Sion Ragnar.
Heir of the Persia Dukedom, son of Duke John Ragnar, nobility of the Clover Kingdom. Ambushed during a political coup. Left for dead.
Allen's soul flinched as it was pulled toward the boy's body.
"He is your vessel now," Aria said. "Your new life. Your new battlefield."
As Allen began to fade into Sion's body, her voice followed him:
"You are no longer a king. You are a sword. Wielded against the abyss."
In the Depths of Sion's Coma
The room was quiet, but inside his unconscious mind, light bloomed again. A soft, melodic hum floated through the void.
A young girl appeared—small, with gleaming white wings and hair of platinum light. She looked like a child, but her eyes shone with the wisdom of an eternal flame.
"I was starting to think you'd never wake up," she said.
Allen blinked. "Who…?"
"I'm Raphael," she smiled. "A divine replica of Goddess Aria. Think of me as your guide, your partner, your irritating sidekick if you're stubborn."
Allen groaned. "Of course the gods would send me a child."
She narrowed her eyes. "I'm older than your entire continent, you arrogant fossil."
The banter ended as Raphaël raised her hand. Twelve winged shadows appeared behind her towering, twisted, godlike beings. Each burned with their own terrifying aura.
"The Twelve Fallen Angels," she said. "Each one a former divine who fell from grace. Each now commands a domain of terror. And together, they intend to turn this world into a grave."
Their names echoed in Allen's soul like curses:
1. Azareth the Flame Reaper – Master of annihilation by fire. His flames burn through dimensions.
2. Serikael the Mirror Queen – Illusions, copies, deception—she fights with your reflection.
3. Tharos the Beast-Hammer – A living apocalypse, part beast, part berserker god.
4. Lucien the Hollow Light – Light magic that blinds, burns, and purges thought itself.
5. Naamah the Whispering Widow – Enchantress of emotion, feeds on despair and joy alike.
6. Gravax the Chain-Tyrant – Wields anti-magic chains that enslave souls.
7. Velmorak the Storm Herald – The storm incarnate. Wind, thunder, and ruin.
8. Zaletha the Chrono-Witch – Can stop time. Reverse it. Trap you in endless death.
9. Ithuriel the Soul-Eater – Gains your power by eating your soul.
10. Maerion the Screaming Choir – A fused legion of angels that attacks through sound and agony.
11. Dretharion the Broken Star – Wielder of cosmic destruction—meteors, gravity, and entropy.
12. Elkaros the First Sin – Their creator. Their god. Equal in power to Aria herself.
Allen gritted his teeth. "You expect me to fight those?"
Raphael nodded. "With time… yes. Your body will evolve. Your soul carries centuries of refined warfare. You'll surpass even this world's Grandmasters. With your swordsmanship and knowledge, you'll reach the forbidden realm of the 11th Circle of Magic. Maybe even beyond."
Allen stared into the dark horizon. "Then we begin."
But before the light faded, Raphaël's voice grew serious.
"One more thing, King. The world believes Sion Ragnar is dead. When you wake… you'll be reborn. But beware: those who tried to kill you before will try again. And the first of the Twelve... has already begun to move.