Ascension of the Nephilim

The souls of Krysta's parents were preserved and concealed within a soul gem. This preserved the body and locked the soul that was trying to flee.

But now, that crystal was broken! The souls had moved out.

And so, Nightwing used Unholy light to guide the parents' souls back toward the body. The souls thought it was already moving to a better place but were actually traveling a circuit that led back to the body.

And then Nightwing activated a certain power he had somehow known in his memories.

Somatos Ous Thanatou, the body of death, was activated.

The decaying and deathly power was so much that Nightwing's cultivation dropped by one level upon casting!

The bodies of Krysta's parents received the power of Somatos Ous Thanatou, which was focused on a certain spell that only Cherubims and Celestials could perform.

"[Anima]?!" The necromancer cardinal shouted in shock.

"What's [Anima]?" Ikarod asked.

"It's what they do when they clean your colon," Luigi answered.

"That's enema!" Reginald, the hydra, sighed.

Many were shocked that the large hydra could actually speak.

"Just kidding! I doubt a necromancer like you would know what anima is. It's a language known as the First Word, belonging to the dialect of the gods, after all. It's where we get the word animate. But in this context, something is animated because, in First Word, Anima means soul. So, of course, the Body of Death will only awaken as if it had a soul. But that's why Unholy is necessary." Luigi explained.

"Anima..." Crown Grandite Doragan quietly repeated. He knew that the power that gave him life was from this very power.

He glanced at Nightwing and knew that he had to serve this man no matter what!

The dead body was quickly given life. It was as if the body was alive and had a soul inside of it. A soulless body that could live, breathe, eat, and even move. But it was given to whatever desires the body had. This was the highest form of Resurrection that those who walked according to the path of the Dark Dependent could make. It would resurrect the body but not return its soul.

But now, Nightwing was leading the true souls back. Amid the Unholy, Nightwing used the true light of Soter. It was only for an instant to ensure that the soul would return.

FLASH!

The light flashed out, and the body of the two began to fly up before everyone.

The soul was connecting with it.

"Krysta. Christopher. Open and pour out the power of your family. The Body of Death cannot hold the soul because of decay. Their shell must be renewed. And your power is the key!"

Christopher nodded. All the time they've been traveling back, Christopher has done her best to practice the same power that her sister has achieved.

"[Supra-Phisikos]!" Christopher shouted.

Everyone saw the form and power that Christopher created.

"What energy is that?! Is that magic? Or Force?!"

Krysta moved to the center and was about to release the energy.

"Nightwing. If I were to release my energy... you would have full access to my soul." Krysta spoke with a blank expression.

"That would mean... you would convert me to become one of your women. Was that your plan?"

Nightwing smiled.

"No. I assure you. I have no such intentions. I am not just an incubus. If I can't make you fall for me without using my lustful powers, I am an embarrassment to my kind."

"...Liar." Krysta sighed.

She then released all her power to bestow on her parents. She wanted to save her parents, even if it meant losing her life.

Nightwing used their desire for Krysta and made the energy inside of him follow.

"[Sacrifice]!" Nightwing released some of the souls he had harnessed and poured out their sacrifice.

Everyone marveled as the body of death of the beautiful couple floating around began to warp.

"What magic is that?!"

"Their body is changing! At first, he made a body of decay. But now..." Ikarod observed.

Krysta used her soul to release a grand power. She could see the power of Nightwing, but it didn't ever touch her soul.

Suddenly, Krysta saw herself in the great skies where the wind blew.

"Where...?!" Krysta was shocked. She saw an endless sky with white clouds blowing all over the area.

"My Child. You have finally awakened my power." A voice was heard.

Krysta turned around and saw a woman of great beauty. She had the clouds as her dress, and a whirlwind was a chariot.

"Who...?"

"I am Pnevma Solas. The breath of life."

"Pnevma?! The Ancient God?"

Pnevma chuckled.

