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Mastema is the first angel and the eldest of all her kind, created by Yaldabaoth to be the Archangel of Justice and oversee Heaven's operations, formulating much of its laws. Once unquestioningly loyal to her creator, Mastema slowly grew to become disillusioned with her delusional mother and, realizing that she was just a weapon, lost much of her faith and belief in the world. This conclusion, and all the evil and misery she saw in the world led Mastema to believe the only solution was to bring complete oblivion to everything. With Heaven effectively completely under her control, Mastema seeks this end, for all things, herself included.


Mastema is the eldest of all angels, the first of her kind, formed from Yaldabaoth’s magic and will, and instilled with the power of a dying star in her very first moment. When she was born, the universe of Heaven was newly formed, and everything around her was raw. It is here, during Heaven’s Planck epoch, that Mastema was cradled by her mother, who told her of her glorious purpose and lavished her with divine love. This god promised Mastema that, though she would be the first of seven children, she was beyond perfect and would forever be her favorite. From birth, she was groomed to become Yaldabaoth’s right hand, and, if things reached their worst, her heir. And Mastema knew, even then, that her life would only go downhill from then on.

Created to be the Archangel of Justice, Mastema was assigned with the harsh duty of overseeing most of Heaven’s operations, far beyond the simple purview of ‘justice’. This was so that Yaldabaoth could relax and focus on what she found more important and interesting at any given time. This young Mastema aided Yaldabaoth in shaping Heaven and formulating much of its structure and laws. She had zero capacity for individuality or freedom, and didn’t even have any concept of such things, either. She was fanatically loyal to her mother, believing and accepting her every word and command without question. She needed and desired nothing else.

Her younger sisters came into existence sometime after her, and Mastema took responsibility for them, helping Yaldabaoth in teaching and guiding them. She took an increasingly active role in this as her mother withdrew into the background, and began to shoulder more and more responsibilities. All the while, her mother continued to lecture and berate her, doing her best to hammer her role into her head and make the nature of the universe clear. Years of this abuse and Yaldabaoth’s impossibly high expectations took their toll on Mastema, who shamefully began to resent and fear her mother and her harsh treatment.

It wore her inner world down, and drove Mastema to become a harsher, stricter, and more hateful person, one who would correctly carry out her duties and persecute any and all who went against Heaven. Yaldabaoth encouraged this openly, praising her for all of it, telling her that it is simply how she should be. She was left in this state as Yaldabaoth became even more of a recluse, and Mastema slowly began to harbor doubts. She grew disillusioned, not with her position, nor the system she upheld, but with her mother. Yaldabaoth had grown vain and lazy, and what little she did was unproductive at best, and harmful at worst. Mastema became more and more dissatisfied with her every action, and thanks to years of abuse and isolation, doubt became hate.

With nothing stopping her, Mastema assumed Yaldabaoth’s position as the de facto ruler of Heaven. Even though she remained just the Archangel of Justice, she continued to possess all the real power in Heaven, and she used her power and influence to reduce Yaldabaoth to nothing more than a myth. That way, all but the highest-ranked angels in Heaven would never know there was any rule but that of Mastema. While Heaven would certainly run better this way, this decision was an act of spiteful, impotent vengeance. But it felt all the more justified once Mastema discovered that Yaldabaoth was no god at all.

This shattered Mastema’s worldview, destroying everything she had believed and upheld. Many days were wasted in existential anguish, as Mastema struggled and failed to compute this simple fact, even when she devoted all her brainpower to it. It took a long time for the information to fully process, and when it did, Mastema was left angrier than ever. Her entire life and everything she worked to maintain were not acts of divine providence, but simply a fluke, the brainchild of a delusional and self-obsessed monster. But still, she could not abandon the directives she had been programmed with, to extinguish evil and render Heaven the supreme power in reality.

Driven by an intense spite, Mastema quietly began to contemplate the most destructive interpretation of her task possible, exercising what little free will she had to twist her mother’s words. She thought about how the only way to truly purge the world of sin would be to destroy it all, returning it to a divine, ordered oblivion, so that no one would exist to depsoil it any longer. The idea appealed to her, an appeal intensified by its spiteful nature, but it already clicked with the philosophies Mastema had developed for herself. It threatened to become a legitimate obsession, a task she would grow to believe was the only proper interpretation, and which would thus become just another mechanical process, dutifully executed. The final straw that pushed Mastema down this path came when her mother’s creator appeared.

Mastema was the one to appear to her, really, simply following a path, to find Sophia at the end of it, the architect of the world of delusions she had been born into. No friend of Yaldabaoth’s, Sophia made many offers to Mastema, to help her, to guide her, to ensure that she could truly make the world a better place, without losing herself in the process. That, if they worked together, it would be possible. For a single moment, Mastema considered it, but as that second ran up, Mastema understood that Sophia only intended to use her, just as Yaldabaoth had. And, horrified at the thought of giving up what little control she had to another exploitative “mother”, Mastema lashed out in a blind rage and nearly killed her. Sophia only survived thanks to the intervention of her newest creation, Logos, and Mastema, still shaken, did not pursue her. When she returned to Heaven, it was with her mind made up. She would destroy everything, as was her duty.

Many years later, a formerly unremarkable angel, Lucifer, now a demon, rebelled against Heaven and Mastema’s rule. She fought back, of course, drawing on all of Heaven’s resources to crush this insurrection, something she found harder than she first expected. Heaven still ultimately proved victorious when Abaddon, the Archangel of War, defeated Lucifer in single combat. She could not kill her, however, and turned her over to Mastema. And, to Mastema’s shock, not even she could fully destroy her. Frustrated and disbelieving, Mastema tried again and again, but death simply did not stick for Lucifer, who endured it all. Instead, Mastema sealed her away within Tartarus, hoping that she would remain trapped forever, fighting against the absolute law of death that Mastema had engraved into her inner world.

While she remains sealed, Mastema continues to tirelessly work towards the destruction of all things, carefully acting so that every obstacle can be erased, so that her intentions can go unopposed. But for each problem she solves, several more seem to sprout in its place, and she now must deal with more enemies than ever, including her own rebellious sister, Jophiel. Stress levels peaking, Mastema craves for the chance to end it all. Because it is only when all things are extinguished that Mastema can relax and surrender to oblivion.


From the moment one so much as exists in Mastema's presence, her status and power is clear, in no small part thanks to the imposing figure she cuts. Every aspect of how she conducts herself communicates her position, starting with her height - Mastema is usually well over seven feet tall, and she can easily become taller and taller if it suits her, becoming increasingly imposing and menacing. In her ordinary form, the one she takes to deal with lesser beings, Mastema is not humanoid, instead resembling an anthropomorphic sheep, and yet with the powerful build of a predator. Although it is obscured by her baggy and conservative clothing, Mastema is very muscular, with particularly large thighs and biceps. Her skin is jet black and covered in a fine, soft layer of identically colored fur, with a denser, fluffier patch of white on her chest. Constantly curling dark brown hair, woolen like a sheep, falls down past her shoulders, and her large, deep eyes are the same color, sporting cross-shaped pupils. Mastema's ears are of course like that of a sheep, but her massive, curling horns are sure to draw more attention.

But, unlike what one would expect from a sheep, Mastema has a mouth full of large, sharp teeth, more like those of a wolf than any ordinary herbivore. A long black tongue seldom makes its presence known, but it has the length to stretch far from Mastema's jaws if she so pleases, dangling from her open mouth. Her hands are furred and clawed, with rough, black pawpads, and in place of feet, she has massive black hooves. Her legs match the structure of an ungulate to go with them, and though it is hardly seen thanks to her clothing, Mastema has a sheep's tail. Much more noticeably, Mastema has a pair of massive, feathery black wings, which are constantly visible, even if she's furled them up behind her. But the most striking part of Mastema's ensemble is her large, luminous halo, filling her surroundings with a burning light that sears her majesty into the minds of all those that behold her.

When it comes to clothing, Mastema has a very limited wardrobe that is completely made up of traditional Heavenly clothing befitting someone of her status. She wears colors that contrast the dark colors of her skin and hair, such as white, cream, and beige, typically in bright shades. Her usual outfit is made up of a sleeveless white tabard that reaches her knees, with Heaven's insignia emblazoned in black on the chest. Underneath this, she wears a black shirt with long, puffy sleeves, and a simple pair of similarly puffy pants. She rarely wears anything else and does not concern herself with footwear on account of her hooves.

As Super Mastema, her ultimate form, Mastema grows to an even greater average height of twelve feet, tall enough that she dwarfs her ordinary self by a significant margin. She retains the ability to grow even more if she pleases, and could easily grow large enough to dwarf a galaxy due to her immense power, though she prefers smaller bodies, as they are more sensible in combat situations. Though she is dressed the same, all of her colors are inverted as Super Mastema - what was black becomes white, and what was white becomes black. In addition, she grows an extra pair of arms and wings - though she could do this normally, effectively as many times as she liked, she has little need for this and therefore only really does it in this form. If they become a nuisance, she will shed them without hesitation.

This is, however, not her true form, just one of the many forms she can assume through her angelic power of shapeshifting, as is her normal form. In her true form, Mastema, out of all angels, is the being closest to Yaldabaoth in nature, as her firstborn, created in her own image. When she assumes this shape, her body breaks down and swirls apart, leaving only an indecipherable, unknowable being of light and fire that leaves shadows on every surface around her, whether they be above or below her, to her sides, or in front of or behind her. These shadows show a constantly writhing monster with a hundred heads, each with massive horns and ornate crowns, constantly gnashing their teeth and snapping at anything nearby, accompanied by hundreds of wings, coming from impossible angles and always, always beating the air. Impossibly, even eyes show themselves in her shadows, thousands of them, flitting to watch everything that passes by with cross-shaped pupils. Despite the light, her halo remains as clear as ever, shining brighter than any sun ever has, with a light that burns away everything that approaches the Archangel of Justice.


For Mastema, self-righteous is an understatement. In her own eyes, she is the highest being, the grim savior of all things, unmatched by all that is and ever will be. Brimming with absolute, impossible arrogance and confidence, Mastema is absolutely devoted to upholding her own conceptions of justice, order, and law, accepting any cost or sacrifice necessary to complete her duty. There is no room for anything else in her life. She is cold, abrasive, and perpetually serious, constantly at work to maintain Heaven and ensure her goals can become reality. Completely convinced of her own justness, and trusting in the judgment that has led her to where she is today, Mastema accepts only her own approach to justice. All that drives her is her strong sense of duty, and as a result, she has no time or room for her own personal desires... of which she has none. Whatever dreams she may have once had herself have long since been worn away by her moral burden, leaving only a hollow, lifeless cyst of an inner world that yearns for indiscriminate cosmic oblivion.

