anything. Especially when he knew he was soft against her words.

"Well... aren't you daring enough." Suddenly a daring voice resounded throughout his environment, and the young man looked up, finding Damien floating above him with his [Wings of Ash].

"Ah... sir." Flint called out in bitterness. But he steeled his heart snd shamelessly asked, "Sir, I'm willing to follow you and become your follower. Please allow me."

Unfortunately, the reply was fast to arrive. "No." Damien said, then flew forward at his full speed. From behind, a trail of blazing flames was headed their way.

"Shit." Flint cussed and burst off at full speed as well. Then a trail of gray and red lights flashed at light speed, and disappeared into the distance.

Moments later, Fou appeared at this area, her body blazing with orange flames that were hotter and denser than the flames within the sun's core.

'He really... left.' She thought, her flames deactivating and revealing her divine figure. Fin, who was held within a rolled blanket, was held inbetween her arms, struggling and squirming with might.

"Stop struggling." Fou said. She was depressed that her beloved left her without a goodbye. "From today onwards, you shall recite the <Flare Scribble>, day in, day out."

...!!!

Fin paused at that response, them moments later, began struggling as if her life depended on it. If she was not gagged, she would be screaming out in despair.

'Big brother. BIG BROTHEEEERRR!!' She cried within her thoughts, to no avail. There was no way Flint could hear her. And even if he could, there was a very low chance he would dare come.

"..."

Fou ignored the heavily struggling Fin, and moved on towards the village. She still had to go back and do the preparations of moving out.

As well as how she would deal with lady Juliette. This woman was definitely a beautiful and powerful goddess, if Damien could fancy her. She thought to herself.

Meanwhile, Damien and Flint flew through the morning sky at light speed. Both their figures were flashing forward like two trails of light.

As for how could Damien travel at such speed, it was because of the [Wings of Ash] that he wore on his back. This thing was genuinely amazing.

[ Wings of Ash ]

[ Unique. A weapon forged by the Flame Demiurge from the wings of an angel, a holy prescribe, a superior artifact... ]

[ A pair of wings that were bathed in the blood of a unique existence, and corrupted. This is an artifact with a Will of its own, that will allow anyone that it deems fit, to travel at light speed for a short duration of time. If the being could already traverse at light speed, the wings boost their speed by fifty times more. These are wings of Ash, and allow one to obtain minor mastery towards the foreign Universal Law of Ash. The stronger the user, the greater the range of the Universal Law ]

[ Has the Unique Abilities; "God of Ash", "Angel of Death" and "False Fallen" ]

[ A devastating accessory ]

It was like that. And though Damien could only travel at light speed for ten seconds, he could still travel a great distance, as most gods won't even catch up to him.

Then Flint. He could easily do the same with his Unique Abilities and Class Abilities, if properly used together to their peak. But even for him, it was short lived.

After ten seconds, Damien stopped, then landed down on a large boulder. Flint also landed besides him.

They had crossed over a million miles, and had no idea where they were. Or rather, Flint had no idea where they were, but Damien did.

He knew where he was going from the Falsarians. It was towards the few locations around here that had rare resources for him to scavenge.

The first being the Stones of Evolution. A rare material that could be used to evolve beasts and monsters, or even Abilities and Spells. And for him, he needed it for the latter two.

In his previous timeline, during the era of gods, someone appeared here and found around tens of these stones for himself.

He used a few, then sold the rest for other resources. These stones were so rare, that at that time, even gods fought entire guilds and organizations for them.

And now, Damien was going to hoarde them all for himself, and his family. That included the Gray House within, and... Flint's family. If there were enough of them.

He still remembered their brotherhood from back then. And him approaching them, meant he was not willing to throw everything away.

"I'll be going in down there." Damien said, pointing towards a dark entrance before them. It was so dark, it gave out the misconception of devouring light itself.

"..."

Flint gulped his saliva and took another glance towards the entrance. He had no idea why they should be going there, or why it was even necessary to go there.

"You can run along back if you want." Damien added with playfulness in his tone, then jumping towards the entrance without a second thought.

"..."

Flint stood there for a while and weighed the pros and cons. Moments later, he came to agree that going in there would be better than facing Fou's wrath, and reading the <Flare Scribble> day in, day out.

'It shouldn't be that bad... should it?' He thought, and jumped after Damien. On the way, he lit a ball of flame above his palm, and rushed behind Damien.

"..."

Damien did not say anything and just kept walking deeper into the cave. In this lifetime, he had but a single goal. To take everyone he loves to the peak.

Of course, not everyone will reach his desired peak. But he will make sure that they at least try, and shall be recorded in the anals of history... no matter what!!

The duo kept walking deeper and deeper into the cave, and at some point, appeared within an opening. Damien warned, "You should be careful. Battles are unavoidable from here."

"..."

Flint did not say anything, and only wore a pair of red gloves, that burst into flames when he willed it. He did his best and transformed them to godly artifacts as well.

They were his birth treasure made by his master. The materials were found by Fa'ar and Fez. Meant a lot to him.

Damien knew that, and did not comment. He himself folded the wings on his back with professionalism, as if he once had wings.

He then took out the [Null Blade], and activated its effects. As a Unique artifact, it was easy to do that with his billions of units of Mana.

As for who this artifact belongs to; it was Sixth, the number sixth ranked Assassin within the Gray House. And since Damien was not afraid of him (respectfully-wise), he had no qualms using it beforehand.

Plus, he needed it.

[ Null Blade ]

[ Unique. An artifact forged by the Flame Demiurge using a Null Fragment, a wisp of space, flames of extinction... ]

[ This is a Blade that brings everything to nothingness. It cuts down everything, including space itself. Gods are helpless against its effect. Has the passive effect of being capable of anti-eliminating anything that it touches, as long as the energy supplied is twice that of the targeted Ability or Spell or Technique etc ]

[ Has the Unique Abilities; "Back To Nothingness", "Domain of Oblivion" and "Ashes To Ashes" ]

[ A fine work~ ]

Damien went through the definition, and once he was done, warned Flint once again. "There'll be a great mob up ahead. Without enough stamina, and strength, you might get swallowed up."

He then held the Null Blade by his left hand and dashed forward, shattering the sound barrier. Flint panicked slightly at the sudden charge, and immediately chased after.

Boom!!

Boom!!

Two consecutive sonic booms rang out as both superhuman and supernatural dashed through the dark, endless narrow passage of the cave.

And as they ran, after a few minutes, Damien suddenly held his hand over the Null Blade's hilt. This action caused the amateur demigod to become tense and nervous.

Yet even then, he still could not react in time.