Ascension of the Nephilim

In the past life of Kyros...

Kyros fell, bleeding with severe wounds all over him. The enemies had chased him, and he had managed to cross various zones that no cultivators under Cardinal dared to cross.

But in the last moments of his death, a strange power called out to Kyros and led him to safety. Even now, the power was slowly healing his wounds.

"You know, you should be dead, like me. How is it possible that you are still alive?" A young, handsome man sat down and glanced at Kyros.

"You're the one who saved me?" Kyros did not drop his guard but gave the young man a suspicious stare.

The young man sighed.

"So this is... the best that Fate could do, eh? Send me a person who has constantly defied her and lived. I guess this is good. One who challenges Fate might be strong. But do you have what it takes to cross the great gaps? Your cultivation is weak and unstable, and the heritages you built your strength upon are abysmal, to be honest." The young man sighed.

"What do you mean?" Kyros frowned.

"My strength has allowed me to conquer and kill."

"Conquer and kill, and yet here you are. On the verge of death and at the mercy of me. What a great conqueror." The young man chuckled.

"Why did you save me? Are you here to mock me? Experiment with me? ...Rape me?"

"What? No! Rape you?"

"It's not my first time, fool! I've seen men like you who see themselves over everything and do what they want!"

"Wow, Fate. Just wow. What did you make this kid go through?" The young man shook his head.

"I saved you from offering you power. I see no hope in your future, but my future is much dimmer."

"Power?"

"You are a pitiful Commander. Strong, but rather pitiful. Your stats tell me that you simply forged your way up the levels. You have a Champion's Potential and merely forced yourself to take in more energy to force you up the ranks. You are stronger than Champions but weaker than those with Commander potential. A pity." 

"Weaker than Commanders? I've killed dozens of Commanders. And a Cardinal."

"What...? You managed to kill Commanders and a Cardinal? But I just saved your sorry soul from the clutches of those Commanders!"

"Yes. I would have died, but they would have died too. I still have my family's heritage skill, [Death Stance]." Kyros began to start the power that would have activated Death Stance.

The young man could tell what it would have done.

"Soul Overdraft! That would kill you but give you a strength of a Cardinal... Impressive. But you can't have used this skill to kill a Cardinal since you are still alive. How did you kill the Cardinal?"

"I used my sword!" Kyros answered with an irritated tone.

"Your sword?! Your strength is not strong enough to breach a Cardinal's defenses! Which sword did you use?!"

"My other sword! I raped him! Of course, I used this sword! Are you stupid?! I took this and slashed him!" Kyros raged.

"Calm down, will you? You act as someone sealed your ability to be happy in life. Sheesh! Alright. It seems Fate has chosen you for a reason. If you can kill a Cardinal despite your severely weak stats, I guess I can give you a boost. Get up. I'll be giving you my Code."

"Your Code? Who are you, and why do you want to give me your power?"

"Let's just say I am a powerful cultivator who has special, powerful, and incomparable power. I can see that you are cultivating with a unique method."

"A force Paladin."

"Whoever invented that is a genius. Even among my peers, what you are doing is quite impressive. In any case, I want to change your power. How would you like to be... a Celestial Paladin?"

"A Celestial? You're going to help me level up all the way to 90?"

"Not in that way. Do you know that starting with Cardinal, cultivators have to train in various ways in order to level up and reach the next rank? Captains need to Class up to be Champion, and Champions need to do the same to be Commander. But what do Commanders need to become a Cardinal?"

"Yes. To become a Cardinal, I know that a person has to have a second profession. They need to be at least a Champion level emphasizing the other fields of cultivation. For example, if the cultivator emphasizes Magic, they need to study Force. And the opposite is true for Force Cultivators." Kyros nodded.

"Right. But do you know why they have to do that?"

"Force and Magic need to both grow to reach the next level. Force strengthens the body, and Magic strengthens the mind and inner power. If someone is weak on either the mind or the body, it can't withstand the potent power of a Cardinal. I have been training to increase my magic, but my utilization stems from my Grandfather's heritage of Force Paladin. I am using a portion of my Magic and using it as Force. I don't have any legacies to study to be a mage, but if I keep going, I will eventually have magic strong enough to bear the weight of the Cardinal."

