Not many people dared to utter God's real name, so it was surprising when Nam Woo Hyun- the Angel of Love- burst into the Hall of Judgment whilst desperately calling for Kim Sung Gyu.

"Sung Gyu hyung, something's happening! It's all coming to an end!" the Creator regarded his panic stricken angel with a blank looks before turning back to the alarmed soul who had presented herself to him mere moments before Woo Hyun's interruption.

"Woo Hyun, it's not like this hasn't happened before. It's a cycle- I create a world, Yoon Doo Joon and pals destroy it, and then I make a brand new world, which is also destroyed by them." Sung Gyu smiled sympathetically at the young soul who stood before him. "There was a lot of sin in that world you just left, so it would make more sense to let those Beasts destroy it, right young one?" the soul, manifested as a young girl in a lace dress, nodded shyly before pointing to the side of her head.

"My father shot my mother before ending me as well. He was drunk and in debt... he was terrible," Sung Gyu looked past the girl and raised his eyebrows at Woo Hyun.

"It won't be that much of a loss- I don't know why you're making such a fuss. Now go be a good angel and fulfill some wishes for the last of this lustful bunch." The little girl frowned at the dispassionate man who was apparently the widely revered in the mortal world. 

"That's not nice! My unnie isn't a bad person- are you saying that she deserves to be ended?" Sung Gyu frowned at the girl with distaste.

"You dare to disrespect me, young one?" the girl pouted and avoided further eye contact with Sung Gyu. Still, she continued to talk in a lower tone.

"You're a mean man..."

"I'm not a man- I am God." Sung Gyu corrected curtly. The girl sighed and shook her head.

"If you were worth being called God, you would have known by now..." Sung Gyu raised his eyebrows at the girl before him.

"What are you saying? Speak your mind, child."

"I don't take orders from holy filth." Sung Gyu's eyes widened* with surprise as the child's eyes suddenly burned red. "Yoon Doo Joon is the only being worthy of being called God." Sung Gyu stepped forward, his palms glowing with feint light as he reached towards the unholy creature before him.

"Doo Joon... he sent you here- but why?" the girl smirked and giggled childishly as she raised her own black, pulsing palms. The energy felt suffocating compared to Sung Gyu's warmth. The brightness of the Holy Realm began to fade quickly as the blackness the light out of Creation. Darkness suffocated Sung Gyu as he watched his angels appear one by one before him.

"Hyung!" they all gasped, their energy quickly depleting. Sung Gyu groaned in discomfort as he attempted to gaze at the small girl who giggled maniacally amongst them, the darkness in her palms growing absolutely black.

This was all going terribly wrong. This was not supposed to happen.

They had an agreement.

An ancient agreement... why break it now?

Sung Gyu shook his head to rid himself of his oppressive thoughts before turning to his scared angels.

He felt an eternity of coldness sink into his being, chilling him to his very core as he uttered his last command as God to his servants.

"Go find her."