Our journey was not brief but it felt very short. Lucifer proved to be a useful addition to our cause. He rallied the troops, made the plan and commenced the attack.
I was just a placeholder. Lucifer was the mouthpiece. Alina played the negotiator. For a while, I thought to myself, why was I so hell bent on breaking out of hell?
It was not to become a leader. I never wanted to lead them into war. I just wanted peace. I wanted to unravel the mysterious circumstances of my life.
I wanted to find out why my love never came true. Finding Alina already answered all of those questions. I had nothing more to gain. But when I came to, I was holding God's head in my hand.
I had beheaded the one who created me. I killed God and held his head. I raised his head above to show everyone that I have triumphed.
When did I kill God? I don't remember. I just remember that I went to speak with Lucifer about the whole movement.
Allies were cheering. They were going crazy over their achieved victory. Lucifer stood behind me, nodding as if his plan was fulfilled.
Alina stayed in the shadow as she was unsafe. It was deemed dangerous for Alina to make public appearances.
I put God's head down and burn his entire body. I notice that my powers are different.
I feel different. There's a noise in my head.
"You have become the new creator of this system."
That's the message playing in my head. I look at Lucifer.
He is giving me a meaningful look.
"With this, you are the king, Constant." (Lucifer)
He came to me, put his hand on my shoulder and whispered in my ear. His tone made it sound like it was my selfish desire.
He made it sound like I wanted to become the king of the world. I look at Alina.
She looks sad. Her eyes are grieving. He looks at me, a single teardrop fell from her eyes but my world shattered.
What have I done? It was then I realized, I have done something that can not be undone. God is gone. I have usurped his throne.
Those who have supported me through the conquest are showering me with praise. They were trying to butter me up for a bigger piece of the rewards.
I then understood something. Humans were never supposed to be perfect. God created humans in his own image. God himself was not perfect.
The soldiers who followed me into an impossible battle were mostly humans. But they were recruited by Lucifer. The army also included many fallen angels and other beings that God had imprisoned.
I realized it at that moment, the weight of my actions. I had unleashed unimaginable chaos upon the world. The horrors, the evil that God had imprisoned, they are now free.
They are now trying to get a share in the same world which had rejected them. The chaos subsided. Anti-God sentiment remained.
Alina was targeted as the last remaining connection to God. It was getting worse. The tyrant is gone but with him left the protection.
The world God maintained was crumbling. It was crumbling from the inside and outside. Outer creators started attacking. I was under a lot of pressure.
Lucifer came to me and told me something. Hearing it, I was surprised the most. Lucifer told me his grand ambition.
"Constant, you may have noticed that my goal was not just the death of God. God has died, it is true. But my other goal remains unfulfilled. Constant, become the progenitor. Destroy everything and create a new order.
The creation system is warped. Creators have become too drunk on power. They are committing atrocities against their own creations. They are attacking other defenseless systems.
Creators have become human tyrants. Constant, put an end to it. Start everything anew with the people you trust." (Lucifer)
He gave me a short speech and left. I pondered. Alina came to me. She had listened to Lucifer and came with a similar request.
I was terrified. It was as if I had suddenly become more human than before. It tortured me to no end. The flatterers turned hostile. They sought more power.
I understood what Lucifer meant in his speech. I started a rampage. I destroyed my own system. Destroyed all the flatterers who tried to curry favors from me. Destroyed every creator and their systems.
By the time my rampage stopped, I was standing on a mountain of dead creators. Countless creators were killed, countless systems were destroyed and innumerable lives were lost.
I look at my hands. They were stained with blood. Creators are supposed to be the pinnacle of existence. They are supposed to exist outside of space, time and matter. They transcend life and creation itself and yet, they bleed.
When a fellow creator kills them, they bleed. I was going insane. Most of the creators were dead. Some pleaded mercy. I spared some of them on the condition that they never show up, ever again.
They went into hiding and I was left behind to deal with the mess. Lucifer died. His willingly let me kill him.
Alina had to be sealed in order to protect both of us. I was going insane. Her mere presence was driving me mad.
I sealed her away in a new place. I had to twist a lot of rules to make it happen. I even rewrote the fundamental laws of The Forge.
I then edited the Akashik Library to elude a few details. But I alone am left, the only creator who remained after the massacre.
So I looked at the database. I pulled a few of my friends to become creators. I restarted the creation system. There were some oversights in my part which led to the tragedy involving Joy.
The world unfairly chose me. Alina changed me, forced me into a fight that I was never a part of and made me the new king.
Being the progenitor was lonely and it made me unstable. Though I am grateful to Alina and Lucifer for giving me a new opportunity.