'What is this...'
'The Apocalypse Divine Artifact?!'
The Time Giant, Candela, stared in disbelief at the mechanical armor before him. Its cold, mechanical head and twelve pitch-black wings emanated an oppressive aura so suffocating it seemed to choke space itself. Even as a new god, Candela felt a strong sense of discomfort.
It was just like the old days, facing the gods in the Divine Council—the natural suppression from a higher order of being!
'That's right! It's the Apocalypse Divine Artifact!'
'When was it redeemed?'
