# The Awakening of Noah

In the darkness of my eyes, I see humans scattered, trying to save themselves from the threats of the sky—the cracked earth opening a path for embers to lick at humans who try to approach. The mortal bodies of humans tossed about in the air with flames licking their fragile forms, no longer called humans, they are like puppets that can be played with at will. Not escaping my sight, a large creature with a black robe enveloping its body stands firm among the mortal humans with its sharp red gaze, as if the fire there originated from those red eyes. I know this black-robed creature enjoys every cry of pain from these humans.

"What are you doing?" I approached the black-robed creature. My curiosity grew when the creature thundered its laughter that could pierce ears. "What are you?" It's different from other creatures, not human or even The LN.

It bowed to the ground, with one foot supporting its body. And in a matter of seconds, cracks reopened, spewing hot liquid with increasingly wild embers, "You are no match for me, lowly creature."

Silence. I fell silent hearing the arrogance in its voice, "What makes you think you're no match for me? Do you think you're my equal?"

A growl of anger was heard from between its lips, "I am the LN God, arrogant creature. You will perish just like what happened to your wife."

Hearing it mention 'my wife' with that filthy mouth made my chest rumble with anger. I don't know what it meant by my wife's death. What I realized was that my anger spread throughout my body. The thirst to annihilate the black-robed creature grew stronger within me.

In an instant, the horrific scene vanished like all the city lights being shut off at once. I jerked awake, cold sweat dampening my forehead. Just a dream.

"Shin! Wake up, dear! It's morning!" My mother's shrill voice echoed from downstairs. Before I could answer, my bedroom door was already opened enthusiastically.

"Look what Father brought!" My father appeared with a beaming face, holding up an envelope with a red seal. "An invitation to the Academy entrance tournament! A golden opportunity for you, Son!"

I rubbed my eyes, still trying to gather my senses when Mother burst in with a tray of breakfast. "Good grief, you two! Let me wash my face first!"

"Can't wait! Father has to go downstairs to make the best sword for my son!" Father clenched his fist with fiery eyes. "A sword that will get you into the Academy!"

"But breakfast..." Mother pouted.

"Later! What's important now is to measure Shin's hand for the sword handle!" Father pulled my hand.

"Eat first!"

"Sword first!"

I laughed seeing their little debate. Although sometimes exhausting, the excessive attention of my parents always warmed my heart.

"Alright, alright. I'll have breakfast while Father measures my hand." I mediated, making both of them smile with satisfaction.

"Smart boy!" they said in unison, then glanced at each other and laughed.

While chewing on Mother's warm bread, I was still thinking about the dream. Strange, that dream felt so real—like a memory hidden in the darkest corner of my mind.

"Shin, you're daydreaming," said Father, who was measuring my wrist with his wooden measuring tape. "Are you alright?"

"Yes, just a bad dream." I smiled faintly, inhaling the aroma of bread that warmed my soul.

Flashes kept appearing—a black-robed figure, with an aura of destruction, and the name "Noah" that echoed. All mixed with the smell of iron from Father's workshop and the aroma of bread from Mother's shop that was so familiar.

"You know," Father began while jotting down measurements on a piece of paper, "the sword I'm going to make is special. Not just because it's for the tournament, but because... I don't know, your hand has a strange scar." He pointed to a faint mark on my palm.

That scar. I never knew where it came from, but every time I looked at it, there was a strange stirring in my chest. Like a dormant power, waiting to rise.

"Maybe you got cut by a bread knife when you were little?" Mother laughed, stroking my head lovingly. "You used to love playing in my kitchen."

But my heart whispered differently. This mark wasn't from a bread knife. But it seemed related to those dreams, as if there was an oddity, as if something was trying to give me an understanding about myself as Noah.

"What matters now," Father patted my shoulder, "is that you focus on the tournament. You're still our child, and we always think of you as our little boy, don't overthink things."

I nodded, though in my heart I wondered—would that past let me be? Or someday, would the Noah within me rise again?

For now, the aroma of bread and the clang of iron from Father's workshop were my world. But somehow, I felt this was just the calm before the real storm.

"Shin, please deliver these loaves to the eastern dormitory," said Mother as she arranged warm bread into a wicker basket. "Mother heard that the noble children like to have breakfast later."

I took the basket filled with a stack of bread that was still exuding a sweet aroma. I put on my old uniform that had faded a bit—at least I tried to look as neat as possible even though the fabric was far from luxurious.

All the way to the dormitory, sneering glances followed my steps. Students in luxurious uniforms whispered while glancing at my bread basket with disdainful looks.

"Look at that bread seller," whispered a tall boy to his friend. "How dare he enter the dormitory area dressed like that," continued the fat boy beside him.

Let it be, pretend not to hear. What matters is that my bread gets sold—at least that's what I always tell myself.

"Hey, poor boy!" A voice startled me. Those three young men in fancy uniforms stood blocking my way. "Shin... I'm sure you can't get into the academy by selling bread."

He laughed mockingly. "Yeah, his bread is cheap. I doubt what abilities he has." His dirty hand grabbed my basket roughly. "Let me buy them all. Maybe they can be food for my dog."

My chest felt hot hearing his insults, but I tried to stay calm. "Sorry, but this bread is ordered by other students."

"Hey, you! Leave or I'll have you expelled from the academy for your lowly actions."

Before the situation worsened, a gentle voice interrupted. A girl with long golden curly hair wearing a tiara walked closer. Her uniform was just as luxurious, with diamond-blue eyes—friendlier and wiser.

"Princess Lera..." The three strange boys backed away a little.

"I'm the one who ordered those loaves," she said calmly. "And I hope you're not bothering the seller I personally invited."

They sneered quietly before leaving. Lera smiled at me.