"Oh... That's so sweet. But I am just a Greater God. I am the mother of all that have wings. But you guys really had me worried. You were the last of my descendants. Thank goodness Fate made such strange preparations."

"Where are you?"

"Well, technically, I'm dead. But you can't really kill the wind, can you? I fought, died, and dispersed my life everywhere. But I have witnessed it all, for the wind moves freely. I even know the real identity of that Nightwing you serve."

"You've seen the demon?!"

"He's not a demon, dear. His is a nice guy. Nicer than most of the people you'll ever meet. He is the Nephilim, and you are called to arise with him."

"A nice guy?! Pnevma... He killed-"

"I know what he did. I have seen it. The moment I found him, my air was always around him. I have seen all his journeys. He even reached the Forgotten Pages and made me witness gods and fallen that even I did not have the power to know or perceive! That man has three souls. Right now, he is using one of his souls, the darker one, as part of a grand plan to aid Begining. I know it's not to your taste. But he is the hero of Fate and the chosen Champion of Beginning. And honestly, he is doing very, very well. Far more than most of us expected. He could be the switch that will change the flow of war. So stand by him. That is my request as your ancestor."

"That I really am a descendant of you?"

"Why do you think Destiny wants to kill you? It was a brilliant 4D-Chess on Wisdom's part. I'm sure she and Fate worked this out. They positioned you in a place and time where Destiny could kill you. But then hide you and send you to the future where you can grow. In Destiny's mind, you're dead. Anyway, the breath of life will be bestowed on you. This is how you managed to keep that form, [Supra-Phisikos]. Because your power is the breath of life itself!"

"Then my parents and I should fight alongside Nightwing?"

"Yes. Do not worry. If you're afraid of becoming part of his harem, don't be. You are too weak... Sadly, our heritage is not that strong. Those that walk the codes of Zelah and Xermolipi stand to be the strongest contenders to win the Nephilim's heart." Pnevma chuckled.

"Zelah? Xermolipi?" Krysta was confused.

"You'll find out soon enough. Now, let's end this. I will take this time to speak to Nightwing personally. So arise my descendant. Arise and fight! For the Battle against End draws near!"

And with that, Krysta saw a bright light.

Nightwing then found himself in the heavenly skies.

"You must be... Pnevma." Nightwing glanced at the beautiful woman clothed in clouds.

"No. I'm Yuri."

"Yuri?!" Nightwing was stunned. He thought that this goddess would be Pnevma.

"Yuri-tarded." The goddess laughed.

Nightwing's mouth fell wide open as he fell for that prank.

"Surprised that I can make that joke? It's because I am Pnevma. The wife of Calaminus."

"Calaminus? The Time God?"

"Yes. Luigi."

"What?! Luigi is the time god?!"

"Wow. You really did a number on yourself, Kyros. I remember everything that you have forgotten. But I guess you have your reasons, so I'll shut up and not speak anymore." Pnevma chuckled.

"You married... Luigi?" Nightwing couldn't believe it.

"Yes."

"Willingly?"

"I get that all the time." Pnevma chuckled.

"Yes. Willingly. He's a goof. But he's my goof. It's up to you whether you tell him. I've been around you and have seen your adventures because I had locked on whatever powers I had to stick to Calaminus. You'd be surprised how much you'd miss his eccentricity." Pnevma smiled.

"..." Nightwing didn't know how to process things.

"But anyway, I must speak to you about the New Era you are about to enter."

"New era?"

"Yes. Your past actions and how Histerion has finally decided to join the side of Beginning are forcing the battle of Middle. You have planned well and have begun to build up powerful forces and are creating another one now. Your plan to infiltrate the side of the Eldrich will definitely be helpful. Destiny's forces will begin slowly pouring in to prepare them for the Era of Middle. Wars and civil wars will start, and those of Fate and Destiny will show themselves and make their respective stands. In some places, Fate will win, but most of the time, they will lose. And that is where you come in, Nephilim!"