"Correct but incomplete. It doesn't have to be Force and Magic. The key concept is that Training Force or Magic strengthens both containers. And if one were to carry the weight of greater power, they need to have a container that stronger."

"There are other sources of power apart from Force and Magic?"

"There is. The Soul. Conquerors need to train in that if they wish to be a Cherubims."

Kyros was amazed at this piece of information.

"Soul? How do I train in the Soul?"

"This planet calls those who have trained in it to be those with a Second Source. Second Source refers to the power harnessed through the soul. Your training as a Force Paladin has triggered that. But do you know what Cherubims need to be Celestials?"

"No."

"A Prime Core."

"What's a Prime Core? Is it stronger than what mages have?"

"Yes. If you want to take the next step from Celestials into being Transcendent cultivators, you need to create or have this implanted in. Simply put, this is the heart and source of power. But I will give you my Celestial Prime Core."

"So you are giving me the core that Celestials have?"

"One much stronger. Celestials are called Celestials because they can finally fly out to the great celestial body beyond their planets. But my power, the Celestial Core, harnesses the power of these Celestial Bodies. More specifically, the elements that create the planets and worlds above. Earth, Fire, Wind, Entropy, Water and Ice."

"Your core has Six Elements?!" Kyros exclaimed.

"Yes. But with your current power, you can only wield one. You'll have to stay here for a bit and let me train you. Of course, you still have to study how to unlock the power. Are you interested?"

"What price will I pay for this power?"

"Just live. The moment I give you this power, my enemies may look for you. I am as good as dead. I'll train you as much as I can, and I will die. Just live and try to survive. You may soon face my enemies. That's the only catch. I just want someone to live on with my legacy. And if possible, find my allies. You'll know them as the Core will urge you to."

"I already have a lot of enemies. Adding a thousand more doesn't make any difference. I accept. May I know your name?"

"Daradiel. Wielder of the Celestial Code. Now. Let me grant to you my power." Daradiel closed his eyes.

At that moment, he spoke in a strange language that Kyros could not understand. But in his new life, those words that Daradiel spoke had meaning as Kyros could understand First Word.

"I am Daradiel. Greater God of the Celestial Bodies. I wield the Elements that shape the worlds, and through me, the Elements take life. Let the Code that I wield be passed on. Let the power be passed, and the elements converge, and let the elements hear his voice!"

Kyros felt a sharp pain all over his body. His senses awoke as if he could hear the elements, and excruciating pain was felt in his chest.

The Celestial Prime Core was given, and he could hear the elements.

Back in the present timeline, in the Temple, Kyros recalled the Words of Daradiel and understood the power of the Celestial Code. It was the power to make the Elements beckon to his call.

"How are you doing this? You don't have his Code!"

"But I did." Kyros laughed.

"You mean...!"

"That's right. I remembered. That's how I can wield Earth, Wind, and Fire because while I cannot sense the elements now, I remembered what I had to do to wield it!"

"But how can you call the Elements? They won't beckon to your voice!"

Calaminus didn't sense it. But the Blood Calamity could. After all, it was the Corruption given to her.

"The Charmed Fallen! He's using the Charm Fallen's allure to call the elements to submission!" The Blood Calamity was so stunned that she unconsciously spoke out loud.

Earth, Wind, and Fire surrounded Kyros as he stood up. The power of the Celestial Paladin had returned to Kyros.

"Finally. I can fight a bit better now." Kyros smiled as the power slowly faded. On Kyros's peak, he was able to control four of the six elements. But now, he already had three.

"I wonder how Daradiel would react if he saw me now. Last time, he kept looking down on me." Kyros mused.

Somewhere in the Planesworld...

Daradiel was shocked. He could not understand but somewhere, someplace where his eyes could not see, his power was being invoked.

"Who?! How is this possible?!" Daradiel shouted.