"Sorry for their behavior," she took some bread from the basket. "Hmm, it smells delicious. No wonder the dormitory headmistress recommended your shop."

I was stunned for a moment. Didn't expect a noble to speak so kindly to me.

"Th-thank you, princess."

"Just call me Lera," she took out several silver coins. "This is for everything. Brother Noah, I heard you're joining the tournament?"

Shin was surprised by that form of address—"Huh! Noah, you know something about Noah," Shin wanted to know more.

"It's quite ironic, brother, that you've been reduced to this. At least I knew you more than 17,000 years ago."

I started to feel confused and didn't understand, "What's that? Knowing me since 17,000 years," continued Shin, glancing at Lera who appeared to be a 19-year-old girl.

"I'm sure brother Noah will enter the magic academy, but the journey ahead will be difficult and not easy. I, your sister, will always follow you."

"What's your relationship with me, why do you call yourself my sister?"

"Of course I'm your most beloved sister. I will help you remember your past—"

"—I dreamed last night," Shin interrupted, "I saw humans scattered trying to save themselves from cracked earth spewing hot lava, that figure, was that the cruel me?" he continued.

"No. He is The LN, pretending to be the second pillar god of the poles."

"Tell me more about who The LN is."

Lera raised her right hand, placing it on Shin's forehead, a soft blue light glowed, "Brother must quickly remember everything [Buried Memory Key: Yirdola]"

Shin felt a strange sensation, as if something opened inside his brain. He then began to remember forgotten memory fragments, including events related to the world's destruction.

Flashback of Noah's memory...

Noah's thoughts were centered slowly but surely, his brain like seeing a display of brilliant images, with extraordinary beauty.

In the initial system repetition...

Noah was in the grand silver hall, his memory seemed to guide his footsteps toward the grand silver water throne.

"I am the magnificent second polar god who inhabits the abyss dimension," Noah smiled, "—LERA! I will kill you, Arata," the smile turned into profound sadness when witnessing Lera being killed, leaving the deepest wound at that time. This time Noah shed tears, still remembering how badly he failed to protect his sister.

In the second system repetition...

The last step in his memory, Noah snapped his fingers.

*Snap*

This time Noah frowned, as his body was dying, why did he release magic? The destroyer sword in his grip began to lose its reality structure, like losing color.

"I don't want brother to go, don't leave your sister. Please, I don't want to be alone, being lonely without brother is very painful."

Her tears flowed heavily until they flooded the black robe on Noah's chest, Lera remained silent for a very long time hugging Noah, her eyes streaming tears endlessly.

For 17,000 years Lera felt lonely without him, Noah felt more guilty and heavier toward Lera.

"Sorry for leaving you for so long, 17,000 years. Sister, brother always wants to meet you," Noah's embrace was so warm to Lera, both felt peaceful until they shed tears of joy.

"Brother is so mean, really mean, but I'm grateful to meet brother again," Lera hugged Noah more tightly.

The tears visible on Lera's cheeks were gently wiped by Noah, "this time we won't be separated again," said Noah with a smile.

"17,000 years ago I released destructive magic, why is part of my memory gone?" Something felt odd to Noah.

"I don't remember that either, brother. It's as if someone deliberately erased parts of our memories. I— tried very hard to remember everything but there's still something wrong with my memory," Lera sighed, her difficulty in losing memory causing excessive annoyance.

"How is that possible, do you remember who are the pillar gods of the pole?"

"No. I only remember brother Noah, myself, and the main god Arata who was always brother's rival."

"Did he kill me?" asked Noah, his expression full of vigilance.

"No. Brother's death seemed to be a decision that brother Noah himself wanted—"

"That answer is too easy to guess, maybe you're right, I was the strongest—remembering that in the first system repetition The creator met me to tell something," Noah paused briefly, "this time, I feel like the weakest among the gods. My divine essence has been eroded by half," continued Noah.

"We need to have a solid plan. Let's fight together to return to the Abyss dimension and defeat the enemies blocking our path. Please, don't let your rivalry with god Arata worsen our situation. We've lost too much, and now it's time for us to take revenge and reclaim everything."

Noah grinned at Lera's determination, "I can't let you join the war of the second system repetition, but my sister is my strongest sister—the fourth candidate for the polar gods."

"Does brother Noah start to believe that in every journey, you will find other fragments of memory?"

"No. I myself will restore my memory to its original state, completely. I will not wait to reveal it."

"Ah, that's right, that's like brother's characteristic. Brother Noah still hasn't forgotten that true power is power about balance and the order of nature," Lera's crisp laughter attracted others' attention.

"Oh no, that poor commoner is joking with the princess of this country. How unfortunate his life is," their closeness created misunderstandings among those around them who were watching, but they laughed cheerfully.

Noah stroked his sister's features with affection as Lera laughed crisply.

Anyone, even throughout the universe, a brother would certainly not let his sister's sorrow linger for 17,000 years. For Noah, his sister's sadness was enough. Now, his existence must bring peace and tranquility to Lera's heart.

"What's your plan today, brother?" asked Lera when her laughter turned into a wide funny smile.

"Come with me, to my home."

"Yes, I'll come, I really want to meet brother's parents."

Hearing Noah's words, she immediately stood up enthusiastically from the park bench.

"Alright,"

At the Faris Moon family residence...

"Hello, good afternoon" Lera waved her hand to Irasbella with a joyful feeling and a wide smile that made her eyes close.

"Shin! What have you brought? Mother told you to sell, not to find a wife," shouted mother with great excitement, her shrill voice reaching father's underground workshop.

Faris burst through the door like a dancer, calling my name with a high-pitched voice, "you managed to win the heart of a girl who looks like a princess, even your father couldn't do that at your young age."

