Chapter 4 - Prologue Part 2

The smoke and dust that covered the entire castle during the explosion slowly dissipated. There stood Nijisaki Ken with blood all over his body. Half of the dragon that protecting him was destroyed and his Divine Dress was also partially broken.

"Hahaha... amazing. You can withstand that attack!" Azael laughed seeing Ken's condition.

"Is that your Divine power? won't gods lose their divine power when they fall into this world?" Ken asked curiously about the power that Azael gave off.

"Yes, that's true. We gods who fall into this world will lose our divine power. But that doesn't apply to me.. Because I can restore my lost divine power." He said it while raising his hand and the sword emitted a jet black light mixed with purple.

"Resist my attacks again if you can. This time I will muster all my divine power." Azael's body was enveloped in a thick purple-black light and circled him like a tornado.

"Yes, this will be my last attack too. This is the spirit of me and my friends who died in the war to protect this world. Even though this beautiful and colorful world is not our world." Ken said it with determination on his face but also sadness within it.

Ken gripped his sword tightly while pouring out all his remaining power. He subconsciously remembered his friends who had also been summoned to this world who had sacrificed in a war that was not theirs. Tears started to flow from Ken's eyes.

"Aaaahhhhhhhh!!"

"Aaaahhhhhhhh!!"

They both swung their swords at the same time. The black flash of light collided with the 7 colored lights.

Booooooooooooooooooooommmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...

An explosion bigger than before could be seen with the naked eye from the edge of the continent. The strong vibrations could be felt like an earthquake due to the collision of the two forces. The mushroom smoke soared many times higher and bigger than before. The floating castle and island were destroyed without a trace. There was only rubble and smoke covering them.

"Ughh...you are indeed great, hero. But are you sure you are satisfied with a victory like this?" Azael said and coughed up blood several times.

"I don't know if I'm satisfied or not. If time could be turned back, then I would choose to save my friends and not this world." Ken answered honestly.

"Hahaha... Even for us, gods, reversing time is not easy. Hey, do you think this world is really beautiful and colorful?" Azael asked Ken a strange question.

"Why are you suddenly asking that?" Ken was confused why Azael suddenly asked something like that. When the smoke and dust disappeared all that could be seen was Azael lying with an incomplete body. Only his head and right arm remained. While Ken is better. Even though he was covered in blood and lost his right hand. Ken can still stand.

"The world is beautiful and colorful not because it looks the way it does. But because of the way we see the world." Azael started to say words that Ken didn't understand.

"What are you saying..." Ken became even more confused hearing what Azael said.

"So it's not because the world is colorful, but because we have color to see the world." He kept saying incomprehensible things.

"You..." But Ken began to understand what Azael was about to say.

Azael just smiled at Ken who was like that and continued his words. his fingertips move slowly and form a very complex magic circle.

"But what if that person has no color at all? How does he see this world?" Azael asked in a serious tone this time.

"You're crazy..." Because Ken knew exactly what Azael meant. Color is a human emotion and determines how they see the world. When their color disappears. They will see the world as black and white and they also can't feel anything from the surroundings or people around them.

Azael just smirked seeing Ken like that. ken feels chills down his spine imagining what Azael was about to do.

"This is my farewell gift hero, we will meet again later. Hahaha..." Azael said while laughing loudly. A giant magic circle formed with a Ken in the center. Hundreds of magic chains came out of the magic circle and restrained Ken.

"What are you doing now?!" Ken screamed hysterically because he felt something had changed with his body.

"Hahaha, this is a forbidden curse spell that I created with the remaining holy power and life force. Even in the god realm this spell is considered extremely dangerous and forbidden to the user or its target. But since I was about to die, this doesn't matter to me. And this spell can't be destroyed even if the spell user or the target dies." Azael laughed with satisfaction seeing Ken who had been chained by his spell.

"What kind of curse is this!?" Ken asked Azael while trying to free himself from the magic chains that were holding him back. But all his efforts were in vain. When that one chain is destroyed, a new magic chain will appear immediately.

"Hehe, didn't I say it before? What if the person who sees this world loses its color? I don't mean the sight. You should understand now, hero?" Azael chuckled.

"You..." Ken shuddered at the thought of what would happen to him.

"You're right. You will lose all your colors, your emotions. Love, fear, hatred, sadness, and all the emotions you have. So how does a doll see this world? Hahaha..." Azael laughed heartily at him as he continued to pour his divine power to the last drop.

A big hand came out from the magic circle that Azael made. The hand directly stabbed into Ken's heart. But no blood came out. The hand slowly pulled out something. Threads of various colors slowly flowed out of Ken's body.

"Urgh... don't ever expect you to take it from me!!!" Ken shouted trying to fight back.

Ken pulled back the magic hand that was about to pull the colorful threads from his body with one hand remaining. He unleashed the last of his strength to fight. But unfortunately, this spell was made with divine power and the remnants of Azael's life. So all his efforts were in vain.

"Hahahaha... Don't do anything pointless, hero. That's enough for your struggle. See you later."

[Colorless god curse]

"Aaaahhhh..." Ken felt like something was missing from him. Something very important. Little by little holes formed inside him as the magic hand pulled the colorful threads from Ken's body. The Hand drawn colorful threads enter the magic circle.

[SEAL!]

"Aaaaaaarrrgggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." The scream from Ken that gave people goosebumps echoes in the sky.