"Dammit. It is the Anti-Divine source. How is that so many sources exist in this boy?" Raphael, grimacing, was forced to take a different path.
He proceeded to craft a second core inside Azzy—a separate vessel to contain the volatile Protos essence. One that did not interfere with the Divine Core.
Azzy now stood unique in the cosmos, a mortal with:
A Divine Core, like the gods.
A Protos Core, like the Protos beings.
And yet, even now, the fusion wasn't complete.
The Sword of Light refused integration. Well, at first, its will was too strong—bound by a pact that even Raphael dared not violate. But Raphael manipulated the Protos core in Azzy's body to corrupt it completely, binding it to Azzy's body.
Then there was the final fragment—the Jewel of Light, containing the Supreme Angel's soul.
Raphael, however, became hesitant in integrating that power. "No... not yet."