"Brother's family is really boisterous. Even mother doesn't realize I'm a princess from this country just by looking at my familiar appearance, everything can't be hidden," Lera admired their enthusiastic dance-like steps. I understand, having parents in this world isn't bad, but on the contrary, this world is very inhumane. "Enough, stop it."

"That's right, let's discuss your marriage," said mother with a serious face. "That's not it," I objected. "Mother, let me introduce her, she is the princess of this country, Princess Lera," I said pointing, Lera performed an elegant and graceful pose, like a noble raising her skirt with both hands and bowing respectfully, showing extraordinary politeness and elegance.

"Princess of this country? Oh my, this house is truly filled with blooming flowers," That sentence was a sincere and blessed welcome, as an expression of gratitude and respect for the arrival of an honorable guest.

"We must celebrate this, dear, let's prepare lunch," said father.

"No need to be excessive, I'm sorry if my arrival here is troubling you."

"Of course not," Irasbella shook her head hard.

"Please, don't let fear dominate you after you get to know me," said Lera with a reassuring smile.

Hundreds of years ago, there lived a young man whose family was killed by nobles, fleeing from his country from place to place becoming a poet instilling bad social stigma against the behavior of nobles, the cruelty of nobles, the greedy nature of nobles was really portrayed badly by him.

"Uhm, will soldiers break down or demolish our house?" their concerns began to be shown at Lera's arrival. "Don't worry." The feast was served... "What is this, brother?" asked Lera curiously when she saw the fish meat dish along with its broth served in front of Noah.

"This is Shin's favorite food, do you want to try it?" asked Irasbella while pouring broth and fish meat into Lera's bowl, "taste it first," she continued. The combination of salted fish broth and meat was very unsuitable for Lera, she made a funny face, "it's so salty."

"Of course, try dipping the dry bread into the broth, it will definitely taste good," Noah suggested, giving her the bread. Lera couldn't swallow food like this, another feast was served, this time cream soup and fresh salad were served before her.

Tournament registration desk...

"Register this young man, he will join the tournament," said Lera pointing to Noah in front of the registration attendant. "Yes, princess," both attendants bowed with full respect. Noah received exclusive rights, he didn't need to argue about status or magic power checking as requirements to join the tournament.

"Brother Noah will be closer to me at this magic academy, kill all who stand in the way!" "Haha, we will do it as we please to find out everything."

"Who needs to be killed?" A familiar voice was heard a few meters from where Lera was standing. "Ah Rikka, my friend," when she turned, it was Rikka Amaniashita from the noble Indo family, her competent and obedient to order nature made it very difficult for people around her. "What's your name?" Noah grinned at Rikka who was in front of him.

"Rikka Amaniashita," Despite her very rigid and stern personality, she was very kind to someone weak and looking shabby like Noah. "Answer my question?" Rikka insisted on explaining.

"I heard he's registering for the tournament, he has helped me so I'm trying to return the favor with this. By the way, how's your assignment?"

"Yes, I'll go there soon to finish that person off," said Rikka coldly, immediately leaving Lera without respect.

"Lera, that woman is very familiar to me, she must have memory of 17,000 years in the realm of the gods." "Huh, you mean, she's related to brother's memory, no wonder when I'm near her, it's like brother Noah's aroma always clings to Rikka."

"I can't say if she's related to all my memories, but she's like the mother of all beings."

"Oh my, is she the creator of life in this world?" asked Lera, increasingly curious with her almost accurate conclusion. "No. She is controlled by something big like The LN, the figure in my dream."

The next day, qualification tournament...

"Yes Noah, are you sure you don't want to kill him? 17,000 years ago, he was the one who killed you." That statement made Noah silent, immersed in his own thoughts. How many gods have reincarnated in this life? Noah began to wonder about many things, what tragedy made them choose to reincarnate, and whether they were related to him.

The audience exploded in cheers and whispers of admiration. Noah showed extraordinary ability by mastering two types of magic at once—a rare achievement in this world, where most people can only master one.

"Before I ask who is behind all this, what is your purpose in reincarnating to this world?" asked Noah, standing tall blocking the sunlight from his opponent's face. "The mastermind behind your death is Enah, isn't she your lover? She has also reincarnated here, but her purpose is not to find you but to annihilate her creator." Noah fell silent.

Not because he was digesting Ukhyu's words, but because his brain was hit by fragments of buried memories. "My death was by my own desire to help her against her creator. Why can't I remember it? We will continue this conversation later." The victory bell echoed throughout the arena.

"Winner, Noah Shin Faris!" Cheers of respect continued to resound. Noah raised his hand like a true winner, but his eyes were fixed on Rikka with a melancholic gaze.

"Forgive me," he whispered in his heart, "for forgetting our promise 17,000 years ago." His gaze...

Noah met Ukhyu in a quiet corner, far from the tournament area. "Tell me about what you know" Noah began the conversation in a cold tone. His eyes were sharp and intimidating. Ukhyu smiled thinly. "LN is the architect of the life of this Enesbelva world. He has been the enemy of the gods since 17,000 years ago, since your death. He pretended to be the second pillar of the pole god, replacing you, Noah. And now, all the gods are starting to forget the figure of the demon king and the original second pillar of the pole god. That's what I know, ask your wife Enah directly if not I can kill her at any time"

Ukhyu laughed with his figure walking slowly away from Noah. Noah clenched his fists, anger coursing through Noah's body. Noah had a very strong belief that Rikka was the reincarnated Enah. He wanted to hear directly from Enah about all the life-threatening LN plans.

In the distance, with a radiant face Lera approached Noah to congratulate and admire her brother. Noah's anger was disturbed by the sound of cheerful footsteps approaching. He turned around, "Brother Noah!" Lera shouted with a radiant face. "Good job, yeay!" Lera exclaimed while clapping her hands excitedly.