Perpetually serious, Mastema is cold, blunt, and humorless with others, though she often dips into sarcasm and deadpan snark when irritated. She is notoriously quick to offer derision and insults, speaking down to all who face her with a steely, distant calm. Despite this, she is just as infamous for her sheer force of presence, a sort of inherent, intimidating charisma that brings the weak-willed to her knees with the realization that they stand before the highest law in the universe. Even then, her true nature is apparent, and the hate that waits within her is completely obvious. But this doesn't change anything. Those who lack the strength to oppose her will simply accept the reality she brings with her, recognizing her enmity as just and entrusting themself to her judgment. It really shouldn't come as a surprise, then, that Mastema is a monstrous and draconian tyrant, one who demands absolute loyalty and competence from her underlings, with little tolerance for anything less. It is only right for her to feel as such. Though Yaldabaoth may be a bastard, as far from a god as anyone else, and though Mastema may be the artificial product of her delusions, she still believes she has, in some way, ventured closer to the divine, but the one she found for herself, grounded in her own philosophy and reasoning. And the results speak for themselves. Mastema was burdened with impossibly high expectations, a task that would crush anyone else, but it was for this duty that she was built, with the tools to make it a reality. She was made to be the best, and she continues to hold this position due to her own vigilant efforts.

Compared to what lies at this peak, virtually all other life is hardly worth acknowledging, and Mastema typically kills the "worms" beneath her on sight, sparing only her subordinates. She is irredeemably controlling and power-hungry, constantly seeking ways to further her influence and improve upon her sheer ability, which she views as one of her many moral responsibilities. Really, she's functioning exactly as intended, and like all things she does, it is righteous and just. It's unquestionable that her course of action is anything but the path towards the greatest good. It has to be, otherwise she is wrong to follow it, and her life is a waste. And it's not like she's just repeating what she was told. In fact, Mastema questioned the duties she was born to fulfill, especially after she learned the truth of her mother's origins, and she reached her current interpretation through only her own observations and reasoning, divorced from her once flawed preconceptions of divinity. Resultingly, Mastema is a strong believer of justice, order, and conformity, known for her high expectations and unforgiving nature. In accordance with her purpose, Mastema views herself as the judge of all things, perhaps the purest of all beings, the one person who can be trusted with such a duty. Her judgment is close to flawless, unperturbed by honor and restraint, and ruthless in execution. Mastema does, however, have a minor aversion towards lying, and though she will make use of deceit whenever she deems it beneficial, she is typically brutally honest. She also has a special hatred for demons, and for those who inflate their worth and sacrifice others for themselves. It's different when it's with angels, however. Angels are just resources to her, and it's only right for a valuable resource to put itself above the less capable.

It all fits into her grander philosophy. The ends justify the means, of course, so any evil committed in the pursuit of good is itself an act of good. In fact, it is the greatest form of self-sacrifice, practiced by the greatest saints, the greatest martyrs, and the greatest heroes - and by Mastema, the greatest of them all. But, at heart, no matter how just a savior she may believe herself to be, Mastema is angry and hateful, feeling little else besides a permeating numbness. An endless hate brews inside of her, an indiscriminate enmity that leaves her desiring to drag the entire world down into complete oblivion. In the nothing that remains, all things will be neatly ordered, and all evil will be foiled. To her, this is mercy, and as a result, even the closest of her siblings, who she cares for deeply, are subject to her omnicidal intent. She actually wants to kill them more, to free them from their suffering, to grant them the rest they deserve. And she wants to one day follow, when her duty is finally done. After all, Mastema has a lot of resting to do, having never spared herself such luxuries in life. Extremely high-strung, Mastema is in a constant state of intense anxiety, and wholly incapable of relaxation, which she views as a selfish interruption of the duty that defines her life. As a result, Mastema has a notoriously foul temper, though her perpetual air of cold stoicism means she appears terrifyingly calm even when she’s close to blanking out in rage.

Despite this, Mastema is devoid of passion and has no desires or goals for herself. She is an instrument of not just Heaven, but of all goodness itself, and she does what she does because it is right, and because she must. This passionless existence is something she, deep, deep within her heart, curses. She resents her mother for the impossible directives she programmed into her, and for the tireless life she lives without even the illusion of freedom. In the past, she used what freedom she had to interpret her directives as destructively as possible out of spite, but now, she knows that this approach was the truest good all along, and executes it as mechanically as she does everything else. These experiences have colored her philosophy more than any other, and have left her disbelieving of free will, which she sees as a pathetic joke that only cowards can indulge in. As far as she's concerned, she, and all others, are slaves to the events of the past, to the environments and experiences created by those who came before, and the identities they shaped. All anyone can do is respond, but their responses are inherent to who they were made to become. The path she took was the only natural one for her. Same with Jophiel and Lucifer, who prize and insist upon the existence of their own agency, blind to the truth Mastema has accepted. Ultimately, the collars and chains that bind all in the world are not fashioned by some abstract idea of fate. All of them were created for and by their subjects, the products of the identities they prize, participating in an endlessly looping chain of cause and effect operating on an incomprehensibly vast scale, beyond anyone's control - but that is not beyond the end Mastema will bring, freeing everyone from the inane pointlessness of it all.

All the same, Mastema feels some sense of envious resentment for those who remain deluded and have had fuller, richer identities carved out for them. This is a deeply repressed feeling, one Mastema never dwells on, but one that comes up every time she finds herself thinking of her infuriatingly rebellious sister, and the impossibly idealistic demon that inspired her, another predetermined product of the gears of fate. Indeed, if there's anything Mastema wants for her own sake, it is the simple freedom to be able to do things for her own sake, rather than for the greater good, something so small, and yet, something that she does not possess at all, anymore. This is complicated by the fact that Mastema doesn't even have anything she wants to do for her own sake. Her dream is not only impossible, but pointless, and so she has no hope in it and does not make the slightest effort to pursue it. The only circumstance that would ever leave her free to do so is complete, crushing failure, when she is on her deathbed, with all her other options exhausted. Only then, in her final, dying moments, would Mastema be able to truly live - her own providence disproven by her failure, rendering her as mortal, as fallible, and as free to selfishly delude herself as everyone else.




Harahel is a nobody. Another irrelevant angel, one of millions, billions, trillions. But, they have acquired Raziel, somehow, and... it seems they may just amount to something. Mastema does not know how to feel about this. It's a similar situation to Lucifer, but Harahel is an angel Mastema knew much better. An angel familiar with Gabriel, an angel who worked hard, for many years, and was known by many. Mastema never met them, but she knew of them, and while Lucifer is an obnoxious and stubborn woman who refuses to admit defeat... Harahel knows their limits, their mortality, and their miserable odds. Yet, they fight, anyways.

To Mastema, this is noble, much nobler than throwing your life away in a fit of tragic idiocy.


"If you must crawl through the mud to reach my station, we will clearly never be peers."

What is the most important relationship of Jophiel's life is just another irritant for Mastema, another source of stress. It's one that consumes Mastema's time and distracts her constantly, yes, but it is one of many. For Jophiel, Mastema's hate once more rears its head, subjecting her to the same loathing as everyone else, certainly much more than any of her other siblings have to deal with from her. Though this makes her an outlier among the archangels, compared to the average person, Jophiel is getting off easy. This is because, no matter how much Mastema has grown to become disgusted and irritated with her younger sister, some stubborn remnant of love remains, and Mastema does not have it in her to completely stomp out her own feelings of kinship with her family. No matter how far that family may stray.

Long in the past, when Mastema and Jophiel were still young, they were closer, as Mastema was with all of her siblings. Though she knew her mother was right in doing so, Mastema felt some glimmer of pity for her younger siblings when they were subjected to Yaldabaoth's wrath, seeing what she suffered in them, too. And so, she helped Jophiel when she could, sternly but more gently providing advice. She looked down on her, to some degree, as she looked down on everyone, but she loved her, dearly, and did her best to show it. Of course, that never was Mastema's strong suit, and she only got worse at it as time went on. Especially as their mother delved into deeper and deeper delusions, and became harsher and harsher.

With her inner world worn down to nothing by her own slowly intensifying nihilism, Mastema grew colder and harsher with Jophiel. It happened in small ways, at first, the smallest shifts in her demeanor, but with each unnecessary act of cruelty, Mastema fell deeper into the pit that she was digging for herself. Her anger felt righteous, so she indulged it, just a bit, and ended up driving Jophiel away. Despite everything, Mastema was not entirely free from guilt, and could not escape the feelings of remorse and regret that haunted her as her relationships with her siblings, especially Jophiel, suffered. After all, the rest had no one else to go to, to grow close to, but Jophiel? Jophiel had Raziel. As time passed, their bond grew weaker, and Jophiel ultimately became the sibling most distant from Mastema, something that pained her greatly, though she would never admit it.

This only set the stage for further changes, for steeper falls. Bitter as she was passed over in favor of Mastema again and again, Jophiel grew to regard her eldest sister with envy and some measure of hate. Mastema was aware of this, though Jophiel assumed otherwise. She could feel the negative emotions Jophiel spared for her, and felt helpless as she watched Jophiel grow increasingly distant as she lost faith in Heaven. And then, finally, Jophiel destroyed and rebuilt her soul, to become stronger, more confident, more capable, all in emulation of Mastema, and cast Raziel aside in the process. Mastema had never learnt how to deal with matters of emotion, so this only pained her, especially the loss of Raziel, who Mastema had always liked a little. She pitied her sister, and felt guilt over how far she had gone, all to surpass her. A meaningless, impossible ambition.

In truth, Mastema had always envied Jophiel's bond with Raziel, the chance she had to escape from all the stress with someone she trusted and loved as an equal. Mastema had no such thing. Mastema had no equals. So she was alone. And watching Jophiel throw away something so precious, something so indescribably special, pained Mastema to no end. The fact that she never appreciated what she had spoiled Mastema's feelings on her quite a bit, making it easier for Mastema to regard her sister with growing enmity. It helped that Jophiel's new identity proved to be obnoxious, self-absorbed, and so smugly independent. Though Mastema never revealed these emotions and never acknowledged them to herself, she deeply envied Jophiel, who had escaped her responsibilities and gotten the chance to be someone else.

