Grandmaster Of All Job Class

Chapter 3 - God Of Angels

Joan's soul drifted into nothingness after he left his body. He saw a light so small as a ball and he was approaching the light from afar.

His soul entered the light and a second later, he was in a place that was so bright.

Entering the place that was giving off bright light and saw a gate made of gold and precious stones laid off on its pillars from both sides and clouds were moving from all directions.

He saw his body having white robes and was youthful again. Different from the wrinkled hands and feet in his past life.

Not mentioning his voice that became young and pitchy. He imagined that his soul was technically or originally a young boy that didn't grow old. Such a free-willed old man has such a soul.

Piercing blinding light was what he can see and saw a bright figure from afar, sitting on a throne..

Many Angels were surrounding the figure and were not flapping their wings to fly nor float from afar. Angels in golden armors were lifting their two-handed swords burning in eternal flames while holding them just beside their faces.

Holding it upwards facing clouds up above them. Eyes were glowing with golden radiant glow and fierceness within.

The figure lifted his hands and soon the Angels held down their swords down. The figure was unbearably bright and Joan's eyes were pierced with its radiance.

Closing his eyes didn't even help for it to lessen the burning sensation of the light. In the great brightness, he can only cover his eyes with his hands but the light was still piercing in lower intensity this time.

"Greetings mortal! I am very pleased to see you here! My friend. Or should I say, Joan Emsworth? As you can see, I am the God of Angels that rule this realm. As your soul transmigrate, I chose you for this mission that only you can do. You will enter the world that I created. The Demon God was sending his demons to my world and they are making my people becoming a blood sacrifice. For darkness is spreading to the lands. Many are slaughtered and killed. You will go and save this world as I have chosen you to complete the task. I will send someone to help you and may he guide you on your journey. As you transmigrate, you will assimilate with a boy who passed away and his knowledge and experiences will be passed on to you. Now go and be strong, for the evil is at hand," The loud voice said to him.

He can only agree with him as he knows what were the consequences of using the [Soul transmigration] skill.

"It has been years since I have seen you. I didn't know how long it is but I am glad to see you again. My friend," Joan said to him.

"Don't fear, I will always be with you until the ends of the world. See you again, my long lost friend. I will open a portal just below your feet and you will be on your way. Any questions?" The God of Angels asked him, waiting for his inquiry to rise and take the initiative to ask.

Upon looking at him, Joan was in deep thought. Holding his chin with his pointing finger then sighed. He faced him then smiled as he remembered their past experiences together.

"Aha! You will make me face a terrible environment this time around? What about the world I will live in? Is it going to be challenging to live there?" Joan asked while pointing his finger towards him.

Still, the figure was so bright and domineering. Joan can only say it while his eyes closed.

"Ahem, you will certainly be going through such challenging ordeals as I have seen the World was enveloped with darkness. Only the Almarian Continent was left of the human territory. You see, they are planning of eradicating the human race,"

"You have such great taste for picking me up yourself huh? You know I am very tired as an old man but here I am very young again. I didn't know that I have such a cute soul. Like stout and short," Joan can only smirk on the process as his white robes were bigger than him. Making him have to drag the excess cloth to walk.

"Hahaha, your body is old but your soul is young. You need to become mature in your soul. You will still grow later on. Of course, so don't worry about it." The God then coughed loudly.

Joan then sat on the floor and looked at his surroundings for the last time.

"You see my friend, are you perhaps lonely here in this throne of yours?" Joan asked in curiosity.

The God Of Angels nearly coughed of what he heard. In that same moment, the Angels' eyes flashed with a grimace and darted towards him.

Flashing their swords towards his neck in a split second. Joan was then surrounded with swords all over his neck. Making him gulp some saliva on the process.

"Disrespectful!" Shouted one of the Angel who was holding a sword near his throat.

"Hahaha! You have a good question there. You should not be too carefree of what you ask me nor your actions to me. Or my Angels themselves will kill you on the spot. Remember that you are not on your past self who can shake the heavens but a wandering soul. But formalities aside, I would like to answer your question. I created the Angels and the Heavens because I wanted to have something to serve me. A place for me to enjoy and dwell in. But then, I thought of creating beings of my likeness. A being that has emotions like me and has its own will, unique from each other. And so I created Humans and the Demon God the Demons. All was at peace but the world I made has forgotten about me. I sent my prophets but they didn't listen. It was until then, the Demon God launched their attack towards the world I created and many were slaughtered. It was you who will be going to save it. Can you do the task?" The God Of Angels asked him.

Joan was very feeling nostalgic when it comes to meeting this God in his past life. It was him who thought him to be humble as he was defeated by this God, but it was a close match as he made this God acknowledge his strength. Now, he was asked if he can save his world from dying. All he could do was shake his head.

"As a reward for completing the task. I will grant one of your prayers. You can ask anything in prayer. Now, are we good? You will feel extremely frightened when you will be sent to my world so good luck on that," The God Of Angels said then opened the portal on his feet.

"Why frightened?" Joan asked.

"You will see...." He said and then he made a portal below his feet.