  "Two magics at once! Even the teachers don't believe it!" Noah tried to get rid of the shadows of Rikka and Enah for a moment. He smiled faintly seeing his sister's overflowing joy. "Who do you think your brother's identity is? Even 17,000 years ago my identity will never fade."

"Haha yes, very much!" Lera exclaimed with wide eyes. "The seniors even recorded all your movements!" Lera's sincerity pulled Noah back to the present, reminding him of the real bond in this present life.

"Thank you, Lera," replied Noah, gently patting his sister's head "Lera, can you invite Rikka to come to Faris' house, celebrate this victory with her," he continued.

"Oh, Kaka is in love with her." Lera concluded something like that Noah could only smile because there was a big plan behind this invitation that could not be discussed with his sister but another time after his plan succeeded. Lera rushed up the ladder to the balcony above the tournament arena, a special place for nobles to watch the match.

"Rikka, you're not here," said Lera while exploring the area. However, she did not find Rikka in her usual place to watch the match. "How strange," Lera muttered, "usually she's always here."

In the Middle of the Night...

Rikka sneaked in through Noah's bedroom window. Her black robe blended with the night, her hood covering her face so that only her eyes were visible. Noah's room looked dark. Shin was sleeping soundly on his bed. Rikka crept closer, then pulled a pitch-black sickle from a room. Rikka's scythe was not something ordinary Elhernoa The scythe could burn and tear people's Essence to shreds. Rikka raised her scythe high, ready to slash. "This is your end," she whispered vengefully. "Be grateful, you're just something made from an old book,"

but before the scythe could hit Noah, his hand suddenly moved quickly to catch Rikka's wrist. Her eyes snapped open.

  "Who are you calling an old book," Shin said calmly. In an instant, Shin turned the tables. He pushed Rikka to the floor and kicked the black scythe out of her hand. Rikka tried to fight back, but Shin was too strong.

"Who are you, just touching my scythe can kill anyone with just a scratch," Rikka said wide-eyed before the hood covering her figure was removed by Noah.

"You finally came Enah?" Noah smiled lightly at her.

  "Who is Enah?"

"No need to pretend like that," Noah said in a calm voice. "What happened? It's been 17,000 years since we were apart, and I still remember when you killed me." His words made Rikka pause, her understanding of her past began to emerge, and a sad expression began to appear on her face that was perhaps the most touching to say the least.

Reunion...

 "You're Noah" Rikka touched Noah's face and then hugged him warmly. There was no grudge in Noah even though he had killed him in his previous life. Now, can you tell me what happened?" Noah asked with eyes that looked seriously at Rikka.

 "Ukhyu said that this world is just a lie. Why have some of my memories been lost? And why has my power as a God lost almost eighty percent?"

 "Before that I really apologize for killing you, do you hold a grudge against me?" Rikka's voice was full of regret, "the main cause of your lost power is probably because of this scythe, made from the essence of your own God energy 17,000 years ago I took it after I killed you, that's why you have no effect on this."

"Can you return it?" Noah asked. "Yes. And I'm sorry," he said looking down. Noah stroked Rikka's hair with his right hand then whispered something soft, "I still love you" Rikka's gloom turned into a sweet smile. Noah pulled the scythe that was lying on the floor.

 When held by him, the scythe resonated and responded to the power of the golden light of the gods and the black energy of destruction. The power melted faster, leaving the shape of a scythe.

"Art Returns [Aighit]!" now Noah's power returned to its original state with one hundred percent power that could easily shake the world of Enesbelva. "Noah, the cause of your memory loss might be him - the killer of our child 17,000 years ago. He is also the figure who controls me."

"Who do you mean, Rikka?" asked Noah. His eyes showed suppressed anger.

Rikka changed her expression, her face filled with hatred. "Navael," she said in a voice full of anger.

 "He is the one who pretended to be the second pillar of the polar god, the mastermind behind all this fake life. Navael is the main architect who designed this life as an example of rebellion against the Creator."

"Is he called The LN?" Noah whispered, trying to grasp the still vague memory. In his mind appeared the image of a silver-masked figure. "He who forced me to share all the essentials of the book of Dathlem, so that I was forced to create these humans. You could say, I am the mother of all mankind. However, I have also become a killer for anyone who has two powers, because I am afraid that they will become something that is beneficial to Navael,"

"You still remember, 17,000 years ago, I once said that I was a creature formed from the book of Dathlem, the most secret book. They are creatures created with only one magic word, making them very lowly. Unlike me, who was created from the essence of the entire Dathlem book."

 "How was it created?"

"Navael forcibly ordered me to share all the magic, knowledge and all the essential elements, as if torn apart by force." Noah rubbed his forehead, "Then why did you reincarnate, Rikka? Did you manage to become something whole with the help of Elhernoa's scythe?" Rikka's eyes narrowed. Her voice was cold as ice. "Revenge. Navael killed our child in the womb 17,000 years ago." "Yes. He was afraid that my child would inherit the full power of Dathlem and the grudge of his father's murder," Rikka clenched her fists.

 "That's why I came back—to avenge what he had taken from me. If I didn't have Elhernoa's scythe, I might not be here. I'm grateful to be able to love you again,"

"And, I'm always lucky to be able to celebrate your love Enah," Noah calmed his wife's heart that had been rumbling for thousands of years. "Together we will kill these lowly creatures until they disturb LN out of hiding to kill him," Rikka stared at him closely, even though Elhernoa's scythe was not in her possession but meeting Noah again removed the burden of the long past.

...History Before the Time Cycle Repetition, 17,000 Years Ago: The Gods Still in Conflict......

The small dimension [Water Dew] was completely devastated. Black-reddish energy split the space, signaling a fierce battle between two almighty figures - Noah and Arata.

