Grandpa Universe In Multiverse

Chapter 453: Godly Heretic

[A/N: For Those who don't know, this is Berserk anime. It's pretty dark. You don't need to watch the old anime to start watching it now. You can simply watch the three movies before the two seasons.]

"Huh? Demon? Me? Bwahaha... This is the first time people have called me this when they see me flying. Usually, they just fall to their knees and start praying." Alexander talked to himself loudly.

He looked at the man in shining armor, "What place is this called and whose soldiers are you?"

"Heathen, how dare you speak to me. I am the squad leader of the Holy Iron Chain Knights, the greatest believer of god. You are in front of the Tower of Conviction. You shall be judged by the great Inquisitor now." The man took out his sword.

Alexander just looked around without a care. He looked at the tall building a distance from him. He also looked at the tall black armored swordsman.

~Hmm... he's as tall as me. Pretty tall for a human in the middle ages. But I have a feeling this isn't the normal middle ages.~ he thought.

"Hmm... so you are the church's army. Which god do you serve?" Alexander asked.

"Only the one true god. SURRENDER NOW!" He shouted.

"Why do I feel that the god you are talking about is a demon? And why is there so much demonic presence on this planet? A bit too much I'd say. Also, why are these poor people not being helped? Isn't that what a religious order is supposed to do?" Alexander bombarded the man with questions but he knew that he wouldn't get answers. However, thankfully he knows how to win over people and he was more interested in the tall swordsman.

"THEN DIE!" The knight swung his sword at Alexander who was two heads taller than him.

*CLANK*

The sword broke down the moment it hit his shoulder as if the sword was made of glass.

...

Guts was about to stop the man from whipping the woman but suddenly he saw a man falling from the sky in a golden light that could be anything but demonic. But he still didn't judge too early as Griffith himself looked like an angel from the heavens but turned out to be a monster.

He could see that the flying man was clueless about where he was and the knights were going to hit him.

Suddenly, Puck flew closer to his ear, "Guts, I can sense his aura. He's not normal."

"Yeah, I saw him flying too," Guts replied and scoffed at Puck for not saying anything valuable.

"No Guts, I mean, I sense an aura opposite to that of a monster, demonic beings, or an apostle. It is as if he is entirely opposite from them. And way stronger too. I don't think I can get closer to him without passing out due to the sheer spiritual pressure of his body," Puck explained.

"Huh... now I am interested. Let's see what he's got," Guts muttered in a low voice.

*CLANK*

He was very shocked seeing the sword breaking like that. If it was him he could have shrugged it off as he had armor on. But the old man was only wearing simple clothes.

...

Alexander looked at the shocked man who just hit him and checked his sins,

||Randal - Category 3

Murder - 21

Indirect Murder - 123

Torture - 56

R*pe - 13

Demon Worshipper - Unknowingly

Sin Percentage - 69%||

[The sins will be high in this world even for less number of murders or crimes because the population is low and most sinners are normal humans.]

Alexander felt disgusted. If this was a man working for the church then what about real murderers? So, he checked for the sins of other members of his team.

||Franks - Category 3

Murder - 16

Indirect Murder - 20

Torture - 60

R*pe - 9

Pedophilia - 4

Demon Worshipper - Unknowingly

Sin Percentage - 66%||

||Reed - Category 3

Murder - 10

Indirect Murder - 15

Torture - 40

R*pe - 2

thievery - 50

Demon Worshipper - Unknowingly

Sin Percentage - 63%||

||...Sin Percentage - 67%||

||...Sin Percentage - 65%||

~Oh my god, why are all of these religious fools r*pists. Where the hell have I come to? And what's with their demon worship? Their sins look pretty demonic to me.~

"You are no men of god. Your sins speak against you." Alexander said and grabbed the face of the group leader in his palm.

"You disgust me," Alexander muttered and read all his memory. He found out about world geography. The events that occurred. The reality of the Holy See, that even they had no idea about god. They just did it because they could and control the world while at it. There was no religion or set of rules. The Holy See could call anyone a heretic and burn them.

There were also supposed to be fantasy beings like elves, demons, and all but the man wasn't sure about it. He also found information about the man in black armor. He was supposed to be a legend of some kind. Going by the name black swordsman. Once Alexander was done he sent out a beam of golden light from his hand. Burning the body to ashes. It happened fairly quickly but by then the man was already screaming and had peed himself.

"All of you are sinners. Murderers, r*pists, and thieves. Exploiting people is your true profession, not serving the gods." He shouted at them.

The knights got scared and tried to run away. One of them unluckily tried to pass by the black swordsman and ended up getting cut in half.

~This is too brutal.~ Alexander thought about it but didn't pay attention to it.

Others were quickly burned by Alexander's golden flames that released very soothing and warm flames that could warm people's hearts.

There was a boy with a broken leg who went close to the fire because he felt attracted to it. But, when he reached it he just kept on staring at it for a second. Then suddenly he jumped.

His face showed an unbelievable expression and full of smiles, "Oh Lord! This is... my leg got healed. Just the warmth from this fire was enough to do that."

Alerted by his claims, many more desperately sick or wounded ran to the fire like a moth attracted to light. Some had half-paralyzed faces stuck in bad positions. Some had pain in their joints, some had broken bones left untreated for many years. There were also a few women with their small skeleton-like babies in their arms. The babies suddenly started crying as if energized by the fire.

"I DON'T FEEL PAIN!" one exclaimed.

"My FACE IS HEALED!" Another yelled.

"MY BABYY!"

Suddenly they turned towards Alexander. Alexander also realized what was going to happen so he decided to go with it. If he could give them hope then he would. He was also going to steal the worship away from whichever demon was ruling the world and making them pray to him.

Around Alexander's body, a soothing majestic golden aura formed and the slow wind started running. His hair fabulously waved like smooth waves in the sea. ~I wonder if Jesus feels like this too,~

The people started kneeling one after another and started chanting, "GOD IS HERE!"

"GOD IS HERE!"

But close to Alexander's ear, a snort was heard, "Huh, showoff."

Alexander lightly chuckled and spoke, inaudible to others, "So you two came out, good job staying hidden,"

"I felt their emotions, so I decided this was not the time to magically appear," Dobby whispered.

"Haha.. then I will introduce you two as my right and left hand. Where is Iroh?" He asked.

"Oh, he was preparing tea for everyone in the kitchen. He'll be joining soon," Ragnarok informed.

Alexander focused on the people again and raised both his hands to show his palm.

Then a golden light fell upon every single person. It was not enough to heal a major injury or illness but smaller ones like infections, minor injuries, and common cold were treated by it. Everyone felt his warmth and chanted even more profusely.

Guts too felt his entire body's internal injuries disappearing and he even felt a soothing sensation over his Brand of Sacrifice. He felt that as long as this light covered that mark, the creatures of darkness wouldn't be able to find him.

Puck, sitting on Gut's head, also knelt, "I can't believe this, he's the real deal. God really came,"

"Tsk... who knows." Guts disapproved.

"Huh, heretic, I have become a believer now, you shall too soon," Puck said in his squeaky voice.

"ALL HAIL THE LORD!" Isidro, another member of Guts' traveling party, repeatedly kowtowed on the ground.

"See, that's how you do it properly," Puck told Guts and joined Isidro.

But Guts didn't look at Alexander anymore. He looked at the Tower of Conviction. "I need to find Casca."