"It's showtime baby!" 

To the mages of the Slaine Theocracy who were just about to kill the captain, Gazal, a person who looks powerless and the most average person in terms of power is confused. Where is the fearless captain? And why is there an individual that replaced him here? 

"Who are you?" Yelled a mage, presumably the leader of the mages that massacred Gazal's forces. "And what pitiful reason do you have in being here?" 

"Oh. . . You don't have to worry about that." creepily smiled Y/n. "After all, what is a dead man to a GOD! " 

Such a creepy smile made all the mages flinch. Even the angels that were summoned were seen to visibly flinch something that no mortal or self-proclaimed god can do. Unless of course you were their creator.  

"W-what nonsense! You. A god?! Don't make me laugh! Your ignorance shall be paid in blood!" The leader of the mages yelled. 

"Tsk, tsk, tsk... It is the other way around. To me you must have some steel balls to present to me this. . . this--". Y/n stopped himself and took in a deep breath. "Let's not get carried away. First, you plan to murder everyone in that village to which I have made my hub of influence. Second, you spawn these angels that belong to me." 

"Belong to you?! How ridiculous, for a self-proclaimed god!" The leader of the mage yelled. "Then what will you do?"

(A/n: Man, does this guy love to yell...)

With a diabolical smile, Y/n made a choice for the leader. "Well, that's easy. Give up your life and I might consider not destroying your entire nation. And if you refuse you die an endless death and when the time comes I will make you witness the death of your nation."

To the leader of the mages. He felt an immeasurable amount of doom that called out to him. His instincts and whole being told him to retreat, to run, to hide, to live. Even if he faced death countless times throughout his battles of war he trusted his instincts but what would happen to him if he did not do what he was tasked with?

Yet the leader refused to do what his instincts told him. And boy oh boy was that the worst mistake of his goddamn life. Not even the almighty Truck-kun could make this guy feel as much despair as he is going to feel.

"HAVE THE ANGELS ATTACK!" The leader ordered while trying to hide his fear. 

Just as the orders were given 2 angels dashed at Y/n jamming their spears into him, 'killing' him.

But in Y/n's view as the angels dashed to him, he used illusion magic and made it seem that the angels stabbed him but in actuality, Y/n pinched the tips of the spears and held the angels in place.

"Hahahhhhahahaha!!! How pathetic! All that boasting of being a god and you died! How utterly pitiful and miserable do you you have to be in making a claim like that and end up dying!" Mocked the leader.

"That's your first mark: using my creations against me. Your second mark: mocking me. Your third mark, I want to know what it will be?" Y/n calmly and somewhat creepily said in a soft tone. 

With minimal effort, Y/n moved the angels up against each other and each time he clashed the 2 harder and harder until they became nothing more than dust.

"I-impossible! How?!" Yelled the leader.

"Because I am god. The god of angels: Y/n." 

"H-HAVE ALL THE ANGELS ATTACK HIM!" The leader ordered.

"Oh, how cute. . ." Smiled Y/n. "But I made them. And for you to use them against me is. . . [Dishonor to Death]". 

Holding out his hand and opening his palm. Y/n summoned multiple Iron Maidens to trap and kill all angels present in the field. The Iron Maidens came closer and closer to the angels and they struggled to move in fear. For the first time in the history of this world, summonable angels screamed and begged.

All angels said the same thing to not be killed by their. . . 

"O' CREATOR! WE PRAY FOR THEE FORGIVENESS! WE, WHOM, ARE THY FAITHFUL CREATIONS BEG- PRAY FOR A GENTLE PERPETUAL WINK! WE HAST BEEN TARNISHED BY THE FOUL FLAME OF AMBITION THAT THESE MORTALS POSSESS!"

All angels in sync said in desperation, leaving all the mages in shock and disbelief. 

"Thy will be born anew. Thou'st wish for a perpetual wink shall be sweeting in eternal whole. In time thou will hath've honor art not what thou want?"

"O' CREATOR! THY SEE LIGHT UPON THOU STILL? O' HOW MERCIFUL AND SWEETING IS THY. WE, FAITHFUL CREATIONS SHALL BE IN WAIT TO BE ANEW AND SERVE THY ONCE THE NIGH DAY APPROACHES." 

All the angels gracefully accepted their dishonorable deaths for the chance of serving their god once again when they are summoned by Y/n on the occasion. 

"Well, then gentlemen. I think it is time for all of you be turned to ash!" Y/n exclaimed as he got ready to lodge himself in the mages and obliterate them whole. 

With a single word of his skill; "[Godspeed]", Y/n popped the heads of the mage one by one at light speed. All the mages, well, those that saw their comrades die in a blink of an eye turned their heads in a panic and as stated earlier Y/n popped their heads one. by. one.

After Y/n's killing spree, he appeared in front of the leader of the now-dead mages and grabbed him by the neck, lifting him from the ground. "And now, it's your turn to die just the rest of your comrades... uh... shit I forgot to ask you your name..." 

With a sigh, Y/n rubbed his chin and proceeded to talk again. "Eh, whatever I guess. You'll die anyway. So..." 

"[Requiem's dream]" 

And with that Y/n killed the leader with a skill that is heavily inspired by JJBA part 5, specifically Golden Experience Requiem. Which is in the skill's name but not everyone knows of JJBA sooo... yea. Anyway tl;dr, skill is a JoJo reference and loops the death of someone.

*thud*

"Huh?" Y/n heard something fall from the clothes of the now-dead leader and picked it up. "Interesting. A summon core. And an angel one at that. Hahahahahaha!!! And that is, no, was your third mark." 

Laughing Y/n abruptly stopped and turned in the direction of the village. "I guess it's time to go back. Oh but before that." 

Y/n looked in a seemingly random direction but in reality, he was looking at an invisible orb in the sky that spectated the entire onslaught. With a smile so creepy yet condescending put his finger in the middle of his lips. 

"Shhhhhhh. . . Don't worry I'll visit your nation soon enough and massacre the entire place. HehehehhahahaHAHAHAHAHA!!!" 

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*thud* 

A man resembling an archbishop jumped out of his chair and landed on the floor. With trembling fear, the man could only mutter. . . "We're doomed."

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