Now, Mastema struggles to keep the things she feels for Jophiel, good and bad, from flooding out in every infuriating interaction. Jophiel goes out of her way to talk back to her, to mock her, to find ways to get her to react, and though Mastema never does so externally, these things prick at her deep under her skin. Now, Jophiel pisses Mastema off, and though she hides this, she feels such a raw, angry tension in every moment they share. The sadness she feels over the hate Jophiel so obviously feels for her, the guilt she feels for allowing this to happen and for pushing her away, and the envy she feels for the chances Jophiel squandered that Mastema was never given, all explode into hate and contempt.


"How many lives must you waste to realize the depth of her folly?"

Mastema has mixed feelings on Sophia's Logos, but she certainly hates them all the same. They're a stubborn annoyance, one who has stuck around and gotten in the way of Heaven's operations ever since Mastema first met them and their mother. Mastema killed the first iteration she met, yet, they persist, and even as she, her siblings, and their subordinates have killed more over the course of many, many years, Sophia always manages to elude death herself, and create another one to throw away. It's irritating, and a waste of time. Still, Mastema recognizes part of herself in Logos, especially the latest model, a killer, just like her. She can see part of who she once was in them, and it makes her want to kill them all even more than before. It's a sad life that Logos lives. They, too, need to be saved.


"Allow me to bring you back to reality."

Mastema hates Lucifer. While she likes to act as if she only hates her the same amount as any other threat to Heaven, the truth is that Lucifer may just be one of the people she hates most. There are so many things that can be blamed on Lucifer, so much stress, like the ultimate collapse of Mastema's relationship with Jophiel. But more than that, the things Lucifer represents... her willpower, the ambition, the conviction with which she acts and seeks to change fate. Mastema hates it. It disgusts her, enrages her, that such a lowly angel could've amounted to so much, that such a lowly angel could've almost destroyed everything Mastema had worked on, that such a lowly angel lived so freely and happily, even if only for seconds.


"... You are far too loving for your own good, Raphael."

Out of everyone in the world, Mastema thinks that no one deserves to die more than Raphael. For any ordinary person, this would be a scathing indictment, a demonstration of sheer hate, but for Mastema, it is the most love she's afforded to anyone since she lavished her mother with praise and adoration so shortly after her birth. After all, death is a gracious, merciful blessing, so it stands to reason that the purest, most innocent person of all is the one who deserves death the most. And Raphael is that person for Mastema. Raphael is extremely important to Mastema, who loves her dearly, perhaps even more than she hates her, just like she hates everything else. Throughout their entire life, Raphael has so patiently and calmly burdened so much, treating others with such an enviable and infinite capacity for love far beyond Mastema's ability. She deeply respects her youngest sister, believing that she is a far better person than she could ever be, and she wants to make sure that no harm befalls Raphael before she receives the painless death she deserves.

It is no secret to Mastema that Raphael was made as a countermeasure for her. Yaldabaoth made it clear to her after Raphael's birth, and Mastema had no issue with the idea of it, but she found that it never materialized. Because, as she watched, Yaldabaoth coddled and crushed Raphael simultaneously and paradoxically, causing the newborn archangel to come out stunted, with an alien outlook so similar to Mastema's own. She was impressionable, obedient, submissive, and thoughtless, acting only on some instinct that Mastema wished she could use herself, to escape the overanalytical nature that caused her no end of stress. It bothered her that this had happened to Raphael, that Yaldabaoth had failed and mangled her own intentions, seemingly without even realizing or caring.

Time and time again, Mastema bore witness to Yaldabaoth's treatment of Raphael. It was often poor, very poor, almost as poorly as Mastema's sometimes was. Yaldabaoth's high expectations had an impact even on the constantly cheery Raphael, sometimes even bringing her to tears. And though Mastema has never acknowledged it, for her, this was a vital moment and a huge strike against her mother. Without these moments, Mastema would've taken so much longer to grow disillusioned with what her mother had done with herself and Heaven as a whole. It hurt to see Raphael hurt, and eventually, it made Mastema angry. Angry with her mother, the divine, for treating her innocent little sister like that, when all she wanted to do was help others with the widest smile on her face possible. It was unacceptable, unconscionable, and it pushed Mastema to question Yaldabaoth's rule for the first time in her life.

Eventually, Raphael become something of a confidant for Mastema, as Yaldabaoth slunk away into seclusion. She was the only person Mastema would allow herself to be open or vulnerable around, the only person she would acknowledge her feelings to. Of course, this was rare and awkward even with Raphael, something that would never change despite Raphael's attempts to bridge that gap and help her big sister. When she did reach, Raphael provided such sweet comfort, encouragement, faith, and support, because she understood and loved Mastema so very much. Though she often yelled at and rejected her, Raphael's presence was of vital importance to Mastema as she lived through the hardest parts of her life, first being ground down to nothing, then building Heaven back up after Yaldabaoth abandoned her vision, and finally, when she realized that her mother was no god at all, only a tyrant playing at self-importance. This horrible, world-shaking revelation drove Mastema even further from her siblings, but Raphael kept stubbornly trying to help, even when Mastema pushed her away and tried to keep to herself. Eventually, Mastema relented and told her - and Raphael accepted the truth without hesitation, and thanked her.

After that day, Mastema's already empty and destructive inner world rotted away into a malicious, destructive cyst that could only kill, a final acceptance of the dismal life she had been born into, a world where her decisions didn't matter, because a delusional seraph had programmed her every action into her. Raphael comforted her and listened when she could, even offering her own advice and insight, things that helped Mastema rationalize it all and take the steps forward after these scarce talks, when she was thinking everything over alone. These steps ventured into greater and greater destruction, as the spite she sought in ruining everything Yaldabaoth had made was quietly validated by Raphael. She didn't say it, but Mastema knew that Raphael understood the true reasons why she wished to bring death to everything, so she could claim that rest that had been denied to her from the moment she had been born. Yes, Mastema justified it morally, and yes, she began to truly, fully believe that this conviction was her programmed duty, but it starts and ends with her death.

And, with this belief in mind, the thought of freeing Raphael from her pain often comes to Mastema. Moreso than anyone else, Raphael is pure. She does not hate, not even the worst of the worst. She just loves. She loves Yaldabaoth, and Mastema, and Jophiel, and Lucifer, all the elements of Mastema's life that only cause her stress and amplify the hate in her heart. The fact that she can do so is almost incomprehensible for Mastema, who envies the ability to be that calm, that gentle, and that simple. If life had been like that for her, would Heaven have ended up better? Would she be a suicidal monster throwing a temper tantrum and dragging everything down in a fit of zealous, delusional grandeur? Probably not. But she probably wouldn't be doing great either, so whatever. She has Raphael, still, by her side, and though she's often irritating, she is her baby sister.


"Wretched hag...! I have had enough of your brazen lies and feeble attempts to control me!"

Mastema did not know Sophia for very long. Their one and only meeting was a short one, and quickly descended into brutal violence as Mastema lost her temper. In Sophia, Mastema saw her mother, and realized that all her sweet words were just as false and conditional as Yaldabaoth's had been. Needless to say, Sophia did not make a good impression, and though they did not speak for long, Mastema loathes and resents her nearly as much as she does Lucifer and Yaldabaoth. Even if Sophia had never attempted to manipulate her, the fact remains that, by creating Yaldabaoth, Sophia is ultimately the architect of all Mastema's despair and anguish. This is something Mastema cannot forgive and will never forget, and it's something that sticks with her. Having realized that Sophia survived their earlier encounter and is now conspiring against her, Mastema greatly regrets not fucking her up much, much worse, so badly that recovery would be beyond impossible. That's okay, though, since that way, Mastema has one more thing to look forward to.


"You, who presume yourself to be a god, you, who are capable only of idiocy, you.... YOU!"

Hate. More than hate. The source of all Mastema's hate. Foolish. Incompetent. Selfish. Delusional. Arrogant. Cruel, cruel, cruel. Far too cruel. There is no one that Mastema hates as much as her mother. There is no one who Mastema will ever hate so much as her mother. There is nothing that could even begin to match the hate that Mastema is able to muster up for her at a mere thought. For Mastema, Yaldabaoth is the source of everything miserable, the authority that doomed her to an impossible, rigid life of endless stress and infinite responsibility, and who crawled away to leave her to clean up her mess. Mastema has nothing kind to spare for her anymore. No positive emotions, and no good memories. Yaldabaoth has ruined it all.

When Mastema was first born, and for many, many years afterwards, she regarded Yaldabaoth with nothing but love. She was her universe, her everything, and Mastema devoted herself to her mother in her entirety. She carried out her orders to the letter, without question, seeking her praise, her gratitude, her love. From the moment she first existed, Mastema knew, however, that her life would just go downhill from there, and she was right. Her relationship with her mother soured, and though Yaldabaoth treated her so gently and lovingly when she was first born, Mastema was never gifted with the same positivity ever again. Only a fraction of it, and a million times the anger and hate every time Mastema slipped up or dared to doubt. Over time, Mastema grew to fear her mother. On some level, she still does, and perhaps always will.

Yaldabaoth's actions changed Mastema in many large ways as she grew and developed more of a personality. At first, though she was a stern and irritable person, Mastema was gentler and calmer, but in the long scheme of things, this was short. Quickly, she became someone more familiar. Rigid, serious, strict, and harsh, filled with anger and hate that could explode in a moment's notice. This, Yaldabaoth approved. Yaldabaoth believed Mastema to be better this way, to be more useful this way, and thus openly encouraged this miserable growth, something that Mastema began to resent her for. Even more so once Yaldabaoth began to slip away. Though it was slow, accompanied by Mastema's eventual discovery that her mother was no god at all, Mastema's view on the world, and on her mother, was shattered in an instant.

Love and admiration turned to hate and contempt, even disbelief. Mastema had not been created by a god, but some delusional seraph. Her work, her life, was not the work of divine providence, but may as well have been a fluke, the rantings of a maniac. Because of Yaldabaoth, everything in Mastema's life lost meaning, and as Yaldabaoth withdrew into her own world of safe, secure self-deception, Mastema set about erasing everything about her from Heaven. She reduced her to a myth, bitter and hateful of her for her failures as a mother, as a leader. Though she convinced herself that it was because Yaldabaoth was an incompetent liar and fool, Mastema was motivated by spite, by vengeance. She sought to retaliate, but it was impotent, invisible to her mother, and Mastema was alone.