Enah hid behind the ruins of the dimension, her eyes unblinking as she observed the epic battle that was previously unimaginable. The energy of the battle was so intense it created waves of destruction that tore apart the dimensional structure.

Noah, a sturdy figure, the God of the abyss waters with a pitch-black cloak, drew out the Venuszirad sword, a legendary weapon capable of splitting dimensions. Each swing created cracks—capable of destroying hundreds of timelines simultaneously. Venuszirad was not just a weapon, but a sword of destruction that could sever anything before it, even fate and all dimensional structures, swallowing and spewing destructive energy in an instant.

Arata laughed madly, "Do you think the fake source of destruction can defeat me?"

Their battle was so intense, the magical energy they released could destroy hundreds of water dew dimensions at once. Every movement of Noah and Arata was like a frightening dance of death.

"[Agil Leveth Grines]!" Arata's magic attack.

Arata brandished Agroname - a historic sword created from the blood of 100 war gods. The blade was blood-red with black lines that moved like veins. Each swing of Agroname could create killer waves that penetrated all dimensional defenses.

Amidst the siege of mighty energy, Enah was accidentally thrown into the center of the battle. Blind power surrounded her, the destructive energy from Noah and Arata's battle nearly tearing her body apart.

"GO!" shouted Noah seeing Enah's presence, but it was too late.

Enah was trapped in the whirlpool of Arata's deadly energy blood sea, her life hanging by a thin thread.

The Abyss Dimension shook with reality-tearing intensity as Noah was swept away by Arata's power, sacrificing himself to save Enah.

"Holy Dimension Arzhanzou will be mine!" shouted Arata, his eyes flashing madly.

Noah answered coldly from within the blood sea vortex, "You will never get it. As long as I live."

Each sword collision created blinding light explosions. Noah's Venuszirad released a source of purplish-black energy [Ivael].

In an instant, Enah was at the most dangerous point - right between two gods with power capable of destroying everything.

Noah looked at Enah with piercing eyes. "Foreign creature!" he shouted in the midst of the vortex, "You shouldn't be here!"

Noah's Venuszirad sword spun in a complex spiral motion, creating mini-dimensional portals that rotated around Enah. Each portal displayed different fragments of reality - some showing the past, some showing the future that had not yet happened.

"Not that easy!" Arata's Agroname released blood energy that tried to contaminate every exit Noah created. Dimensional blood flowed, creating density between space and time, making Noah blind to seeing reality again.

Enah felt her consciousness beginning to split. The Book of Dathlem stored in her memory began to react, providing defense for the first time. A thin transparent shield began to form [Ziudith] throughout her body, fighting against the destructive energy that nearly tore her apart.

"I... will... not... die!" whispered Enah with difficulty.

Noah was momentarily surprised to see Enah's defense. A second later, Arata launched a counterattack with Agroname, creating a wave of blood energy that nearly erased Enah's existence from the dimension.

Enah collapsed, nearly losing consciousness, but managed to escape from the vortex.

"You... want to give up Holy Dimension Arzhanzou?" Noah asked with a suspicious tone, his eyes remaining vigilant.

Arata smiled mysteriously. "You already have the Abyss Dimension. Holy Dimension Arzhanzou will be wasted in your hands. I have a much bigger plan."

Enah, who collapsed between them, began to regain consciousness, trying to understand the conversation between the two gods.

The Book of Dathlem vibrated gently in her consciousness, as if trying to read the hidden intention behind Arata's words.

"What do you really want?" Noah asked coldly, Venuszirad still ready to attack.

Arata casually rotated Agroname. "That sacred dimension has far greater potential than just being yours or mine. There is something - or someone - hidden inside it."

"That's just your excuse for thinking about lies, but your lies are pathetic," replied Noah.

Arata laughed. "You have no other choice."

Noah looked at Arata with a sharp gaze, trying to read every gap of hidden intention behind that surprising offer. "Above Holy Dimension, there is no one except he who is watching us, The Creator - above him there is no one else," muttered Noah.

"Holy Dimension Arzhanzou," muttered Noah, "is not just a territory that can be transferred just like that."

Arata smiled mysteriously. "You know it's not just an ordinary dimension. There's something hidden deep inside it - a secret that even we don't yet understand."

Noah's Venuszirad sword vibrated, as if joining the conversation. The purplish-black energy from the blade created patterns of secret characters that moved dynamically.

"I have the Abyss Dimension," said Noah, "The darkest and most hidden dimension. What makes you think I'm interested in exchanging it?"

Arata stepped slowly, Agroname flashing with astonishing blood energy. "Not just an exchange, but opening a hidden secret portal."

Noah was silent. For a moment, his defenses began to crumble.

Suddenly, Arata's emotions exploded. His expression changed from a mysterious smile to blind rage.

"IS THAT YOUR ONLY ANSWER?" shouted Arata.

The Agroname sword changed color, from blood red to pitch black. Destructive energy began to gather around the blade, creating waves of darkness capable of destroying hundreds of reality orders at once.

Noah was alert, Venuszirad perfectly raised, creating a dimensional defense shield. "You choose this path, Arata?"

Arata laughed crazily, "THERE IS NO OTHER CHOICE!"

Noah parried with Venuszirad, creating a blinding purple light explosion.

Enah collapsed, trying to protect herself from the colliding energy waves. The Book of Dathlem in her consciousness began to react, providing a thin defense.

The battle peaked again, more fierce than before.

In the energy explosion that split the dimension, Enah suddenly rose. The transparent light from the Book of Dathlem began to envelop her body, creating an aura that surprised even Noah and Arata.

"STOP!" shouted Enah with a voice that could shake their hearts.

Both Noah and Arata instantly stopped. The Venuszirad and Agroname swords froze in the air, the destructive energy slowly subsiding. Their eyes were fixed on the tiny figure who had just dared to stop the battle between two almighty gods.

