Fate/Book of Aaron

The stale, choking air of Hell greeted me as I stepped through the threshold. My lungs burned, and the oppressive atmosphere wrapped around me like chains. I blinked, trying to clear my vision, only to find the landscape before me was a twisted mockery of existence.

"System?" I asked, my voice echoing in my head, steady yet tinged with curiosity.

A calm, almost ethereal voice replied, "My designated name is CROWN, but you may call me Castiel. What can I assist you with, Aaron?"

The name tickled the edge of my memory, but now wasn't the time to dwell on it. "Castiel, what new ability have I acquired?"

CANDESCENT REPENTANCE ORDAINED WORSHIP NATIONS System: (CROWN System)

Name: Aaron Morgan

Title: ???

Race: Human

Servant Class: Ruler (Free of alaya's throne heroes)

Alternate Classes: Saber, Lancer, Saver (as of current time 33 AD)

Age: 16

Height: 5'9"

Weight: 177

Source: Abrahamic/Israel/Bible/World

Country of Origin: USA

Alignment: Chaotic Good lawful

Stats:

Strength: A

Endurance: EX

Agility: B

Magical Energy: EX

Luck: EX (F-- because you are in hell. Blame the demons)

Noble Phantasm:

Excalibur: Divine construct. Created to be used against those who harm the Earth and Humanity. Said to rival Rhongomyniad after certain conditions or usage of bearer (you). The sword favors you. Can change the type of sword depending on the bearer (only you). NP rank; EX+ (only for you).

Spear of Shattered Chains: Divine construct. Handcrafted by the angels of the lord and the trinity. Can change the type of spear/lance depending on the bearer (only for you). Can be called back if you have lost it. Can defeat Rhongomyniad. Can shoot lighting and fire together. Smack it into the grown to cast down a meteor. NP rank: EX

Shield of Zion: Personal shield that is tied to the user's faith and belief. Cannot be lost but shield's effectiveness can be lessened if faith and belief is lessened. Will stop every known type of attack. (multi-defense) NP rank; EX

DE: Currently being identified, it's a *** you are creating in your time of hell. Clue; Sea of Glass and Fire.

Armor of God: Physical manifestation of God's armor by being his son and following him. Will never forsake you or be destroyed. Can change the look of the armor depending on the bearer. NP rank: EX

Background: Aaron, a modern human thrust into the past. Becomes the extra disciple of Jesus Christ. Becomes the protector of time and humanity. Must fight servants, beasts and corruption. Similar to Alaya and her Counter Guardians. He's a defender.

Appearance: ???

Personality: Soft spoken. A man you want to be around. A little silly and kind hearted. Filled with humor and sarcasm due to experiences. Should you be an enemy of God, there will be no mercy. Luce/doom coin personality. 

Class Skills:

Tongues of the Divine (EX)

Description: A fusion of divine grace and unassailable authority, this skill allows Aaron to transcend linguistic barriers and wield language as a weapon of righteousness. Bestowed upon him by his divine mission, this skill combines universal understanding with the power to command, heal, and inspire.

Effects:

Universal Communication: Instantly comprehends and speaks all human languages, including ancient, modern, and extinct. Communicates seamlessly with divine beings, spirits, non-human entities, and even animals. Ensures the message resonates emotionally and spiritually with the listener, regardless of their beliefs or origin.

Commanding Voice: Aaron's words carry an undeniable weight, capable of compelling obedience or instilling awe. Can issue divine commands to disrupt enemy movements or fortify allies' resolve. Opponents feel their sins reflected in his voice, causing hesitation or fear.

Prophetic Resonance:

Reciting scripture or invoking divine verses triggers miraculous effects:

-Healing the wounded.

-Breaking curses or magical bindings.

-Neutralizing deception or illusions.

-Bypassing magical contracts and word-based trickery.

Echo of Revelation: Enemies exposed to Aaron's words experience visions of their personal sins or guilt, leaving them spiritually shaken or defenseless. If Aaron chooses, his voice can pierce through the veil of reality, delivering divine truths or revealing hidden paths.

Miraculum Divinum/Divine Miracle (EX)

Description: A skill granted to Aaron as the chosen disciple of God, embodying the essence of miraculous intervention. With this skill, Aaron can invoke divine power to perform holy magic, combining the miraculous acts of biblical history with universal magical principles, infused with sanctified energy. The skill grants him mastery over all known and unknown magical arts, reimagined with holy attributes.