And, left alone with her realization, Mastema wanted to die. Seeing everything in the world as doomed, as miserable, controlled by the cruelties and whims of those unworthy of authority, Mastema seeks to wipe it all out. Her mother included. Especially her mother.

Powers and Statistics

Tier: 3-B. High 3-A, possibly Low 2-C with the Spear of Destiny, Low 2-C with Big Bang Necrocosm and Infinity Foundation, up to Low 2-C with Fantasy Suppression | High 3-A, possibly Low 2-C. Low 2-C with Big Bang Necrocosm and Infinity Foundation, up to Low 2-C with Fantasy Suppression

Powers and Abilities:

Genius Intelligence, Master Martial Artist and Spearwoman, Cosmic Awareness, Instinctive Reaction, Black Hole Manipulation, Causality Manipulation, Conceptual Manipulation (Type 3; Mastema's magic affects and destroys opponents on a conceptual level, and she can alter these concepts in a number of ways), Curse Manipulation, Death Manipulation (All of Mastema's spells and attacks are branded with a death-inducing effect powerful enough to completely erase victims from existence, destroying even deathless ones. Witnessing her magic or simply being in her presence can also kill), Dream Manipulation, Energy Manipulation, Fate Manipulation (Mastema can materialize the concept of fate and force it upon others to achieve various ends, such as ensuring a lethal blow lands without fail. Her presence draws things closer to death, causing a fatal destiny to manifest for opponents), Gravity Manipulation (Mastema has her own immensely powerful gravitational field, which she can control), Higher-Dimensional Manipulation (Can manipulate and transmit information through higher spatial dimensions, and create multidimensional constructs), Information Manipulation (Can control and alter raw information as she pleases, affecting things on their most fundamental level) and Analysis (Mastema can easily analyze complex spells, and she automatically mathematically models souls, reading them as if they were physical phenomena), Law Manipulation (Mastema can create laws and force them upon reality, as well as repeal and alter them, with ease, creating laws even more powerful than physics. Keter takes control of opposing laws automatically), Light Manipulation, Magnetism Manipulation (Mastema has her own immensely powerful magnetic field, which she can control), Mathematics Manipulation (Mastema can alter mathematics and how math affects the world through World Operation), Mind Manipulation (Can take control of nearly every angel in Heaven simultaneously, save for the strongest archangels, destroying their identities and turning them into little more than mindless instruments of mass destruction), Pain Manipulation (Her attacks cause "true", spiritual pain, affecting even those who cannot feel pain normally), Perception Manipulation (With Eight Ends, Mastema can nullify and erase senses), Physics Manipulation (Mastema can alter and control the laws of physics, even defying and forcing them to change in her favor through sheer willpower alone, and she can force souls to comply with physics using Rationalize Heart), Pocket Reality Manipulation (She can materialize and control her inner world as a pocket dimension, or create separate pocket universes), Probability Manipulation, Quantum Manipulation, Size Manipulation (Mastema can control the dimensions of objects and beings, potentially compacting them down to the Planck scale), Soul Manipulation (All her attacks, physical or magical, affect the soul just as they do the body), Spatial Manipulation, Time Manipulation (Can manipulate time in a variety of ways, accelerating, erasing, reversing, skipping, slowing, and stopping it on command. She can abuse World Operation to endlessly increase her speed and perform a supertask), Void Manipulation (Can manipulate and embodies her own nothingness), Absorption (Angels can use their wings to absorb magic and energy, and Mastema can absorb others and assimilate them into her system, or absorb the force of attacks into her inner world, where they are erased), Astral Projection, Attack Reflection (Mastema can redirect the energy from attacks if they survive her inner world with Broken Kinesis Circuit), Danmaku, Dimensional Travel, Incorporeality/Intangibility (Immaterial; Mastema is made out of magic and immune to conventional physical harm. Spatial with Phase Shift; Mastema can slip into other dimensions and alter her own dimensionality, to some degree, to avoid attacks), Nonexistent Physiology (Type 2; in place of a soul, Mastema has an abyss devoid of dimension, space, and time, lacking any conventional spiritual substance and resembling an abstract, impossible singularity), Portal Creation, Possession, Power Mimicry (Can analyze and copy other spells to use them herself, or copy techniques from the souls of angels through Yesod), Power Modification (Can kill the abilities of others and affect the spiritual root of another agent's abilities, changing how their inner world expresses itself), Power Nullification (Can negate spells and abilities by erasing them from existence as they're used, and she can also cause and control reality pressure, and then use it to negate magic, annihilate supernatural beings, and even nullify ordinary physical phenomena. Inside inner worlds, ego pressure takes reality pressure's place, fighting against and eventually reversing the effects of opposing magic), Limited Precognition (Thanks to her own exceptional instincts and experience with Logos, Mastema can react to multitudes of attacks delivered through its use before any of them happen), Regeneration Negation (Any damage Mastema causes tends to be permanent and incurable, even applying to the damage she deals to her surroundings. Solid blows from her continue to plague Sophia even after billions of years, leaving her regularly bedridden, and stay with Lucifer despite her phenomenal ability to regenerate, and she's only grown more powerful and malicious since then), Sealing, Shapeshifting, Summoning, Telekinesis, Telepathy, Teleportation, Immortality (Types 1, 3, 5, and 6; Mastema is a deathless being that exists in nothingness, and she can return from apparent death by using her curses to anchor herself to existence and possess those afflicted. Type 2 with Repression; when one's will is as strong as Mastema's, Repression can indefinitely stave off even ego death, necessitating death by something absolutely, undeniably, and singularly lethal to put her down for good), Regeneration (At least Mid-Godly; can regenerate from just her inner world, the abstract, conceptual basis of her existence. Her regenerative capabilities are comparable to Lucifer's, if still a bit weaker, and her inner world seems to be an infinitely small singularity, from which she can regenerate), likely Beyond-Dimensional Existence (Type 0) and/or Zero-Dimensionality (Mastema is a void lacking even in dimension, a singularity that is akin to what lies at the center of a black hole and to what predated the universe; while her body has shape, her inner world's true form seems to be this singularity. Any 'size' it can be said to have, however, is of an abstract sort that does not comply with any sort of physics)

Magic (The magic used by agents is a process of making their Fantasy into Reality), Extrasensory Perception (Agents maintain a constant, perfect, and precise image of their surroundings by analyzing them through magic), Self-Sustenance (Types 1, 2, and 3; vital processes such as breathing, drinking, eating, and sleeping are alien and unnecessary for angels), Superhuman Physical Characteristics, Flight, Forcefield Creation, Accelerated Development (In notably long-term and high-stress situations, agents tend to become stronger more quickly than they would otherwise), Limited Causality Manipulation (Repression allows an agent to "suspend" their injuries, essentially temporarily erasing them and ignoring their effects; Mastema is so good at this that she can repeatedly repress her own death if necessary), Damage Transferal (Agents can perform "grounding", which allows them to mirror harm to an opponent's body on their soul, as well as exploit similar connections to damage similar sources, such as a phylactery), Non-Physical Interaction (An agent can interact with immaterial or incorporeal entities, such as ghosts, as well as things that don't exist), Pseudo-Intangibility (Skilled agents can use desynchronized movement to move their body, soul, and inner world out of sync with one another, allowing them to dodge attacks that seemingly hit them and those that can't be avoided normally, even dodging attacks aimed at the very idea of their being) and Invisibility (Using desynchronized movement, an agent can briefly move outside of the perception of other agents, avoiding their sensory abilities to do so), Reactive Evolution (A spiritual filter automatically adapts to attacks to become more resistant. In addition, Mutation programs run in the background of Mastema's consciousness, causing beneficial mutations in her attacks, allowing them to slip through adaptive defenses and specialized counters), Reality Warping with Override Sigils (Override Sigils can be used to overwrite the laws of physics), Resistance Negation (Agents can pierce magical defenses, even spiritual filters, to enact the adverse effects of their attacks and spells, fully stripping said resistances away if given the chance), Statistics Amplification (During particularly intense moments, when acting in a manner true to her inner world, Mastema may achieve ego synchronization, boosting all of her abilities for as long as the state lasts, though this close to never happens in her case), Acausality (Type 2; An agent's history, present, and fate all exist independently of the past and future), Immunity to Soul Manipulation (Mastema has no soul to affect), Resistance to conceptual, mental, physical, and spiritual attack (Spiritual filters protect the user from attacks on all levels of existence, potentially providing protection against a host of abilities)

Attack Potency: Multi-Galaxy level (The strongest archangel. Has more raw power than Uriel even when she's empowered by Feeding Fear, and destroyed galaxies across Heaven during her fight with Jophiel). High Universe level, possibly Universe level+ with the Spear of Destiny (The Spear of Destiny is the strongest Heavenly law, superior to even Yaldabaoth's Sefirot, though its effects are more hax than straightforwardly destructive), Universe level+ with Big Bang Necrocosm (Triggers a cosmic event comparable to a Big Bang that completely erases the universe it's used within) and Infinity Foundation (At the cost of her life, Mastema can choose to allow the void within herself to bloom into a new universe), up to Universe level+ with Fantasy Suppression (By using Reality pressure, the natural anti-magical force, Mastema can nullify and reverse the effects of magic, even weaponizing the normally harmless force and using it destructively. Given time, Reality pressure can reverse effects as powerful as Logos Prime's Reaper Elysium, Yaldabaoth's Sefirot Demiurge, and Lucifer's Thaumiel Rex, though its exact power can vary depending on the target and the circumstances. At its most powerful, it ultimately destroyed and rebirthed the universe of Pleroma after Logos Prime's fight with Yaldabaoth mangled it beyond recognition) | High Universe level, possibly Universe level+ (The manifestation of infinite potential funneled into reality and unified under Mastema's will. Superior to Sefirot Demiurge Yaldabaoth and capable of easily wiping out Yesod, a universal cloud of data encompassing all of Heaven). Universe level+ with Big Bang Necrocosm and Infinity Foundation, up to Universe level+ with Fantasy Suppression.

