I.. Am God?

In the mirage was a depiction of what was happening inside the Seal of Dudael that was being more active than usual. There, a huge 20-foot tall dark cloaked being with six wings that had no feathers of an angel. Beneath the hood of the cloak was a head that was wrapped with cloth, disabling him from seeing anything. Huge mystical silver chains with runes etched in its surface shackled the limbs of the miserable-looking existence down while below his feet were thousands of enchanted jagged rocks that would pierce his feet, endlessly tormenting the sealed being.

A low weary growl could be heard from him, indicating his hardship and fatigue. Unsurprisingly, it was Azazel, the Watcher that was sealed in the lands of Dudael for betraying God and sullying and defiling mortalkind with the other Watchers, The greatest sinner of all, the Watcher who taught the humans the mystic arts, weapons, warfare, and deceit, leading the humans astray from God's path.

Andre had also encountered Azazel before his deeds of sins pervaded the mortal world. He was once loyal to the Supreme, but was led astray due to seeing the Supreme's 'cruelty' upon creation.

Andre sighed while looking at his weary figure. Suddenly, a dark smog fell down Azazel's head, and as if dead, Azazel's body slumped down with powerlessness.

What happened after that then startled Andre as little by little, the Watcher's body transformed and shifted. His featherless wings grew dark and shadowy feathers all throughout, the cloth that covered his face turned darker and darker, his whole figure was cloaked with a dark haze, blurring everything that was inside.

Hleferoc waved his hand once again and the image sped up a couple days. Suddenly, from the haze, black beams started to attack the seal periodically. At first, he thought that such attacks wouldn't work against a seal made by a Supreme Being, but he was immediately proven wrong.

The seal shook every time the beam hit it. Although it only shook, such a reaction should have already been impossible to begin with. Andre was alarmed by what was happening and turned to the god beside him. Hleferoc sighed and nodded, "Even until now, Azazel is still trying to destroy the seal. I have already sent my servants to reinforce the seal from the outside, but it is still continuing to be damaged."

"If Azazel ever breaks free, humankind would definitely be in danger." Hleferoc said.

Andre sneered and replied, "Azazel is vengeful against you, not the mortalkind."

Even when Andre said it like that, Hleferoc didn't even shy away, "But once the heavens fall, humankind would definitely be the next target." He turned around and gazed below the throne, where he could see the whole world, "Once the time comes and Azazel and his men wreak havoc upon the holy land, the fates of mortalkind would be left to their own and chaos would rule upon them. War, Famine, Death, and Decay would feast upon the creatures of Gaius. Brother Ouroboros, do you want that to happen?" He turned and looked at Andre.

Andre sneered and replied, "I have lived through countless wars, famines, deaths, and decay, Hleferoc. Don't even try to terrify me with these things." But he immediately sighed as he added, "But I am still concerned with the living beings and am nervous against the anomalies."

Andre looked at Hleferoc with solemn gaze and asked, "What do you want me to do?"

Hleferoc sighed with relief and smiled. He thought for a moment and replied, "I haven't thought of anything for the time being, so for now, I just want you to watch over the mortal world. I myself would also need to guard the Heavenly Realm for anything that might infiltrate it."

Andre nodded in understanding and left without Hleferoc saying so. He reappeared inside the hideout of the Ouroboros Foundation in Farafra and looked at the absent-minded personnels that didn't even notice his arrival.

He didn't heed them any mind because he knows what is happening to them; their minds are being cleansed off of the image of the high angel. Such a process is necessary for their survival and the safety of their mental health.

He left the building and boarded a Hyundai Palisade that was owned by the personnels and drove it south, east of Abu Minqar, in the middle of a barren land. After about two hours of non-stop full speed driving, he stopped at a place where rocks were all over the place and no life could be seen within 30 kilometres.

He looked down at the ground and narrowed his eyes. He waved his hand and from the heavens and the earth, a huge barrier surrounded the area. He repeated this many times, layering the barrier thickly.

After doing so, he rode once more and returned to Farafra, leaving the car behind and opening a door once again, where the other side showed the insides of the private jet that he and Abel boarded.

He entered the door and closed it behind him.

Inside the jet, Abel was still distraught by Andre's disappearance. He was thinking of how to explain it to the others when the person he was looking for appeared beside him. "Your Excellency! Thank god you're back!" He exclaimed with relief.

Andre chuckled awkwardly. He couldn't do anything. He needed to go and could only leave Abel here, worrying about his safety and thinking of his whereabouts.

"I am here, alright? Let's continue the flight." He said as he sat down comfortably and closed his eyes, leaving Abel gawking at his seat.

The flight from Britain to the Philippines was a little more than three days. Within those days, Abel and Andre discussed, slept, and shared ideas along the way. The plane also had enough gas for the whole trip, so the flight went straight and smoothly.

Manila International Airport, Pasay, Philippines.

When they arrived in the country and got down the plane, they were immediately met with soldiers wearing blouse uniforms. "Greetings, Your Excellency. You have returned." The person in front bowed down. He had a bulky build and his military suit was adorned by numerous medals.

"Yes. It has been a long time, General Fajardo." Andre, who had a different face than before with an older look, nodded at him. Hearing his sovereign greet back, General Fajardo smiled with satisfaction.

General Fajardo was one of the soldiers that fought in several battles against the Soviets and Japanese. He was a soldier that got promoted as a General in the battle of Vietnam because of him saving three hundred Filipino soldiers and five hundred foreign soldiers and leading them to defeat thousands of soldiers of the enemy party, becoming one of the reasons for the allied forces to gain upper hand in the war.

General Fajardo stood proudly and straight as he saluted the King and his representative to the government. After him, the fifty officers with him stood straight and saluted him too.

Andre looked at them and smiled. He raised his hand and saluted back at them with respect before putting it down and walking forward. Behind him, General Fajardo and his men faced his direction and marched at his side.

Outside, countless reporters swarmed the barriers as they received the news that the King would return to the country.

"Hah!" From the inside, a soldier went out and hailed before backing up at the side. Andre has long since changed to his ceremonial suit, a blue blazer and trousers that is just like the General's, but the shoulder mark is a traditional epaulette and has a different symbol; a symbol of a sun instead of stars.

Andre looked in different directions and bowed at them. The reporters, not wanting to miss anything out, shot pictures of him repeatedly.

Every corner of the place was filled with guards and soldiers, preventing any mishaps from happening. The soldiers that greeted him also stepped forward and prevented anyone from coming near.

Andre stood for a while before walking to a long van with the symbol of a Philippine Eagle at the hood that was being escorted by several police cars, police motorcycles, military vans, and two helicopters above to survey the ground.

In the news, his arrival has spread throughout. His arrival was placed with importance as he was visiting his country for the first time in five years!

Some citizens say that he was an incompetent leader while some argued that he has done many things already. Differing opinions about the current sovereign have risen by a lot.

While the citizens were clashing, Andre watched it as different people trash talked each other just because of differing opinions.

​ After a while, they drove to the Malacañang Palace, where the President, Vice President, and the members of the Congress, and the staff of the Palace were standing outside, waiting to receive him.

The van stopped in front of the white, old-fashioned building. The bodyguard seated beside the driver went down and opened the door with earnest respect.