Enah stepped forward, the Book of Dathlem glowing softly throughout her body. "You both want Holy Dimension Arzhanzou, but don't realize the consequences of this battle."

Noah stared sharply, "Who are you to dare interfere in our affairs?"

"I am Enah," she answered calmly, "A shepherd who is on a journey."

Arata laughed, "A weak creature wants to stop a battle of gods?"

Enah smiled thinly. "Not stopping, but offering negotiation."

Noah moved closer to Enah, Venuszirad still ready to attack. "What kind of negotiation?"

"Holy Dimension Arzhanzou has a hidden secret," said Enah, "And both of you don't realize what's actually hidden inside it."

The light of the Book of Dathlem intensified, creating a vague dimensional projection that made Noah and Arata transfixed.

"I have information you need," continued Enah, "But first, you must stop fighting."

Noah folded his arms, Venuszirad still flashing beside him. "Speak. What information do you have?"

Enah took a deep breath. "Holy Dimension Arzhanzou is not just an ordinary dimension. Hidden within it is an ancient entity."

Arata, who was initially angry, was now interested. "What kind of entity?"

"The first being before the creation of dimensions," answered Enah. "It sleeps within the very last dimensional structure, waiting for the moment to awaken. Your battle will actually wake it up sooner."

"What is its name?" Noah asked sharply.

"The LN," whispered Enah, "The Creator Before All Creation."

Noah smiled coldly, "Your story is interesting, but not enough to stop me."

In an instant, Venuszirad's energy peaked again. Noah raised his sword, purplish-black energy once again flooding the dimension. "I will still defeat Arata!"

Arata laughed, "You think nonsense about The LN will stop me? That is not real, there is only The Creator who is the greatest and strongest, our creator."

Enah, standing between them, tried to shout, "WAIT! You don't understand—"

But it was too late.

Holy Dimension Arzhanzou shook violently. Each sword collision created blinding light explosions, damaging the joints of reality.

Enah collapsed, forced to witness the inevitable battle.

"You will awaken something you cannot control!" shouted Enah.

But Noah and Arata were already too carried away with emotion to listen.

The battle continued, getting crazier and more destructive.

The battle between Noah and Arata had gone on for so long, passing through various dimensions. From Water Dew to the deepest dimensions. Enah, who continued to follow them, began to feel tired of watching this endless battle.

"How long will they be like this?" muttered Enah to herself, observing the flashes of Venuszirad and Agroname that continued to collide.

Suddenly, an elegant yet powerful presence appeared in the middle of the battlefield. A woman figure with silvery hair and a shining white robe - Goddess Exiriazurna Lera.

"Noah!" Goddess Exiriazurna Lera's voice thundered, "Stop this madness!"

But Noah remained focused on his battle with Arata, ignoring his foster sister's presence.

Enah, curious about the newly appeared goddess, dared to ask, "Excuse me... May I know who you really are?"

Goddess Exiriazurna Lera turned, her golden eyes gazing at Enah gently. "I am Exiriazurna Lera, sister of that stubborn creature who is fighting," she pointed toward Noah.

Goddess Exiriazurna Lera looked at Enah with a thin smile, there was a flash of amusement in her golden eyes.

"What's funny?" asked Enah, confused.

Lera laughed softly, "Sorry, it's just that... you remind me of myself back then. Always trying to stop Noah's endless battles."

Energy explosions from Venuszirad and Agroname shook the dimension again. Enah looked at the battle with frustration.

"How to stop them?" asked Enah hopefully.

Lera shook her head slowly, her smile turning bitter. "Just give up. It's impossible to stop Noah when he's like this. My brother is..." she sighed, "...too stubborn."

"But this battle could destroy everything!" protested Enah.

"How many times do you think I've tried to stop him?" Lera stared far at Noah who was still fighting. "Hundreds of years, thousands of dimensions... Noah is still Noah. He won't stop until he gets what he wants."

In the distance, Noah and Arata continued fighting, creating waves of destruction that tore apart the dimensional structure.

"Then what should we do?" asked Enah desperately.

"All we can do is wait. Noah... he has a much deeper reason than just the struggle for Holy Dimension Arzhanzou - his attitude may be violent but good."

"A deeper reason?" Enah frowned.

"Yes," Lera observed the battle from afar. "Do you know why he's so obsessed with Holy Dimension Arzhanzou? It's not just about power because he doesn't want Arata to control all Verses; for my brother, Arzhanzou is his first love, the place where he was created."

Energy explosions from Venuszirad and Agroname shook the dimension again. Noah and Arata were still immersed in their deadly dance.

"Noah..." Lera continued, her voice softening. "He lost something precious in Holy Dimension Arzhanzou. Arata is very rough, you know his title - the killer of 1000 war gods and all gods of abnormality were defeated by him - gods guarding logic, fate, and past history."

Enah was silent, the Book of Dathlem in her consciousness vibrating gently. "What does he want?"

"Seizing Arzhanzou is his way of confronting," whispered Lera.

"Once, long before all this... Noah had many supporters to face Arata, but all died without a trace; my brother continues the determination of his supporters. On that side, Noah wants his birthplace, his memories... Determination. They are strong with each other."

Enah looked at the battle with new understanding. "So that's why..."

"Yes," Lera nodded. "Noah believes that by controlling Holy Dimension Arzhanzou."

"Isn't Arata much stronger?" asked Enah.

Lera smiled mysteriously, "All we can do is wait. Noah... Has a trump card even if other Dimensions will be destroyed, they can be repeated again."

"What kind of magic is that?" Enah frowned.

"Yes," Lera observed the battle from afar. "A sword that erases the system; stay here to see it directly, it's easier to understand - you will wait more than 9000 years here."

