Supreme Master In The Apocalypse

The history of heaven travels since way back. Gods were created before everyone. They were the ones who created the universe, using their unimaginable strength and power.

Their powers, as everyone knew, came from the Ancestral God, who was the sole creator of everything.

Despite the legends in the mortal world that the Ancestral God was the only reason why there were humans, it wouldn't actually all be possible without the help of the other gods. All of them contributed and shared their powers, assisting the Ancestral God in doing everything.

When humans were created, the Ancestral God decided to live in seclusion and leave heaven by building his own kingdom. He vowed that he will never interfere with the human and god's affairs unless it was badly needed.

Since then, there was a law that was created about how the gods should not fall in love with humans. The reason for it was that they shall not favor any mortal beings that they have created in this world.

It was to prevent an uproar and envy from the humans. Their existence should never be known by any other mortals or else, the punishment would be dire. They would be stripped of their title as a god, the same as their powers.

The only thing that would be left for them was their immortality, since only the Ancestral God could take it away.

At first thought, still having immortality and living in the mortal world with it would seem like a reward rather than a punishment. But seeing your loved ones dying in front of you while you were still well and healthy was mind and emotional torturing.

"Is that what happened to her?" Hendrix asked curiously.

If that was the case, then Ella must be horrified after seeing her ring light up. There were multiple cases of a god falling in love with a human, and they made another rule that no one should be allowed to go down there unless they have a special mission.

The only thing that would make them a god once again as if they were risen once again by Thalia, the current ruler, or the Ancestral God.

Rulers in heaven could only be replaced every 1000 years. The previous rulers will ascend to a higher rank and will be moved to the Ancestral God's Kingdom.

That was what a lot of gods have been aiming for since then. To ascend their ranks and be with the Ancestral God. It was said that the kingdom of the Ancestral God was divine and luxurious.

The only one that could come there was gods who have done a lot of merits and contributed enough to the world.

'If Ella has the ring, then that should mean that she was once a highly-ranked God.' He added in his thoughts, since only a few of them had the privilege to own a piece of jewelry that could detect one's power.

'I should try remembering all the names that were written in the Fallen Book.'

Tilting his head to the side, it was a pity for him that he wasn't that interested in books in the past. If only he read about all the names that were written in the Fallen book, then he could have an idea what Ella's position in heaven was back then.

'I should keep this away from Hugo before confirming. I do not want him to think idly of someone just because of my assumptions.'

Taking a deep sigh, Hendrix's thoughts were disrupted when he felt something odd in his head. It was pulsing heavily, as if there was something knocking on his brain. Hugo's hands tightly gripped into the table.

"Argh!" Groaning, he closed his eyes tightly. Finding a way to lessen the pain that he was feeling.

When Hendrix remembered the barrier that he had placed in the room, he quickly stood up. He swallowed hard, trying to manage the pain before he teleported right away to the room where the 3 people were currently held at.

In there, he saw that one of them was already wide awake. It was a man, wearing white clothes that he had changed with their previous clothes. It was easy since he just used his magic to change their dirty clothes from a clean ones.

Hendrix saw how the man's eyes widened as he went near to him. He didn't mind his stare and went to the side, where he took a glass of water before giving it to him.

"Here."

The man looked at Hendrix anxiously. His eyes were trembling as he accepted the glass of water that was given to him. "W-Who are you?" He stuttered. His heart was beating out loud like crazy.

Hendrix could sense fear in the man's presence. It must be because he was held captive for so long that he hadn't had the chance to interact with other people.

Hendrix smiled as he took a step back. "I am Hendrix," he introduced himself.

Just a little movement from him and was enough for the man to flinch right away. "Don't worry, I won't do anything for you." He chuckled.

"Do you still want some water?" His brows shot up.

The man shyly nodded his head. He bowed down as he accepted another glass of water coming from Hendrix.

Hendrix placed the pitcher back on the table. He turned his eyes to the man and asked him. "How about you? What's your name?"

"I am Jimon… Jimon Refuez," Jimon introduced himself. Jimon has black hair and a thin body. His skin was pale, almost lifeless. Even doe the pearl had made their wounds and scars disappear, it could only help improve one's physical appearance.

The scar that was left in Jimon's heart didn't vanish. It was as if the nightmare that he had lived or a few months was still in the back of his head.

"Tell me, do you remember anything that happened when you were in that hospital?" Hendrix asked Jimon. In order for them to know what really happened, he had to ask him right away.

Jimon shook his head. "I-I could not remember anything aside from the fact that they would constantly give us something in the morning and after that, we would immediately lose our consciousness," he answered.

Truth to be told, that was the only thing that he could remember for the past days that he stayed inside that room.

"What about the times before you were held captive?" Hendrix's forehead creased.

Jimon sighed. It was a few minutes of silence before he had the courage to speak up for himself. He was still scared to look back at how everything started, but Hendrix… he was different. He felt that he could trust him.

"I was a poor guy who was alone in the hospital because of an accident. Due to the fact that I can's pay my bills, they offered me to join something. I was desperate back then, so I agreed and that's when everything started…"

He paused for a while, looking at Hendrix warily. When he saw that Hendrix was listening attentively, he continued his words. "And the only thing that I could remember was that they injected something into my body. After that, the next memory that I have was that we were locked up in a dark room. A white-clothed person would enter our room… and that's where it started."

After Jimon finished his story, Hendrix could feel sadness, pity, and anger in his heart. His fist clenched, hiding it in his back so that Jimon, who was in his front, wouldn't see it.

"I have something for you, Jimon." He opened up his palms until the golden liquid appeared in front of it.

"I know that you may not trust me yet, but can you drink this whole thing?" He raised his brows, showing a small cylinder container.

Even though Jimon was scared, there was something in his heart that was telling him that Hendrix wouldn't bring any harm to him.

His hands trembled as he reached out for Hendrix's hands. He took out the cylinder glass on it and drink the liquid inside.

He couldn't help but frown when he tasted that the liquid was sweet as if it was made out of entire sugar. He could feel his body, relaxing, after swallowing the liquid. It was like magic that made his thirst suddenly go away.

However, it wasn't a few minutes before he felt something different in his body. He could feel his eyelids, getting heavy. His consciousness slowly drifted apart. His eyes closed and his back fell into the soft mattress once again.

Hendrix scratched the back of his head. "What is happening?" Even he, who was tasked to do this, wasn't sure about what was inside the liquid.

The only thing that he knew was that it would relieve their addiction to the drug that has been injected into their body, just like what Thalia had informed him.

He waited patiently to see if the man will wake up sooner. He opened the door and searched for where was Hugo.

Seeing Hugo in the other room, he immediately called his name.

"Why?" Hugo's forehead creased.

"One of the patients is awake already," Hendrix uttered which made Hugo hurriedly moving.