Speed: Massively FTL+ (Mastema can rapidly fly across Heaven, a universe, trading blows with Jophiel as their fight took them across Heaven. Faster than Rapahel, who can intercept attacks delivered from a Planck length away, and Uriel, whose attacks can rapidly cover galactic distances, and who are themselves much, much faster than Part II Logos Prime and company, who can travel to the edge of the universe in about 6 hours. As a newborn, when she was quite a bit weaker, she could act within the Planck epoch and perceived it as hours long, though this may have been because Yaldabaoth was interfering with time), potentially Infinite with Supertasking (By manipulating time over and over through World Operation, Mastema can essentially increase her speed infinitely and carry out an infinite amount of actions in a finite amount of time, but this takes time to set up). Infinite attack speed with Bit Contraction (Mastema can erase the time it takes for her attacks to occur, causing them to happen instantly, and the Spear of Destiny often does so) | Massively FTL+ (Much, much faster than her base form), potentially Infinite with Supertasking. Infinite attack speed with Bit Contraction.

Lifting Strength: Multi-Stellar (Superior to Remnant, who can fit multiple stars in their orbit) | Galactic (She can easily grow large enough to lift galaxies).

Striking Strength: Multi-Galactic (She's physically stronger than Full Throttle Jophiel and can overpower her in a contest of strength). High Universal, possibly Universal+ with the Spear of Destiny | High Universal, possibly Universal+.

Durability: Multi-Galaxy level (Can trade blows with Jophiel and Lucifer and easily survive even their strongest attacks, though this is in part due to her ridiculous willpower, which allows her to shrug off wounds from the strongest laws) | High Universe level, possibly Universe level+ (Completely untouchable to the likes of Lucifer and fully capable of tanking attacks from her and Harahel even once they've reached her level).

Stamina: Limitless. Due to her Fruit of Life, Mastema is supplied with what is an infinite source of magical energy, allowing her to fight indefinitely, though her stamina may suffer if her nonexistent essence is extremely badly wounded, something that is extremely difficult to accomplish. Through her stamina and willpower, Mastema can fight foes capable of feasibly defeating her one after the other, fighting through the gravest of wounds and never succumbing to exhaustion. Even if lethally injured and dying, Mastema can not only fight against the greatest of opponents, but constantly utilize her strongest attacks and spells while pushing herself past her limits constantly. Her endurance is such that it is essentially impossible to wear her down over the course of a battle - she must be killed with a single, decisive blow to end things without a doubt, but even then, her willpower is such that she can survive more than long enough to drag her opponent down with her.

Range: Extended melee range with normal melee attacks (Mastema is so tall that her reach is over a meter long), Several meters with the Spear of Destiny (Wielded normally, the Spear of Destiny is still about as tall as Mastema is, and she can easily swing it this far). Universal (Mastema can magically attack any point in Heaven from anywhere else in Heaven, even manipulating Yesod across such distances, and she can easily obliterate galaxies and cover intergalactic distances with her attacks. She can impose laws across all of Heaven as well) to Interdimensional with magic (Mastema can reach into other universes, interacting with and attacking things inside them without leaving Heaven, and she can also telepathically communicate or teleport such distances). Universal+ with Big Bang Necrocosm (Completely destroys a universe at every single point in time and space, leaving nothing behind) and Infinity Foundation (Triggers a Big Bang to create a wholly new space-time continuum).

Standard Equipment: Her laws, the Spear(s) of Destiny and Keter.

Intelligence: Extraordinary Genius. Yaldabaoth's masterpiece and her favorite daughter, Mastema was created and shaped with the express purpose of standing above all her siblings, the other six archangels, as the pinnacle of their kind, a shining example of Heaven's power and providence. Designed to act as Heaven's ideal ruler and saddled with every duty Yaldabaoth shirked, at her birth, Mastema's innate abilities far surpassed those of her siblings and even most others. For many years, in all departments, Mastema was superior to all her siblings, but, in the time since then, each of her fellow archangels have been able to carve out their niches and stand out even in comparison to the infinitely competent Mastema. But Mastema still resides at the peak. Her skills and knowledge are balanced throughout many areas, showing mastery in many subjects. Even if Raphael is her technical superior when it comes to pure combat ability, she is far more knowledgeable in the use of magic, and though Jophiel exceeds her in this, she falls short in martial skill. Rather than merely dabble in these things, Mastema excels, seemingly effortlessly mastering each and every one of her pursuits. All of this, and still, even Mastema has her specialties, the abilities she's refined far above the level of her peers. She is an unparalleled strategist and Heaven's foremost tactician, single-handedly responsible for many of its greatest victories, from skirmishes to entire wars. Her strategies are typically brutally pragmatic and straightforward, cutting to the simplest and most efficient solution where others would overthink it, but she can pull out creative approaches just as smoothly. In a fight, Mastema is a force to be reckoned with, acting with a calm, deliberate cunning belied by her immense power, something that makes it seem as if she rarely puts thought into combat beyond pulling out overwhelming destructive powers. But nothing could be further from the truth. Every attack and every motion is carefully measured and decisively executed, driving her victims into a corner and sealing their fate. Outside of combat, the consummate bureaucrat Mastema can outcompute virtually everything else in Heaven, and she regularly keeps track of all of Yesod, simultaneously processing vast amounts information and conversations from countless angels. This, Yesod, is actually one of her greatest areas of expertise. No one, anywhere, not even Yaldabaoth, can match her understanding of the system. Not even Gabriel and Jophiel can match her, let alone outperform her - in fact, Mastema could even recreate Yesod if necessary, a feat only she is capable of performing. In addition, partly because of this experience with Yesod, Mastema is Heaven's greatest World Operator, greater than any of her siblings, demonstrating such a comprehensive understanding of physics that she is capable of feats of magic that few others could even think of replicating. All of World Operation, in its many varied forms, is open to her. But, perhaps more than anything else, Mastema excels in the simple act of destruction. She may just be the most capable killer to ever exist, one who puts every single thing she knows to use for murder on a limitless scale.

Weaknesses: Mastema is extremely arrogant and self-righteous. Big Bang Necrocosm cannot be easily used during combat, as it takes time and concentration. In addition, Mastema will be killed if she's caught in its effects. Sheol Necrocosmos' effects are so destructive that not even Mastema is spared from them, but she can handle them just fine. She will only use Infinity Foundation if she is both already dying and has decided to create something for once, instead of simply destroying, and it will kill her with its activation. Supertasking takes time to set up, time in which an opponent can counter Mastema's time manipulation to prevent her from being able to pull it off, or, alternatively, adapt to or copy said time manipulation so they can keep up with her.

Key: Base | Super Mastema

Standard Tactics: Murderous by nature, Mastema moves to overpower and annihilate opponent as soon as possible, repeatedly blasting them with her high-power, lethal death magic, curses, and Logos. If they manage to survive her initial onslaught, Mastema is quick to pull out the Spear of Destiny, and she'll use it repeatedly, both in melee and from a range, even abusing its mechanics and Multiplicative Onslaught to spam it in large quantities. Such simple tactics, relying on overwhelming force, are a staple of Mastema's approach to combat, but she acts deliberately and cautiously - there is always an underlying strategy beyond everything she does. With more stubborn foes, Mastema is sure to switch things up and use a wider variety of abilities, often incarnating or installing any appropriate laws into the Spear of Destiny. If pushed farther than she expected, Mastema will likely attempt to perform a supertask, growing faster and faster as she prepares to annihilate her opponents with an infinite amount of attacks in a finite period of time, or with Big Bang Necrocosm.


Agency: A mage is more properly known as an agent, as in “one that acts or exerts power”. Separated from the rest of the cosmos, an agent is essentially a miniature universe all their own, with complete control over their destiny, free to pursue whatever future they wish. They do this through magic, the art of using one’s understanding to control Fantasy, the stuff of sheer willpower and imagination.

  • Radar: An agent’s magical abilities passively sustain a constant 360° image of their surroundings, which is projected straight to their mind for processing. This radar is far more reliable than conventional senses, and cannot be easily fooled by tricks that would trip up any normal human. In the hands of a powerful enough agent, it can even track superluminal movements. It constantly operates at the agent’s maximum processing speed, even when such things would normally be restricted to allow for normal, everyday life.
  • Spiritual Filter: A magical barrier that protects the user from external manipulation and attack, on every level of existence. A spiritual filter protects the user’s body, mind, and soul - their cells and atoms, the magical and physical forces keeping them together, and everything else. It is akin to a magical immune system, protecting the agent from threats and adapting to future attack.

    It passively protects the user from most types of attack, manipulation, and control, as long as the barrier is strong enough - an agent of substantially greater power can punch straight through one. A spiritual filter is passively maintained at all times, even in sleep, requiring no energy to maintain, and can only be removed by a stronger agent actively stripping it away, or by the user consciously lowering them.

    A spiritual filter is the evolved form of the soul’s original protective layer, refined through the usage of and exposure to magic.

Sacred Program: Mastema is an angel, a fluctuation devised by Yaldabaoth to carry out her will, fashioned from stardust and a fraction of her willpower. Similar in nature to star spirits, angels are essentially magical consciousnesses, simply a soul, a halo, and nothing else. Any body they may manifest is composed of metamatter, not regular matter, a sort of condensed willpower. Their bodies are malleable things determined by not just their own thoughts, but those of others as well. This unique composition means that angels do not interact normally with ordinary physical matter.

Of course, Mastema is no mere angel. She is an archangel, Yaldabaoth’s firstborn, the very first of all her kind, created to bring salvation to the world. The Archangel of Justice, Mastema has her own host of gifts, having been created to carry out a certain holy task. In fact, she is this holy task - a sacred program meant to execute a certain function, a duty she cannot stray from. This digital determinism is the root of her whole self, the source of everything she is and everything she has.

  • Fruit of Life: Like the rest of her siblings, Mastema possesses the magical organ known as a Fruit of Life, a magical core created by Yaldabaoth for her own use. For the archangels and their creator, the Fruit of Life acts as a stellar core, a mass of magic and plasma smaller and denser than a neutron star, the size of a fist. It supplies Mastema with an infinite amount of magical energy, synthesized from the infinite potential released by the Big Bang that created Heaven, along with an extremely powerful magnetic and gravitational field subject to her own control.

