Holy Necromancer: Rebirth of the Strongest Mage

He was the son of a True God... But whose son was he? How did he end up in a mortal plane? No rebels that ran from the Realm of Gods had a kid.

And the Gods in the Realm of Gods would never have sent their child to be raised in the Lower Realm.

The questions swirled in the woman's mind, but she knew that now wasn't the time to delve into Gabriel's mysterious past. Even if she asked, it was unlikely that she was going to get any answers since it was clear that Gabriel himself didn't know his past.

What was even stranger was that she couldn't sense his original Bloodline either. There was just something really strange about that. It was as if his Bloodline was much higher tier than hers... Something which made it even more surprising.

When she used to be in the Realm of Gods, she was a member of the High Council of Gods.

For someone to have a higher Bloodline than her, it meant they were either in an even higher position in the High Council, or... She didn't want to think about that.

There were more pressing matters at hand, and unraveling his origins would have to wait for another time.

"I can see that there are many secrets surrounding you," the woman said, her voice tinged with curiosity. "But right now, we need to focus on the threat posed by Caen and the imminent danger that awaits you."

"You have won the battle, but not the war. Because the ones Ezekiel faught, and the ones who ran away weren't even the true protectors of the Realm of Gods. It appears more like you two got your timing right when Janus and Caen weren't there."

"You might have taken over the Realm of Gods, but you should still expect an even bigger danger looming over your head..."

Gabriel nodded, realizing that she wasn't wrong. However, that was exactly what he wanted! He wanted Caen to come to him! That was the person he was looking for after all.

As for Janus... He didn't know who this Guardian was, or just what kind of person he was. However, he wasn't scared... Even if he was to face death, he was going to die after killing Caen first!

The man who took his heart... He wanted to crush his skull under his feet, even if that was the last thing he did in this life.

"I know that things aren't over. If anything, they are just beginning.

The woman stood up from her spot by the lake and extended her hand towards Gabriel. "Come with me. There is someone who might be able to help you with this. Someone who has knowledge beyond anyone else in this realm."

Gabriel took her hand and rose to his feet. He was quite curious who this person was.

Until now, he thought that only the woman lived here. However, her words made him realize that he wasn't quite right with that.

Still, it was good for him. The more Rebels there were, the more people he was going to have, siding with him.

He was creating his own forces for the battle that was to come... A battle to destroy all the Gods that stood between him and Caen!

He didn't care even if he had to use these people like cannon fodder to buy more time for him to deal with Caen.

Last time, Caen had the power of Abyssal. However, Gabriel knew that he was also different now. The Abyss coursed through his veins as well. Maybe for that reason alone... So he could kill Caen!

Together, Gabriel and the Goddess traversed through the ethereal landscape, passing through the vast expanse surrounding the lake.

Finally, they reached a towering structure that seemed to blend seamlessly with the surroundings. From a distance, the tower was completely invisible. Only when Gabriel reached closer, he was able to see it.

"It is an ancient library, known as the Repository of Knowledge. That guy really loves his book. That's why, even when he ran from the Realm of Gods, he brought his books with him and made this library. This is his paradise and his home..."

The woman led Gabriel inside, where shelves upon shelves of books stretched as far as the eye could see. Each book contained the accumulated wisdom and history of the realms, preserved over countless ages.

A wise and elderly figure emerged from the shadows, his presence exuding an air of immense knowledge and power. He was the owner of the Repository, who guarded its secrets.

"Greetings, Enoch," the woman addressed the librarian with respect. "Remember the boy I told you about before? Who received the Inheritance of Worldly Laws?'

"This is Gabriel," she introduced Gabriel who was also observing the old man.

The old man had a weak and frail body, as if he was a mortal who could die of old age at any moment. However, the man had an aura around him that was filled with vitality.

Enoch peered at Gabriel, his eyes glinting with ancient wisdom. "Ah, that guy who you never stopped talking about."

The old man smiled, nodding his head after observing Gabriel. "The threads of fate have brought you here, young man. Come, let us delve into the annals of time and discover the truths that lie hidden."

With that, Enoch led Gabriel to a secluded chamber within the library, where ancient tomes lay waiting.

In this place, time moved much slowly. Years in this place were nothing more than mere moments outside.

The old man asked Gabriel a few questions, regarding his life and the problems he was facing. After getting his answers, he revealed quite a surprise.

He began his journey through the records of history, searching for clues and revelations that would shed light on Gabriel's past and more.

Days turned into nights as he went through the texts, deciphering cryptic passages and piecing together fragments of forgotten past.