chapter 4

The story of a gifted child, the so called ultimate child of God.. he was destined to serve humanity aswell as the heavens, his power as a gifted human was unrivaled thus he was feared by the devils themselves.

He was born with no inner demon residing inside of him, he was just a pure vessel, yet tragedy befall upon him causing him to abandon his responsibility and succumb himself unto the darkness.

He can no longer be saved, the darkness in his heart made his guardian angel corrupt and succumb to the darkness with him too... it was the first case of a fallen angel.

He had made a choice of bringing justice to those who need it, he was helpless when the tragedy befall on him and so, he shall dirty his hands for the sake of the people who was not able to attain justice.

He formed a group consisting of people ready to risk their lives for him and for him only, he called this group the SACRED SWORD OF GOD. They call themselves heroes of the weak, the government did not like the sound of this new terrorist group.

The higher ups decided to form a group aswell that will rival these terrorist group, they called it ENIGMA, a secret force that was built for a sole purpose of bringing down the terrorist group called THE SACRED SWORD OF GOD.

"khael snap out of it!" izaya's loud voice almost impaired khael's hearing, he was dozing off as izaya was talking to him.

"oh.. sorry, i was just thinking of something." khael smiled apologetically at izaya.

izaya raised a brow at his bestfriend because he finds his behavior rather odd, he was about to ask him if he's doing fine when the bell rang.

"we better go back to our room." khael suggested and izaya just followed behind him, still bothered about how the poor guy is acting lately.

The class started and khael zoned out yet again, which made him unable to react to his teacher calling him.

"Mr. Khael Payne!" the teacher yelled at the young man making him snap out from his little daydream. khael looked around examining the disappointed look on the face of his classmates, khael's eyes trailed to izaya who just pinched his temples.

"oh sorry sir." khael stood up and the teacher just sighed before giving him an earful infront of his classmates.

"next time this happens, i won't let you off easily." khael's teacher warned him before he walked back to the teacher's stand and resumed his lessons.

When the class finally finished, izaya immediately rushed to khael and grabbed him in the collar and shaked the guy's whole body.

"what's wrong with you dude?" he asked in an annoyed tone but khael can certainly tell that his friend is just genuinely worried for his whole well-being.

"man its just that i have been having nightmares and often never gets a goodnights sleep." khael explained making izaya sigh.

"you should drink sleeping pills dude if you can't sleep." izaya advised and khael just nodded in response.

'man if only sleeping pills could shut the yapping mouth of the devil inside of me.' khael thought to himself.

The reason why khael was not able to focus lately is because his inner demon keeps distracting him and his trying his best to ignore it.

As peachy colored sky slowly fades, A group of people chatted with each other. Inside an abandon mansion in the mountains, the so called SACRED SWORD OF GOD resided in its ruins, they're basically running and hiding from the secret force called enigma.

"master! we should attack those bastards!! we should fight back!!" a guy with a mullet and few piercings in his ears shouted. He's a part of the SACRED SWORD OF GOD.

"shut up Casio! you're disrupting master's rest." a girl with pink hair and ocean blue eyes scolded the thug and they exchanged dirty looks.

"do you really want a fight right now?" the guy with a mullet who's name is apparently Casio, has his hands on his pocket, he slouched his back and leaned closer to the shorter girl and glared at her. but the girl seemed unfazed instead she gave him a cold chilling glare aswell.

"oh my aren't everyone too energetic?" A man in his early 20s appeared out of nowhere, and as soon as they heard his voice everyone on the vicinity immediately knelt on one knee with they're gaze on the ground.

He stood infront of everyone, his silver hair shining in the dimly lit room, his smile was pure and so is his love for his comrades... the once ultimate child of god stood infront of the members of SACRED SWORD OF GOD.

"master, i apologize for my behavior." the girl apologized making the silver haired man chuckle a little bit, he slowly walked towards her and lightly patted her head.

"its fine." after hearing those words from the silver headed man, tears came falling from the pink haired girl.

"Maya, don't waste your tears." the silver headed guy added, making her wipe her eyes quickly.

To the eyes of every member of the SACRED SWORD OF GOD, the silver headed guy is their savior. The man has saved them from their own miserable lives and led them to a life full of meaning.

"My dear friends, don't push yourselves, all of you must rest so that when battles arise you are at your best." his calm soothing voices sipped in every soul in the room.

"Yes! Master Creed!" the whole member of the SACRED SWORD OF GOD replied in unison.

"hey dip shit!" A man in his military uniform called out to another guy who has a military uniform.

"what do you want Mikael." the guy who was called out answered in an uninterested tone.

"when are you going to pay your goddamn debt you sick loser." the guy with a vulgar mouth added, he has a slicked back hair and a perfect nose, he is what girl's like to call a walking heartbreak. he wore his military uniform with three buttons unbuttoned, he always has a scowl on his face making him intimidating. His name is Mikael Seed

"i'm gonna pay soon geez." the guy with a bored look on his face answered.

His name is Alphonse Davis, he has a hazel brown hair and he always wears a stoic face, which made him unapproachable as well.

"Those sacred rats are a pain in the ass man!" a man with a raven colored hair appeared out

of the meeting room, he has slanted eyes and a kind looking face.

"were you not able to track them Clint?" mikael asked and the man in question just nodded in disappointment.

"don't lose hope, rats always crawl out of their hiding place anyway." alphonse said in a nonchalant way.

"man being part of the enigma is really taking a toll on my mental health." Clint complained as he looked at the thick stack of paper on his hand, and the other two just nodded in agreement.

'it's really a pain in the ass.' the three thought to themselves.