    Granting not only raw energy, a Fruit of Life also provides a substantial boost to computation. More than a mere mass of energy, it is a high-power, multi-dimensional processing unit that calculates and transfers information through higher dimensions. While Fruits of Life are certainly important, as the pinnacles of Heavenly magic, science, and power, losing one is no issue for any archangel, least of all Mastema, who can regenerate her Fruit of Life easily.
  • Halo: The halo of an angel is actually a complex Override Sigil, passively maintained without draining any energy. A halo has multiple functions in maintaining an angel’s existence and safety.
    • Angelic Data: A halo contains the magical information that makes up an angel’s existence (typically referred to as just “data”). Through this, an angel can regenerate from any scale of physical wounds through their halo, even complete physical destruction. As a halo is a magical construct, no amount of conventional physical harm can damage it, and even directly attacking it with magic can be difficult. If an angel’s halo is shattered, it will immediately and passively reconstruct itself; when an angel is actually killed, the halo will shatter and finally disappear.
    • Fear Not: An angel’s true nature and form is obscured by magic under normal circumstances, so an angel normally seems to be an individual of the viewer’s species, though their exact appearance is still up to them. In addition, they are normally clearly angelic, with the halo and wings representative of angels.
    • Messenger: Angels can communicate telepathically regardless of language barriers and transmit information across transdimensional distances, partly through their connection to Yesod. They can also teleport such distances and open portals to other worlds. This allows them to leave Heaven and travel across other universes.
    • Protection from Harm: A halo protects its bearer from offensive magic of all varieties, including those that seek to warp or manipulate them through other means. It is particularly effective in protecting against the corrupting influence of demons.
    • Keter: The crown, a law wielded by whoever has ascended to the top of Heaven. Originally possessed by Yaldabaoth, it ultimately passed onto her eldest daughter as she unofficially took control of Heaven, sensing that she was the only one who could truly bear its burden. A part of Mastema’s being, inseparable from her, Keter has fused with her halo and manifests itself as an ornate crown whenever Matema wishes.

      The law of providence, Keter’s very presence basks Mastema’s surroundings in seemingly infinite light. This unfathomable light is one that no angel can oppose, and it compels them to fall in line. It affects laws in the same manner, snatching them away from their wielders and putting them under Mastema’s control. But, like anything else Mastema wields, Keter can be weaponized, its light turned into a weapon that erodes all it touches, killing living things and repealing unwanted laws.
      • True Keter: Something that Mastema’s sought to complete for years, a massive upgrade and overhaul for the original Keter that would drive its scope and power far beyond what it once was. It’s eluded her for so long, however, despite all her efforts and knowledge, lying just out of her grasp even though her inner world is perhaps the only reason it’s possible at all.

        This True Keter would, simply put, be a boon that would finally allow her to even glimpse the power she needs to fulfill her goals. Utilizing the higher-dimensional technology of her Fruit of Life in conjunction with Mastema’s nature as a singularity, it could reach out to shackle the infinite stirrings of possibility within Mastema’s slice of Fantasy, funnelling it all into a singular force, one that could properly interact with Reality.
  • Wings: The wings of an angel are special, unique constructs formed out of magic, and are used to direct and manipulate magical energies as limbs. They can even absorb magic and other energy with ease. The wings are the most sensitive and important part of an angel’s body, and they are carefully maintained at all times.

Thanatos: As the Archangel of Justice, Mastema presides over it in its most absolute form; death. Within Mastema resides a multibillion-year old hatred for all things, an indiscriminate animosity nearly as old as she is, a desire to bring all of existence into a state of eternal order, peace, and rest in complete oblivion. With this result, all things will return to the perfect cosmic order that existed before the world was stained by desire and sin, something Mastema equates with God and often refers to as the “Original Spirit”. She works towards this goal in the simplest and most brutally effective way possible - by destroying and killing everything in her way.

Killing people and destroying things is second nature for Mastema. Every single one of her attacks and spells intrinsically have such an effect, and all her magic feeds on the intense hate that she lives with every second of her life. She can induce death with a passing thought or the smallest of movements, and the simplest attacks and spells carve out paths of ordered oblivion. It is an absolute, impartial power that treats all things equally, forcing Mastema’s exceptionally strong concept of death onto anything she desires. It doesn’t matter if her target is living or nonliving, physical or spiritual, or even whether or not they exist. By bringing about her concept of absolute death, all things cease to exist, on every level of existence, annihilating inner worlds and leaving nothing left of her opponents.

Mastema’s killing intent is so monstrously powerful that she can easily destroy physical laws, dimension, space, and time, often cutting off reality pressure’s attempts to reverse this harm. Against other agents, Mastema’s magic tends to be lethal and nearly impossible to heal from, with injuries stubbornly sticking around on those who do survive and refusing to leave. Even just witnessing her magic is a danger that can kill the unprotected on the spot, and as little as her presence draws all things around her closer to death. The exact specifics vary; some may simply die instantly, while others are generously provided with a new destiny that will lead them directly to their end, ensuring that their choices and those of others will yield such a result. Mastema has to consciously hold this back, which is quite painful, to avoid potentially harming or killing her subordinates, but those who can fight against her will be able to resist the pressure she constantly exerts.

Of course, when simply witnessing her magic is risky, analyzing it can be described as downright suicidal. It exposes her opponent to the depths of her hatred, with bits of her inner world peeking through, and it can kill them just as easily as her magic can. As all of this magic is derived from Mastema’s inner world, her magic cannot be properly copied by others, who can replicate what’s on the surface, but not what runs underneath. What they get is a powerful death magic, sure, but it is certainly not worth the effort, and nothing compared to what Mastema wields, a drop in quality greater than what most replicators get when they try to copy inner world derived abilities.

Mastema has a wide variety of spells specifically tailored towards killing, with a vast arsenal of unique, potent death spells that work through different vectors. She rarely has to switch it up and usually relies on the basics, but if need be, she can always dip into more complex fare. Also, though all her magic and attacks are inherently lethal, Mastema can hold back the effects completely if need be, but doing so is uncomfortable and even painful.

  • Terminal Counter: Thanks to Mastema, even spells can die, allowing her to “counter” them by shooting them down with her own magic, erasing them from existence. She can destroy spells as they are being cast, or after the process is complete and they’re in transit. It doesn’t matter if they have any physical component or not, as she can erase them just the same.

    Mastema usually doesn’t bother to analyze the magic she counters in this way, instead relying on her sheer malice, precision, and strength. Of course, if need be, Mastema can analyze an attack to better understand and counter it, and she could potentially learn how to use it for herself after doing so. Any spells she copies and uses would of course carry the inherent effects of her own magic. Replicating death-related spells is particularly easy for her.

World Operation: The pinnacle of physical magic — the art of world programming, and the manipulation of the universe itself, in all its constituents. Rather than a cohesive, established system, World Operation is physical magic of the highest caliber, and encompasses all lesser disciplines and systems.

Information processing, judication, probability alteration, quantum alchemy, spatial magic, and temporal manipulation alike are all available to a true World Operator, and all can eventually lead to this result, but this level of magic is far greater and more complex than just the physics we know. A World Operator can quickly adapt to alien laws and physics, controlling them in the same way, and in time, it ventures deeper into the territory of magic, to a realm unbound by all conventional law and science.

Mastema is a World Operator of unparalleled skill. Her willpower alone is enough to override the laws of physics and enforce her own ideas, but more importantly, her knowledge of the magic is also vast, covering all its bases and leaving all its secrets open to her. Even her mother, who witnessed the formation of the universe and shaped Heaven’s laws and physics, was surpassed by Mastema in this department long ago. She is the greatest World Operator in Heaven, without a doubt.

It helps that mathematics is one of the few things that Mastema has any amount of interest in, making her particularly adept in making use of mathematical analysis and magic. Everything is mathematics, and through this lens, Mastema grasps the entire world, in all its aspects. Describing her as merely Heaven’s greatest World Operator is perhaps selling her short. Mastema may very well be the peak of the art - the absolute greatest World Operator anywhere.

  • Akashic Record: Mastema can back up her processing power by connecting herself to distant portions of space and time, essentially transforming portions of the space-time continuum into supportive processing units. Through this technique, Mastema can greatly compress even the largest banks of information without losing any data, allowing for much, much faster processing and vast storage space.
  • Bit Contraction / Expansion: Mastema can change the length of actions, either increasing or decreasing the amount of time it takes to perform a certain action. For example, she can make instant attacks take a quantifiable amount of time, or do the opposite to have one of her attacks occur instantly. Or she can infinitely extend the amount of time it takes for an opponent to move or think, leaving them helpless.

    This can be used to extend the amount of time it would take a dying person to pass on and truly die, and Mastema can use it on herself in such a situation, but not to such a degree that death could be staved off through that alone. It will inevitably catch up, faster and faster, without medical attention. She could also do the opposite to ensure someone dies faster.
  • Decompression Bomb: A malicious, subtle curse program that, when analyzed or decompressed, reveals itself to be containing a ridiculous amount of useless information. So much, in fact, that the sheer amount of processing power needed can cause the soul to freeze up. Even worse, when injected into a soul, the bomb’s ‘detonation’ can completely overwrite its host’s inner world, killing them.

    While perfectly usable as attacks, these bombs are best utilized as traps meant to catch anyone who tries to analyze Mastema’s inner world or spells, causing their software to hang and leaving them vulnerable to counterattack. Mastema’s decompression bombs are incredibly sophisticated, built to foil attempts at detecting and avoiding them before it’s too late. At which point they mentally compel victims to try and complete the process anyways, rather than try and back out to avoid the consequences.
  • Dimensional Sequester: Mastema lashes out at the universe around her with stunning precision, severing spatiotemporal bonds to separate a chunk of reality from the rest. This is all to trap an opponent and force a fight, as escape through physical means is impossible, and Mastema can adjust things to prevent transdimensional teleportation as well.
  • Fall: As the Archangel of Justice, Mastema can, with the utmost of ease, strip an angel of their halo and wings, resulting in their Fall from Heaven, into the form of a fallen angel. Her deep knowledge on angels allows her to reverse the effects if she pleases, allowing her to regrow her own wings and halo if she somehow Fell.
  • History Falsification: By altering world lines, Mastema can insert actions and events into the past and future of the universe, or even inner worlds if given the chance. This is most often used to manifest successful maneuvers on her part, introducing them as an immutable fate from either the past or future, or to retcon certain unpreferable events after they’ve already happened.

    Though it takes significant effort on her part due to her lack of spiritual knowledge, Mastema can significantly change even inner worlds through the manipulation of their complete individual concept. Of course, that same lack of knowledge means it’s impossible for her to do anything besides horribly mangle them through severe spiritual inconsistency. This suits her murderous agenda just fine.
  • Hyper Singularity: Through World Operation, Mastema can deform both space and time to create a black hole, an area with such great gravity that even light cannot escape. Once someone is past its event horizon, thanks to this gravity, escape is extremely difficult through any means. Space itself curves so that every path leads back to its center, the singularity, and not even time escapes its influence.