Energy explosions from Venuszirad and Agroname shook the dimension again. Noah and Arata were still immersed in their deadly dance.

Lera looked at Enah more closely, her golden eyes narrowing with scrutiny. "Wait a minute... there's something strange about you."

"W-what do you mean?" Enah stepped back, feeling the investigating gaze of Goddess Exiriazurna Lera.

"You... how can you move so freely in a dimension this high? You actually are..." Lera took a step closer, her divine aura making the air around them vibrate. "Even the Divine Milsif or the Water Dew Gods would have difficulty breathing at this dimensional level. But you..."

Energy explosions from Noah and Arata's battle shook the dimension, but Enah remained standing upright without difficulty. The Book of Dathlem in her consciousness pulsed stronger.

"I'm just an ordinary shepherd on a journey."

"Hm, do you want to see it to the end?"

5666 years have passed since the meeting with Goddess Exiriazurna Lera. Dimensions have changed, been destroyed, and reborn. Yet the battle between Noah and Arata still continues, like an eternal dance that knows no fatigue.

Enah is still there, witnessing everything. The Book of Dathlem in her consciousness now pulses stronger than before, as if responding to the changes happening around her. Her hair, once bluish-black, now has silvery streaks - an effect of being in high dimensions for too long.

"You're still here?" A familiar voice is heard behind her. Goddess Exiriazurna Lera appears, still with her shining white robe. Nothing has changed from her figure since their first meeting thousands of years ago.

"As you can see," answers Enah without turning her gaze from the battle. "I want to see the end."

Lera smiles thinly. "And now you understand why I asked you to wait? Look..." She points towards Venuszirad, which now glows with a different light.

In the distance, Noah holds his sword in a different way. Venuszirad no longer radiates destructive energy as usual. Instead, the sword now emits a strange golden light - a light that seems capable of swallowing everything it touches.

"That is no longer the Venuszirad sword but the Gehdonov sword, forged from various attacks received," whispers Lera. "Noah's final weapon that will erase the entire dimensional system. Arata will not be able to withstand it - not just destroying, but truly erasing it from existence."

Enah nods slowly. After thousands of years, she finally understands. "Is that what he planned? Erasing the entire system to start anew?"

"Yes," answers Lera. "But there is a price to pay. The use of the Gehdonov sword will..." Her words stop as an extraordinary energy explosion shakes the dimension.

Noah has raised Gehdonov high. Arata, for the first time in thousands of years, shows a surprised expression. Agroname in his grip vibrates violently, as if sensing a threat it has never felt before.

"ARATA!" Noah's voice thunders. "You who have destroyed everything... You who have killed them all... Today, we will repeat everything from the beginning!"

Gehdonov shines brighter, its light beginning to devour everything around it. The dimensional structure begins to peel like burning paper.

"We must leave here," Lera pulls Enah's hand. "Unless..." She looks at Enah meaningfully. "Unless you are indeed destined to witness this moment."

The Book of Dathlem in Enah's consciousness pulses stronger, as if providing an answer.

"I will stay here," says Enah firmly. "I have waited for 5666 years. I must see how all this ends."

Lera nods with understanding. "Then, see you in the new system, Enah... or whoever you really are."

The dimension continues to peel, and the golden light of Gehdonov grows brighter, devouring everything into absolute emptiness. The last thing Enah sees is the figures of Noah and Arata still fighting, swallowed by the golden light that erases existence itself.

The Book of Dathlem pulses for the last time, before everything sinks into emptiness.

...The system has been erased....

^^^AND ALL THAT REMAINS IS A NEW BEGINNING.^^^

Silence.

No sound. No light. No time.

Then, slowly, a speck of light begins to glow in the absolute darkness. The light grows, radiating waves of pure creative energy. The Creator has begun his new work.

Dimensions begin to form one by one, like crystals growing in darkness. Each has its own unique characteristics - some filled with light, others sunk in shadows. Some vibrate with the energy of life, while others remain silent in their peace.

At the heart of this creation, in a newly formed dimension, a pair of eyes opens slowly.

Noah blinks, looking around in confusion. He is in a vast meadow, with a golden sky above. The gentle breeze caresses his now snow-white hair - different from its pitch-black in his previous life.

"Where..." he tries to move his body that feels alien. His memory is still hazy, like a dream slowly fading. But there is one thing that remains clear in his mind: the name "Arzhanzou".

He tries to stand, his legs trembling like a baby deer learning to walk. His hands fumble, searching for something that isn't there. Venuszirad - no, Gehdonov - has disappeared with the old system.

"Welcome back," a familiar voice is heard behind him.

Noah turns slowly, his eyes widening as he sees the figure standing there. Silvery hair, shining white robe...

"Lera?"

Goddess Exiriazurna Lera smiles gently. "You remember me, brother?"

"I... why can I remember you? Shouldn't the system have..."

"The Creator has his own plan," Lera steps closer. "Some memories are allowed to remain. Like a Thread Connecting Past and Future"

Noah looked at his hands, which now appeared younger. "Arata..."

"He was also reborn, in a different dimension," Lera explained. "The Creator gave both of you a new opportunity to choose different paths."

"And Enah?"

Lera smiled mysteriously. "Ah, she... or more precisely, 'it'... is a mystery that will be revealed in time."

Noah tried to step forward, this time with more confidence. The dimension around him was still in the process of formation, like an unfinished painting. In the distance, he could see dimensional structures still growing and developing.

"What should I do now?" he asked, more to himself.

"That's up to you," Lera answered. "The Creator has given you a new canvas. This time, you can paint a different story."

Noah looked at the golden sky above him. His memories of Arzhanzou were still there, but this time without the pain that had accompanied them. Perhaps this is what a second chance meant - not to forget, but to learn and grow from the past.

