My Angelic System

As Kye was led to a waiting room, he and Lightbringer couldn't help but feel as if all their strength has left their bodies.

While Lightbringer knew archangel Michael, he never got the chance to talk to him, so he never expected him to be that childish.

Once they came there, Kye sat on the chair alongside other people as well. There were around 10 people who probably wanted to join the church as well, and they all looked more or less strong.

As Kye was waiting in the room, he couldn't help but talk with Lightbringer about how relieved he was that Michael didn't harm him. 'I thought for sure we were going to be in trouble. It shocked me so much that I cried without knowing it.' Kye said with a nervous chuckle.

'I know what you mean,' Lightbringer replied with a sigh of relief. 'Michael has always been a bit unpredictable, but I never expected him to act like that. I guess you're lucky that Uriel was watching you as well. It might be one of the reasons why he didn't attack you. He must have been really curious about how he never heard of you.'

'What do you mean?'

'You see, every single angel is recorded in heaven to know about their deeds and their whereabouts in moments of need. And Michael is one of the few angels who have access to those data. However, as you're not your typical angel, Michael couldn't know who you were, thus he must have been even more intrigued by you.'

'But I don't think it's the reason he left me alive?' Kye asked. 'After all, from his point of view, I'm no different than an anomaly.'

Lightbringer nodded, understanding Kye's concern. "Yes, that's true. But maybe he sensed something in you that made him pause. Maybe he sensed potential or saw something that he couldn't quite put his finger on. Michael is known to be unpredictable, and sometimes, he acts on instinct."

Kye listened intently to Lightbringer's words, feeling a glimmer of hope within him. Maybe there was a chance that he could prove himself to Michael and the other angels. Maybe he could show them that he was more than just an anomaly. However, his guilty conscience couldn't forget that he was the son of the king of hell and that he wasn't supposed to be part of the angels.

Yet he had already interacted with two archangels, who were one of the greatest angels out there.

It was a strange feeling for Kye, being in the presence of such powerful beings. He couldn't help but feel small and insignificant in comparison. He wondered if he could ever truly be accepted by the angels, or if he would always be an outsider.

As he sat there, lost in thought, the other people in the room began to whisper amongst themselves. Kye could hear snippets of their conversations - some of them were discussing their own encounters with Michael, while others were speculating on what the church was really like.

One woman caught Kye's attention. She looked to be in her early twenties, with bright green eyes and curly red hair. She was dressed in a simple white gown, and she held a rosary in her hand. Kye couldn't help but notice how serene she looked, despite the nervous energy in the room.

After a few minutes, a door opened, and a young man in a suit stepped into the room. "Good morning, everyone," he said with a smile. "I'm Father Martin, and I'm here to answer any questions you might have about the church."

"What can you give us to help us grow stronger?" Someone asked, breaking the silence.

Father Martin smiled warmly, his eyes scanning the room. "Strength comes from within," he replied, his voice steady and confident. "But our church can help guide you towards that inner strength. Through our teachings and practices, you can find peace, purpose, and a deeper connection to the divine."

'It seems like they all have been indoctrinated by Michael's righteousness.' Kye thought after hearing Martin's answer.

"Cut the bullshit already. What resources can you give us? What type of weapon? Do you guys even know how to fight?" Someone else asked, making Martin's smile falter for a moment.

"While our philosophy is through self-enlightenment and most of the time, anti-violence, it would be hard to accept such rascals."

The two men started to get angry and got up, walking threateningly toward Martin.

The latter didn't move and only looked at them.

Kye looked at all of this from behind, a little bored. He was tired of people acting like this but just decided to let it go as his mind was still busy thinking about his confrontation with Michael.

"Aren't you going to stop them?" The woman who picked his interest earlier asked him.

Kye looked at her for a moment before shaking his head. "I don't think I'll need to intervene. The holy church wouldn't be one of the greatest factions on this planet if they were defeated by such little flies."

"I see, disregarding someone's life and qualifying them of flies. How interesting..." She said with a smile. Kye looked at her asking for more explanations, but she stopped talking and just looked ahead.

'Seriously why are people so strange here?' He thought as he looked ahead as well, only to see the two angry men on the ground, foam coming out of their mouths. 'Well, that was quicker than I thought.'

"So," Father Martin started speaking again. "We have a lot of resources and we might give you a lot if you are proven to be strong and efficient. However, you first need to take the entrance exam. After all, we can't just accept anyone, could we?"

As Father Martin finished his sentence, Kye's heart sank a little. He had hoped that he would be able to skip the entrance exam, but it seemed that he would have to go through it like everyone else.

"What does the entrance exam involve?" Kye asked, his curiosity getting the better of him.

Father Martin smiled again, "It's nothing too difficult, just a few simple tests to gauge your physical and mental abilities. We need to ensure that those who join our church are capable of upholding our values and contributing to our cause."

Kye nodded, feeling a little relieved. He was a little tired of those values stuff, but nonetheless, he had expected the entrance exam to be much more challenging, considering the reputation of the church. But still, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

"When does the entrance exam take place?" He asked, hoping to get some clarity.

Father Martin checked his watch, "In about an hour. We'll need to prepare the exam area and get everything ready. In the meantime, please make yourselves comfortable and try to relax."

With that, Father Martin left the room, leaving the group to their own devices.

Kye looked around the room, noticing that most of the people there looked anxious and worried. Some of them were praying silently, while others were pacing around the room.

The woman with curly red hair caught Kye's attention again. She seemed to be in a deep state of meditation, her eyes closed, and her breathing slow and steady.

Kye couldn't help but feel a little strange looking at her. He didn't why he felt like this, but one thing was for sure, this woman's aura wasn't something totally normal. It made his mind at peace, but at the same time nervous.

As the time for the entrance exam drew closer, Kye took a deep breath and tried to calm his nerves. He knew that this was a crucial moment for him, and he couldn't afford to mess it up. He closed his eyes and began to visualize his strengths, focusing on his agility and his ability to think on his feet.

He didn't know what the entrance exam would entail, but he was determined to give it his all and prove himself worthy of joining the church.

Finally, the door opened, and a young man in a white coat entered the room. "It's time for the entrance exam. Please follow me." He said, his voice brisk and efficient.

Kye stood up, feeling a surge of adrenaline coursing through his veins. He was ready for whatever challenges lay ahead, and he was determined to emerge victorious as he needed to grow stronger quickly to find his friends again.