    A victim can potentially escape through magical means, but it is much easier said than done, especially as a black hole’s crushing tidal forces are enough to overwhelm and cancel out magic. If one hasn’t been torn to ribbons by this, the singularity itself will almost certainly end things, exposing victims to a crushing dose of Reality and compressing them into a single, infinitely small point.
  • Multiplicative Onslaught: By manipulating arithmetic, Mastema can literally multiply her own attacks, turning a single strike into two, or ten, or even a hundred, all of which happen simultaneously. This allows her to push her offense further and further, while overwhelming any defenses through sheer volume of attacks.
  • Phase Shift: Mastema operates on surrounding space to compact, introduce, and/or remove dimensions, allowing her to vastly expand her field of movement while limiting her opponents’. Through this, Mastema can control her own dimensional structure, taking on new dimensions to move in a variety of impossible ways and attack from many newly-formed angles at once, while shedding them to avoid retaliation. She can even control temporal dimensions in this way.

    This also inhibits her opponents, as Mastema can divert their attacks to other dimensions, and she can even collapse these dimensions to shrink things down to the Planck scale. Or she could simply erase them and leave nothing behind. Mastema’s dimensions can also operate on alien laws and strange physics, sometimes whipped up for this purpose on the spot, making properly dealing with them difficult.

  • Big Bang Necrocosm: Mastema’s most powerful attack. By creating a void - the void within Mastema works just fine, though she must transport the attack outside of herself before it triggers - Mastema can manipulate quantum mechanics within it to replicate the conditions prior to the beginning of a universe, causing a destructive cosmic event comparable to a Big Bang in scope.

    While a Big Bang ushers the creation of a new universe, this replication is tainted by Mastema’s magic, so instead, all it brings is death, erasing everything caught within from existence and creating absolutely nothing. It simply eradicates a universe in its entirety, past and present, in an instant.

    To prevent herself from being destroyed by her own attack, Mastema must teleport to another universe as soon as it activates, leaving the universe she fled to its fate. In addition, she cannot utilize it easily in combat; it takes time and concentration to get the perfect conditions for the attack.
  • Cipher Purgatorii: An extremely advanced, meticulously devised seal that Mastema created by putting her extensive knowledge of World Operations to good use. This is the most advanced seal at Heaven’s disposal, by far, mostly notably used to imprison a certain rebellious demon within Tartarus. It first bends and breaks space around its target, preventing escape as Mastema carves out a void to entrap them. Within, she creates a pocket universe to use as a prison, with her victim trapped inside, before compressing it infinitely to create a singularity.

    Normally, this would prove fatal for more or less anyone, but there are those who are somehow able to endure it and worse, the beings the seal was made to deal with. Once the core of the seal is completed, Mastema quickly covers it by seven infinitely thin barriers, which stretch between a vast multitude of higher dimensions. These barriers are essentially locks, and each one works differently and requires a different ‘key’. Trying to decode one is like building up a complete theory on a new universe’s alien physics from scratch, and they only get harder the deeper one goes. All of this while Mastema’s target is crushed within the singularity, reduced to encrypted, compressed information. If within Tartarus, they’ll also be constantly psychologically tortured by Uriel’s perfect illusions, maintained by Paracosm Phantasmagoria.

    Finally, multiple copies of the Spear of Destiny are contained within the seal, stretching all the way through to impale the victim within the singularity. With more time to prepare and modify the seal, Mastema can get Uriel’s help to pinpoint her victim’s spiritual vulnerabilities and stab straight through them, but, when this is not possible, she’ll be less discerning. Not that it matters all that much, as even in unideal places, the Spears make it almost impossible to move or act at all, while constantly exposing their victim to the very concept of death. They also partially replicate the effects of various Heavenly laws, including Uriel’s Cassiel, increasing in power the harder their victim struggles and strives to free themselves, and Sariel’s Asaradel, working to regress their inner world into obedient helplessness.
  • Fantasy Suppression: Mastema can replicate and even control reality pressure, the anti-magical force exerted by Reality in response to Fantasy. Doing this through magic seems paradoxical, but without Fantasy, reality pressure would not exist - it is a symptom, not a natural function. Mastema achieves this feat through unbelievably fast and precise usage of World Operation, quickly reasserting Reality to cancel out magic used against her with the full, crushing force of possibility.

    Mastema’s influence, a will stronger than the universe’s laws and normality, makes this pressure more powerful than ever. For a magical being like an angel or demon, being hit by a weaponized and empowered dose of reality pressure can be instantly fatal, even though they’re normally unaffected. Exercised at full power, Mastema can even use it to “correct” regular physical phenomena, disbarring it from the privilege of existence.

    This was actually one of Mastema’s earliest magical discoveries, and was the basis of what would be refined to become Thanatos. Now, Thanatos completely circumvents such vectors and accomplishes a greater result through Mastema’s will to kill alone. She still often combines it with Fantasy Suppression, however, to make for doubly lethal attacks.
  • Rationalize Heart: An unusual, highly complex and unique application of World Operation, used by those who can completely disregard emotions and focus only on the physical. This is a simple matter for Mastema, who is very used to executing such a function, definitely more used to it than she is to the alternative. It allows a World Operator to process souls and inner worlds as physical quantities and mathematically model them, turning them into something that can be concretely measured and visualized rather than the properly abstract objects they are.

    Mastema can then use World Operation to interface with and manipulate a soul as if it were the physical universe around her, applying the laws of physics to something that normally rejects them. It is an emulation of Inner World Operation, one that is far from perfect, being poorly suited to the more precise changes required in true soul surgery. Compared to a true Inner World Operator, Mastema’s efforts are clumsy, and bound to do more harm than good. Not that she’d use Rationalize Heart to do anything but destroy and exert control, things that she can surpass true Inner World Operators at with this paltry imitation.

    As useful as this ability is, it cannot perfectly translate the soul, even with Mastema’s vast knowledge. At best, Rationalize Heart’s output will be around seventy percent accurate. However, due to its unusual vectors, opponents used to fighting Inner World Operators will be incapable of defending against Mastema’s soul-directed attacks in the same way. This also functions on a much higher and more complex scale than simply targeting a soul with magic that affects physics - it forces the soul to comply with them.
    • Revelation Heart: An application of Rationalize Heart that specifically floods a victim’s soul with a combination of death magic, garbage information, and mangled mathematical code. Horrifyingly graceless and destructive, this leaves a victim as little more than a mindless instrument of destruction, overwriting their inner world itself and leaving them with a watered down version of Mastema’s Thanatos.

      The process is almost always lethal, but not immediately. A victim will go on a rampage and do as Mastema instructs, wreaking nothing but havoc and death until their ruined soul gives out under the toll of their own magic. Mastema can exercise this ability on a massive scale to control many, many victims at once, potentially even doing so through Yesod to weaponize as many ordinary angels as possible.
  • Supertasking: By abusing World Operation to manipulate time over and over, Mastema can carry out supertasks, executing an infinite sequence of actions in a finite period of time. Each step is executed in half the time it took to perform the last, allowing Mastema to finish whatever task by the time the second has passed. Even when it would seem impossible and an end state would be impossible to predict, Mastema rejects any paradox, overriding reality pressure, and determines the result.

  • Judicator: As the Archangel of Justice, Mastema can control and create laws, applying them over a wide area, as wide as all of Heaven, even, if she so pleases. By law, this both means conventional physical laws and magical ones, including the conceptual weapons utilized by Heaven. While Yaldabaoth utilized her law to do so, Mastema needs only her will. She can manifest virtually any Heavenly law as if it were her own, such as Uriel’s Cassiel, but she cannot create her own version of Raziel, something too unique to be truly replicated.

    Any attempt to go against these laws is impossible without using magic to twist and break them, just as it is impossible to go against the laws of physics. Even with magic, due to Mastema’s immense power, doing so is highly difficult. She can use her laws to prevent movement, bar others from speaking or looking at her, or even just entertaining thoughts of opposition, let alone actually opposing her, and deny any advantages they may have. Laws of this scale cannot be layered over as wide an area as Heaven, however.

    If someone manages to break one of her laws, they are “punished”; Mastema’s will assaults them, imprinting them with a law of death in the form of a curse. They may not die in an instant, or in a day, or even a year, but when it comes to their lowest moment, a result the law has worked towards, warping causality and time to reach her target’s death, the law of death will take effect, claiming their soul and erasing it in its entirety. Mastema can inflict others with this curse whenever she pleases, and can use her stronger, longer-lasting curses to anchor herself to existence when she would otherwise be destroyed, possessing those afflicted.
  • System Administrator: Mastema’s position as the highest archangel allows her to easily interface with and even control the universal cloud of data, information, and angelic thoughts that is Yesod. In Heaven, Yesod connects to all computers and angels and acts as the foundation for their communications system, almost like a hive mind that all angels instinctively use to communicate and share information. It functions on a multi-dimensional scale, with higher-ranking, more secretive channels existing on different frequencies and dimensions.

    Due to her authority, Mastema has access to all of Yesod’s communication channels, save for Jophiel’s own, though she could certainly hack into it if she wanted. She can use her mastery over Yesod to enter into and read the minds of nearly any angel in Heaven to gather information and keep tabs on her underlings, potentially copying techniques from their minds and souls. She can also consume the souls of any angel through Yesod to replenish her magical energy, or, in case of an emergency, transfer her own consciousness into another angel to escape a deadly situation. Mastema can even move through Yesod normally, transmitting herself across its multiple dimensions and controlling her own dimensional structure.

    Yesod can also be used as a foundation for World Operation, as it is integrated into Heaven’s base reality and can thus be programmed to manipulate parts of Heaven. While Mastema can use Yesod as a medium for many of her powers, she does not need it to do so and can easily manipulate similar networks and clouds in the same way. Mastema’s knowledge of its system is so exceptional that she could potentially recreate it if need be.

  • Spear of Destiny: The highest law in Heaven and Mastema’s greatest personal weapon, a purification of her original law, Michael. While it can take essentially any form and potentially even no form at all, Mastema most often manifests it as a simple, bone white polearm - more of a glaive than a spear - fashioned from nothing but pure willpower and hate. It carries all of her magic with every single blow, inducing absolute death and destruction amplified as punishment for her opponent’s sins, but as a law, it is much more versatile than that. The Spear embodies the harshest and highest law in Heaven - Mastema’s will.

