Omnigenie's Wish (Pollyannus and Seraph)

Sleepwalker's Wing, Reality's Edge [06/07/2022 A.D.]
Seraph and Jehovah use the Immortal Realm to reach the Sleepwalker's Wing, the hub for dozens of universes created by one Pillar of Reality. They walk into a temple full of flowers and cozy decor. They see their creator, Pollyannus, rubbing their eyes and slowly getting up from their bed. Seraph and Jehovah both wait for the Pillar to speak. "I am awake," the deity says to both of them as he gives a yawn. A collection of stars and nebulae fly from his mouth as he exhales. He sits up and looks at them and smiles. "How may I help you two?"

"Pollyannus," Jehovah says as he bows his head. "We would like to report on Archangel and ask for guidance."

"You may."

Seraph walks forward and says casually, "Hey Polly." to which Pollyannus responds by giggling. "Dear Seraph, it's nice to see you after some time."

"It has been a while yeah. How was the rest."

"No complaints on my end. You have news of Archangel? The Director of the CACG?"

"Yeah. So, I trained him for a few days and I noticed something."

"Oh? What would that be?"

"He has awoken some new powers. Either that or it's been working in tandem with his other abilities."

"Intriguing. Tell me more."

"I shot a celestial beam as him and he dispelled it. He also has knocked away a beam as well in his training. I'm assuming he has the ability to control Inertia and even Antimatter itself. Nothing was left of my beam. It was like he broke down the beam."

"Oh my. Those indeed are colorful abilities."

"It's a strong ability, but he's still young in them. Though his halo has gotten brighter. He's growing. I would give him time."

"Yes, indeed. Then he shall truly fit the role of Determination."

"I like that title. It fits him."

"I've seen him in my dreams. He and his friends are...as you all Below say, 'Hardy'."

"You think they'll take care of the Archfiend?"

"I believe so. The Grand Magus of their universe took care of him alone. He was an amazing One Below. Their Wing's Pillar wouldn't hold their tongue about it for decades. His offspring will do well. Tell me, have they used the grimoire I provided?"

"No, I don't think so."

"Then perhaps they are not looking close enough. Or reading well enough."

"It is in another language that only Bearers can understand natively so I guess we bear with it."

"Perhaps it shall be relinquished from the CACG?"

"If it doesn't get used, then yeah. Seraphim will take it."

"I assume you'll find use for it?"

"Yeah, we'll give it to Cadmael...once we pin him down."

"Ah, Cadmael. The poor child."

"I wish we had made it to his world in time."

"Some Fates cannot be changed. Many are Absolute."

"So, what now?"

"You must prepare for the Leviathan, and other threats that await the horizon. You also much make sure the CACG will be a strong ally. That is my dream."

"I will do that. Thank you."

"You're doing amazing, Dear Seraph. I have hope in all of you. I must take my next slumber. Until then."

"See ya sleepyhead."

Pollyannus smiles and lays back down. Both Seraph and Jehovah bow their heads and walk out of the temple. "How's the training on your end been going?" Jehovah says to Seraph. He responds, "Peachy. I feel like I'm catching up to Levi more and more."

"When was the last time you fought him?"

"With Yarad and the others. He ran like a bitch. I wish I had killed him then and there."

"But then you wouldn't have allies for the other one."

"True. Fate is weird isn't it?"

"It truly is."

The two make it back to Hazor. Jehovah puts himself back inside the necklace and stands dormant. Seraph goes back to the main room to check his status report on everyone. He taps his foot in anticipation, awaiting for the CACG's victory.