"I want to see these new dimensions," he finally said.

Lera nodded. "Then let's begin this new journey. This time, as siblings and travel companions."

They stepped together into a world still in the process of creation. Behind them, the meadow began to fill with flowers of various colors - a sign that new life had truly begun.

And somewhere, in a different dimension, an ancient book named the Book of Dathlem began writing its first page in the new system.

Noah and Lera traversed various dimensions still in the process of formation. Each of their steps left traces of golden energy that slowly merged with the new dimensional structures. Until finally, they arrived at a dimensional portal different from the others - a portal with ancient carvings that radiated a mysterious aura.

"The World of Ajgenda," whispered Lera, her eyes narrowing as she examined the glowing carvings. "One of the oldest Worlds created by The Creator in this new system."

Noah felt a familiar vibration within himself. There was something drawing him to this dimension, a call that couldn't be explained. "What's inside there?"

"Power," answered Lera. "But also danger. The World of Ajgenda is guarded by Lehfilma, a giant seven-headed serpent assigned directly by The Creator to maintain the balance of this dimension."

Noah stretched out his hand, touching the glowing portal. Vague memories of his battle with Arata flashed through his mind. Once, he had Venuszirad, then Gehdonov. Now...

"You don't need weapons to enter Ajgenda," Lera seemed to read his thoughts. "What you need is understanding."

"Understanding of what?"

"Of why The Creator gave you a second chance. Why he had to give Gehdonov and why The Creator still created your sister." Lera looked at her brother seriously. "Lehfilma is not just a guardian - he is a manifestation of the seven aspects of wisdom that must be mastered before one can master Ajgenda."

Noah stepped into the world of Ajgenda. The air around him vibrated, and the scene of the golden meadow changed to a dark and mysterious forest. Trees towered high with dark purple leaves, while the ground was filled with dimly glowing crystals.

A hissing sound was heard from afar, followed by a low growl that made the ground tremble.

"Lehfilma has sensed your presence," said Lera.

"Each of his heads represents one aspect: Wisdom, Courage, Forgiveness, Patience, Balance, Sacrifice, and Truth."

Noah felt a different energy flowing through his body - no longer the destructive force as before, but something deeper and more fundamental. "How do I defeat it?"

"Not defeat," Lera shook her head. "But understand. Each head will test you in a different way. You must prove that you are worthy to master Ajgenda not through power, but through wisdom."

The growling came closer, and from behind the trees, Lehfilma's form began to appear. His black scaly body gleamed reflecting the crystal light, his seven heads each radiating a different aura. His glowing red eyes stared sharply at Noah.

"I cannot help you in this test," said Lera, stepping back a few steps. "This is your own journey."

Noah nodded, stepping forward to face Lehfilma. This time, he wasn't looking for weapons or power. There was something different in him - an understanding that this battle wasn't about who was stronger.

Lehfilma's first head - representing Wisdom - moved closer, its eyes looking directly into Noah's soul.

"Tell me," Lehfilma's voice echoed in Noah's mind, "what do you seek in this Ajgenda?"

And with that question, Noah's test in the World of Ajgenda began.

Noah stared into Lehfilma's red eyes that gleamed in the darkness. "I seek understanding," he answered with a calm voice. "Understanding of why The Creator gave me a second chance."

Lehfilma's seven heads moved in perfect harmony, hissing softly. The head representing Wisdom continued to stare at Noah, while the other heads began to move around him.

"A second chance?" the Truth head hissed. "Or a chance to repeat your mistakes?"

"No," Noah shook his head. "Before, I pursued power for power's sake. Now... I want to understand."

The Forgiveness head moved forward, its eyes flashing with a golden color. "You speak of understanding, but have you forgiven yourself for what happened in the old system?"

That question hit Noah like a wave of energy. Shadows of his battle with Arata, the destruction of dimensions, the use of Gehdonov... all flashed through his mind.

"I..." Noah paused for a moment. "I accept what I have done. And I am ready to learn from it."

The Patience head hissed long. "You still seek a sword, Noah. We can feel it in your soul."

"Yes," Noah admitted. "But not to destroy. Venuszirad... there's a deeper connection with that sword. Something I don't fully understand yet."

Lehfilma's seven heads looked at each other, as if communicating in silence. Then, the Balance head spoke, "You are right. Venuszirad is not just a weapon. It is a key."

"A key?"

"A key to your true destiny," the Sacrifice head explained. "But before you can find it again, you must prove that you are worthy."

Noah stood tall, feeling the alien energy flowing through his body. "I am ready."

Lehfilma's seven heads raised themselves simultaneously, their eyes shining brighter. "Then, accept this as the first step."

Lehfilma's massive body began to glow, and from the mouth of the Courage head, something began to emerge. A sword with a silvery blade - Vianemur.

"This sword will guide you to Venuszirad," Lehfilma explained. "But remember, its power is different. Vianemur is a sword of understanding, not destruction."

Noah extended his hand, and Vianemur floated toward him. As his hand grasped the sword's handle, he felt a warm wave of energy - very different from the destructive energy of Venuszirad or Gehdonov.

"I will accompany you in this quest," Lehfilma announced. "Not as a guardian or tester, but as a guide. Because in this new system, even we guardians must learn to change."

Lera, who had been observing in silence, smiled slightly. "It seems our journey will gain one more member."

Noah nodded, looking at Vianemur gently gleaming in his grip. "Where should we go?"

"To the place where it all began," Lehfilma answered. "To the first dimension created by The Creator in the new system - Arzhanzou."

And with that, a new chapter in Noah's journey began. This time, with Vianemur in his hand, Lehfilma by his side, and a new understanding in his heart, he stepped toward the destiny that The Creator had laid out for him.