Gi-Gyu and El felt like they couldn’t breathe.

“The angel that existed since the beginning of time, the mother of all angels, and the very first angel”—Gabriel looked into El’s eyes—“That’s you, El.”

“I…” El’s data had no such memory.

‘I can find nothing in El’s data; it’s as if it has all been erased,’ Gi-Gyu found no pertinent information in El’s data, not even information regarding the holy sword ritual. What Gabriel was explaining now was part of El’s forgotten memories. El continued to shudder as if she couldn’t control herself. But when Gi-Gyu touched her shoulder gently, she calmed down.

Uncaring, Gabriel continued, “Even before I got the information from Chaos, I already knew this. Kronos didn’t, but I did. I knew our God was a false deity and that you created us.”

“I-I…” El stammered.

“That is why I worked with Kronos. I wanted to relieve my misguided anger, so I let Kronos kill God. Everything worked out. At the time, what I wanted wasn’t anything grand.” Fury appeared on Gabriel’s face. “I just wanted to relieve my anger. My whole life turned out to be a lie, and I learned that I had been following the wrong creature… I needed a way to relieve my resentment toward you. So God died, Kronos fell...