Effects:

Universal Holy Magic: Transforms any magical spell into its sanctified counterpart, purged of corruption and imbued with divine light. To name a few.

Examples:

-Cataclysmus Divinus (Holy Destruction): Annihilates wickedness with devastating divine force.

Sanctificatio Elementorum (Sanctification of the Elements): Holy elemental magic

-Miracles of Scripture: Recreates miraculous acts from the Bible, including but not limited to:

Exodus Tempestas (Parting of the Sea): Splits the land or water to create pathways or traps. Panis Multiplicatio (Multiplication of Bread): Multiplies resources to sustain allies. Resurrectio Sacra (Sacred Resurrection): Revives fallen allies under divine blessing. Tenebrae Luminis (Light in Darkness): Dispels supernatural darkness, revealing hidden truths.

Heavenly Unknowns: Calls upon unnamed miracles from divine wisdom, manifesting unpredictable and transcendent effects tailored to the situation.

The Authority of Faith: Strengthens all miracles and holy spells proportionally to Aaron's faith and alignment with divine will. Nullifies enemy magic of unholy origin, with the potential to reverse it upon the caster.

Apocalyptic Wrath: Grants access to Revelation-based miracles, channeling power from apocalyptic prophecies.

Examples:

-Ignis Roris (Fire of the Scrolls): Summons burning meteors of judgment.

Verbum Divinum (Word of God): A single utterance that silences all enemies and disables their abilities.

Details flooded my mind. Strength beyond mortal comprehension. Power that could shatter the chains of despair. Weapons crafted by divine will. As the knowledge settled, I muttered, "Well, would you look at that. God truly blessed me."

Even with these gifts, I felt a gnawing unease. "Castiel, do I have a map of Hell?"

"You do not require a map, Aaron," Castiel replied, his tone stoic and devoid of amusement. "You are nearing the cursed cities."

A chill that had nothing to do with the heat of Hell ran down my spine. "And those are?"

His answer came with eerie simplicity. "Sodom and Gomorrah."

I walked on a path of cracked obsidian, jagged edges slicing at the soles of my boots. The terrain shifted with every step—sand turned to molten rock, then to ash-covered ground littered with bones that glowed faintly in the dim red light. I gripped the Spear of Shattered Chains tightly, its divine energy humming against my palm.

The cities loomed ahead, twin behemoths of chaos and corruption. Sodom and Gomorrah were no longer the ruins described in the scriptures. They had been reborn in Hell, grotesque parodies of their former selves.

Massive obsidian walls rose to the sky, carved with unholy symbols that radiated malice. Fires danced atop spires shaped like screaming faces, their mouths eternally agape in agony. The sky above churned with dark clouds that crackled with crimson lightning, casting brief, sinister shadows over the land.

I stopped at the gates. They were wrought iron, twisted and warped, bearing the forms of fallen angels and watchers locked in eternal torment. Their eyes followed me, pleading silently for mercy I couldn't give.

"Castiel," I said, "is this place always this... twisted?"

"This is a haven for the Nephilim, giants, and the fallen watchers," Castiel replied. "Their sins shaped these cities into what you see now."

As if summoned by his words, the gates groaned open with an ear-splitting screech, revealing streets lined with structures that seemed alive. Buildings pulsed like they had veins, and their windows—if they could be called that—oozed black ichor.

The streets were filled with creatures of nightmare. Towering giants, their skin cracked and glowing with hellfire, stomped through the city. Nephilim with grotesque wings perched atop buildings, their eyes burning with hatred. And the fallen watchers, twisted beings of light and shadow, floated above it all, their voices a discordant chorus of whispers and screams.

And at its center from what I could see. The tower of babel. Flames and Lava pouring like a fountain.

|Hello my dear readers. I do apologize for uploading late. Currently I'm jobless and have been focusing on finding a new job and starting to prepare for spring semester for my college. I am American btw. I will do my best to upload and keep around 2000 words if I can. God bless and in Jesus Christ amen. Currently the guardian is dropped since I cant do it anymore, take it if you want. Adios till next chapter.|