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As time kept passing, we see Enoch and Uriel still going at it—training hard.
Enoch threw a punch straight at Uriel. But Uriel? He blocked it with just one finger.
Enoch didn't stop. He lifted his leg and tried to kick Uriel in the head—but Uriel moved so smoothly, like his body was flowing on its own. It didn't even look human.
They had been fighting like this for six months now… nonstop.
And not just that—they were fighting under 100 times Earth's gravity.
Enoch had changed a lot.
At first, it took him a whole year just to move properly in this gravity. But now, it had been nearly 3.8 years since he started training with Uriel.
His muscles were tougher. His speed was faster. His control was sharper.
Still, he couldn't land a solid hit.
Once again, Enoch rushed forward, fist clenched. But Uriel caught his punch easily and said, "Enoch, I think it's time to stop your physical training now."
Enoch pulled back, frustrated. "But why? I can't even make you flinch. Not even once!"
Uriel smiled calmly. "Simple. You haven't evolved yet. But you will."
Enoch narrowed his eyes. "Evolved…?"
"Yes," Uriel nodded. "Like my big brother Samael once told me… you'll unlock your true potential Evolution when the time is right. I don't know what the trigger is, Enoch. Only the Creator, Samael, and Michael know. You'll have to figure it out yourself."
Enoch looked down, taking that in.
Uriel stepped closer. "Now, we'll move on to skill training."
"Wait!" Enoch suddenly said. "You told me it would only take one year. But it's been almost four years now. I told my people in the village of Nora to wait one year. What do I say to them now?"
Uriel laughed a little. "Relax. Time works differently here. In their world, it's only been eight months."
"What?!" Enoch shouted, his eyes wide. Then he sighed. "Of course… What else should I expect from someone made by the Creator himself?"
He looked at his own hands. "So I can do this too, huh? A small time barrier, maybe 100 meters wide. I can slow or speed up time inside it… but not control a whole dimension like you do."
Uriel nodded silently.
Enoch smiled again. "Alright, then. I want to learn swordsmanship. The people of Zahar… they've started making weapons. I don't know who's behind it, but it feels wrong. At first, I thought it was just my imagination. But then, when I unlocked some skills, I saw it clearly—those weapons shouldn't even exist. They're not natural. They feel like they came from the Fallen."
Uriel crossed his arms. "The Fallen haven't given humans weapons. That much I'm sure of. And honestly… you don't need to learn swordsmanship."
Enoch looked confused. "Why not?"
Uriel looked serious now. "First fallen angel and Jinns Goal is to be redeamed and for not teaching Swordmanship Because once your skill activates, it'll give you everything. Sword style, techniques, instincts—you'll know it all. You won't need anyone to teach you the basics."
"Then… how did the Zahar people get those weapons?" Enoch asked.
Uriel smiled faintly. "The same way the dark priest learned magic."
"Oh… that actually makes sense," Enoch said to himself, thinking hard.
Uriel put a hand on his shoulder. "Anyway, you've got about 1.2 years left before your training ends. For the next 8 months, I'll teach you about the stars—all the theory and deep knowledge behind the heavens."
Enoch nodded.
Uriel continued, "And once i re-seal your skill , I'll guide you to master it completely. Everything will come naturally after that. You'll just need to polish it."
Uriel looked at Enoch and said, "Once your skill awakens, mastering it won't take long. But first… I need to teach you about the stars."
Enoch nodded. "I already know how to read a few patterns."
Uriel smiled. "Not like this."
He snapped his fingers.
In an instant,
the dark sky above lit up. Thousands of stars began to shine all at once, like someone had drawn a glowing map in the sky.
Enoch looked up. He didn't even blink. He wasn't shocked anymore—he had seen too much during his time with Uriel.
But still, something hit him deep inside.
If Uriel, just an angel created by the Creator, can do this much…
Then how powerful is the Creator Himself?
That thought shook him. Not with fear exactly—but with something bigger.
Awe.
Respect.
Devotion.
His chest felt heavy, but in a good way. Like he was standing in front of something far beyond human understanding.
He bowed his head a little without realizing.
"The Creator… really is something else," Enoch whispered.
Uriel heard him and just smiled quietly.
"Alright, Enoch," Uriel said, his tone calm but firm. "Let's begin."
He pointed up at the night sky.
"Look at the stars. They're not just shining lights. They move by the Creator's will. They keep order and control time itself."
Enoch stared at them quietly, listening carefully.
Uriel continued, "They follow the paths the Creator made in the beginning—when He said, 'Let there be creation.' That light? That spinning wheel in the sky?"