Ezekiel didn't know how long it had been since he was last here. It was as if it was just yesterday when this world was filled with happiness and laughter.
It was as if he could still see vast cities where humans and demons lived together like Families. Such a lively place had turned into a barren land.
He stood at a certain place, looking at the ground before him. This was where his house used to be. This was where he lived with his family. However, not a single sign of it was left there.
It was as if what he remembered was just a beautiful fleeting dream. He sat on his knees, reaching out his hand to touch the bloody soil. The soul which was bloodied by the blood of his family.
He still remembered his parents standing before him as they were attacking. Even after being stabbed multiple times, they didn't move. Instead, they held those people back, while asking Ezekiel to run away.
Ezekiel followed their instructions, running through the chaos, with the sound of his family's screams echoing in his ears. He managed to escape, but the images of that day haunted him, and he couldn't shake off the guilt of leaving his parents behind.
"Father, your son is back..." He muttered. A single droplet of tear trickled down his cheeks, falling on the ground. It was unclear how long it had been since he last cried.
He sat in the same spot as a statue, unmoving. This was the place where he had spent the happiest years of his life. This was the place which held his lost precious as well as his scariest memories...
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Caen had convinced them other God Children to return with him to the Realm of Gods, feeling that something was wrong.
The other Young Gods also stood up, feeling a little bit of regret that they had to return so soon. However, they could do nothing about it. They all stood up and stood behind Caen.
Caen raised his hand to open the portal. A portal opened before him. However, seeing the portal, Caen was quite taken aback. He hadn't opened the portal yet! This portal didn't belong to him!
He frowned, wondering who it was that was coming right to him. His first thought was that it was his mother who was upset and coming here to bring him back.
Seeing that, he rolled his eyes. If his mother was coming, that meant everything was fine in the Realm of Gods. He was thinking too much.
Instead of waiting for the person from the portal to come out, he opened another portal. Since he thought that everything was fine, he decided to delay returning.
He was a stubborn person. He also paid attention to his reputation and his image. He knew how childish he was going to appear if he was dragged back by his mother. He couldn't return with her.
Even if it wasn't his mother, he felt that it was someone sent by her to bring him back. The rebellious child in his heart awakened, becoming stubborn.
He couldn't let anyone dictate his actions, especially not someone who he believed was working on behalf of his mother.
He was determined to prove that he could make his own choices and pave his own path. With a newfound sense of determination, he opened a new portal and disappeared inside, leaving this place.
Shackles came out from the portal and dragged the other young gods in as well, since he was taking them with him. He had decided to drop the idea of returning. Instead, he thought about going to another world.
Since he had heard a lot about Earth from the other Young Gods, that was the place he selected as his new destination...the human society which was said to have advanced a lot, despite the fact that humans there couldn't use magic in the slightest.
As he and the other young gods disappeared in the portal, the portal closed. However, from the other portal, a tall figure came out, shrouded with Divine Energy.
"He left?" The red haired god scratched the back of his head. His expressions darkness with distress.
He was sent by the Goddess of Reincarnation. However, only because she wanted him to alert her son about what had happened. She wanted to convey a single message to her son.
"Stay away from the Realm of Gods until your uncle returns!"
This was one of the tasks she had given the other gods before she disappeared with Ezekiel. Along with that, she also gave them the coordinates where they could find her son, since she was the one person who could locate the young prince.
Unfortunately, by the time the red haired god reached here, Caen had already left, making it impossible for anyone to detect him.
"Just what should I do now?" He wondered, as he frowned. He looked at the people in the room. Most of them were dead, but some women were still alive, lying on the ground. It was clear that those Young Gods had left only a short time ago.
"Couldn't they have waited a few minutes?" He said with frustration, punching the nearby wall.
With a single punch, the entire wall came crashing down. But it wasn't the only thing. In the direction he punched, all the structure and the houses were destroyed upto thousand miles.
The women in the group were horrified. Just when they were relieved that the young gods were leaving, someone else arrived! Their faces remained pale.
The red haired men walked closer to one of the women. An invisible energy grabbed the body of everyone who was alive, raising them in the air.
"Which of you knows where they went?" He asked. His voice alone was so powerful that some of the people had their ears bleeding.
Terrified, the group looked at each other in fear and confusion, knowing that they had no answers to provide. The red-haired man's eyes narrowed with anger.
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