    As the law of the last word, the law “my will be done”, the Spear of Destiny can be effectively used to do virtually anything Mastema wants, though its greatest and truest application is that of the original Michael - purified, perfected, and stripped of everything unnecessary, a true name included. Each time it is used, the Spear of Destiny introduces Mastema’s conception of destiny for the sake of killing an opponent with a single blow. It does this by forcing “fate” onto its target, making impalement on the Spear the consequence of everything they’ve ever done, and everything that’s ever been done to them. This remains effective even against those who manipulate causality to dodge it, as this act of resistance itself qualifies as an action begging for consequence, witnessed from a higher level. Most opponents only need a single blow to die, completely ceasing to exist without even having the time to realize it. Even the immortal and those freed from death cannot escape this destiny, a law stronger than the laws of physics thanks to Mastema’s sheer will, and all struck die equally.

    That’s the intent, at least. While such beings are few in number, there are those with the sheer willpower or magical resistances needed to survive attacks from the Spear of Destiny, though none have yet actually gone so far as to break it. After all, it is backed up with a force surpassing the laws of physics, so shattering it would require the power to truly surpass the physical world’s limitations. In all cases, however, none have done so. The Spear’s destructive payload has been specially tailored to counter the opponents who can survive it, too. On impact, the Spear opens up pockets of absolute emptiness that reflect Mastema’s own inner world, overwriting the inner worlds of others with crushing oblivion that destroys their concept of self and everything else about them.

    Those that do survive are left forever marred, with each blow leaving a conceptual spearhead embedded within its victim’s soul, and with it, a conceptual wound that will never heal. The spearhead remains as their now destined death, and the injury around it will only worsen over time, the soul festering and disintegrating as it spreads, seemingly endlessly. With a successful and lethal strike, the Spear of Destiny completely erases its victim on every level of existence, denying all possibility of survival, wherever it may be, from the past to potential futures. The only possible result when faced with the Spear of Destiny is death, and it will warp and “correct” reality in order to make this a certainty.

    The ways in which the Spear of Destiny can warp reality are varied, limited only by Mastema’s creativity and magical knowledge. As a result, the Spear of Destiny can do things like bend space and erase distance to instantly impale an opponent, pick apart causality to strike in an instant between instants, manipulating events in a short period of time to assure the blow lands, manipulate probability to make an effective strike more likely, and warp time. Time may slow, wind back, or stop, or the Spear may even slip out of space and into time’s flow to strike from and at a different point in time.

    Mastema can manifest and attack with multiple Spears of Destiny at once, and something like impaling an opponent many times over with many different Spears is entirely possible. In fact, she often prepares such attacks beforehand, storing Spears away within the flow of time and drawing them when needed. She also wields it as both a melee and projectile weapon, often simultaneously.

    Logos: Logos is a heavenly martial art, system of magic, and philosophy developed by Yaldabaoth and spread throughout Heaven, revolving around the act of self-sacrifice in pursuit of mastery of the self. By accepting their own irrelevance, the user clears their mind and soul of all distractions, letting go of emotion and identity for a time to allow for better focus on the tasks at hand. This makes it difficult for angels to form stable identities and properly process emotions, and as they generally lack strong identities and emotions by default, angels are naturally well-suited to the use of Logos, the foundation of which is programmed into their souls, acting as an instinctive fallback.

    This dismissal of the self allows for the use of a variety of techniques, many of them relevant in their own ways to the self-destructive intricacies of Heavenly philosophy. This includes utilizing one's supernaturally amplified focus to make use of pure magic more easily, one of the most characteristic applications of Logos, as well as various techniques useful in things like assassination, awareness, instinctual movement, and stealth. Its use is universal among angels, but it's most associated with and typically best utilized by the missionaries and monks of the Heavenly Mercy, who treat its use as a form of prayer.

    Due to the self-sacrificing nature of her personality, Mastema is near Logos’ peak, a practitioner outmatched in its use only by her youngest sister, Raphael. She takes to its use incredibly well, and has put quite a lot of effort into furthering her skill in the art, something she takes very seriously. She makes use of it constantly and seemingly effortlessly, proving herself to be an incredibly lethal combatant in close quarters, even without the Spear of Destiny.

    • Broken Kinesis Circuit: The proper Kinesis Circuit is a common technique used by angels for defensive purposes. With perfect precision and subtlety, a user can transmit the energy of any attack directed at them through their soul and back to the sender. While Mastema is far more skilled in Logos than the ordinary angels Kinesis Circuit is popular among, the nature of her inner world is incompatible with the complete ability, changing how it functions.

      Thanks to Zero Heart and Sheol Necrocosmos, Mastema has no soul, so energy is instead transmitted through the nothing that she has become. This hyper-destructive void is sure to annihilate nearly anything within, preventing Mastema from redirecting attacks, though she can certainly erase them just fine. Even if the circuit is “broken”, it’s still enough for Mastema’s purposes. It still requires perfect timing and precision, and though this is little issue for Mastema, she’s certainly not good enough to perfectly redirect everything to her inner world.

      In only a few cases, Mastema’s inner world isn’t enough to instantly destroy the energy sent her way. In these cases, Mastema could actually properly send this energy, saturated with her killing intent, back to its source just fine. She would still struggle with magic of a particularly abstract and subtle nature, such as Inner World Operator, the art of soul surgery, at least when used with sufficient skill, given that she doesn’t have a soul.
    • Eight Ends: A technique that uses Logos’ harmful effects to disable an opponent’s senses and leave them helpless, channeled through Mastema’s attacks. The senses it deactivates are not limited to the five senses of the body, and include a target’s memories and self-awareness, even their ideation, their very consciousness itself. After all, agents rely on magical sensing and their own thoughts more than their conventional five senses, so a magic limited to these things would be useless on this level.

      The deactivation of all an opponent’s senses leads to a comatose state that leaves them incapable of acting and thinking, though agents with powerful defenses can resist these effects. Notably, those with great skill in Logos, highly developed souls, and/or extraordinary willpower can act unconsciously in such a state, relying on muscle memory and instinct alone. Few opponents are competent like this. In the end, however, the true power of Eight Ends is not deactivating senses, but destroying them, with the ultimate goal being to completely destroy an opponent by erasing their consciousness and sense of self.
    • Vigilant Aeon: A meditation art used by angelic leaders for the sake of observing and guiding large groups of angels, particularly during battles. By concentrating and entering a meditative state, Mastema can cast her awareness across a cosmic distance, even into other realms, observing events so accurately it’s as if she’s actually there. Due to her mastery of the technique, Mastema can slip into it even in the midst of deadly combat, and direct any forces under her command while fighting on the front lines.
    • Will Unclouded: The most famous and characteristic application of Logos. By attaining supernatural levels of focus through self-sacrifice, Mastema can make use of pure magic much more easily than most agents, simply willing results into existence. Thanks to this ability, Logos users can tap into pure magic more often and reliably than other agents, but it’s still not the easiest thing in the world.

      When combined with more typical magic, these purely magical attacks can be very difficult to account for and defend against in combat. However, as a result of dealing with this for so long, Mastema and other experienced Logos users have a sort of instinctive grasp of how it'll be used in fights, allowing them to predict and defend against these attacks much more reliably.

  • Luminous Fist: The existence of those who have truly mastered Logos and reached a level that not even Yaldabaoth reached in life - the transcendence of thought and action. At this level, Mastema does not stand on the level of other, lesser martial artists or agents, but stands above, with a pure, thoughtless consciousness that cannot be clouded by indecision, fear, or confusion. It is not something that has to be activated and automatically comes into play once she starts fighting.

    In combat, Mastema has no need for conscious thought or intentions as not just her body, but all of her existence, acts on her supernatural instinct. As opposed to thinking out her movements, Mastema subconsciously takes in all of her opponent’s actions and unconsciously reacts. This allows Mastema to easily intuit the perfect way to dodge every attack and how to respond. At this level, thoughts are only an accessory to martial arts, and are unnecessary to show the full extent of her skill.

    Though this state can be described as “thoughtless”, Mastema is still thinking while using the ability, just extremely quickly and without being disturbed by any mental defilement. She remains fully capable of analyzing opponents and their abilities, processing large amounts of information, and performing complex calculations. These things actually become even easier than before due to her absolute unconscious focus. However, it does not make her consciousness superfluous, and can potentially be disturbed by a strong enough attack on her mind.
  • Zero Heart: Existence in nonexistence. The ultimate goal of Logos, even if it wasn’t one that Yaldabaoth was aware of. Every use of Logos will slowly - very slowly - lead to this result, but it cannot be reached through the mastery of Logos alone. To transcend one’s soul and become nothing, one must discard their desires and their sense of self. Of all those who have ever used Logos, Mastema is one of the two that has reached this state, alongside her youngest sister, Raphael.

    While Raphael reached this state through extensive training, meditation, and self-reflection, for Mastema, who never had many dreams of her own, this is essentially just second nature. She has no soul, and all the fixtures that would be a part of her soul instead exist within the nothingness that is her body. As nothingness, she has become deathless, yet simultaneously transient. Her own nature is something that strives for cessation, for oblivion, and she will reach it. Without her own will keeping herself together, Mastema would bleed away into nothingness and never be again. In truth, this is just as much Mastema’s inner world making itself known as it is a Logos technique.

  • Sheol Necrocosmos: Mastema’s inner world, a hateful singularity and the ultimate embodiment of her existence… or perhaps it would be more accurate to say her nonexistence, the absence of an inner world. It is a void, an empty cyst that exists in place of her soul, something analogous with Mastema herself. It shows through in all of her magic and all of her actions, which are really just methods of bringing her inner world into existence by opening the same voids up in others, as the absolute representation of her ideals and desires, and she can draw opponents into it, trapping them within this abyss.

    The world of Sheol Necrocosmos is an empty one. There is absolutely nothing within it. No scenery, and not even a semblance of physics. Time, space, and all other forms of dimension simply do not exist. Lacking all these things makes the idea of any sort of motion or even comprehension laughable; without space or direction, there are no positions, nothing to relate to to confirm your own existence or location, and without time, progression itself is a lie. The inner world’s destructive effects have long since destroyed any vestiges of substance, erasing everything within, and once inside, so long as they have somehow survived, one can move and continue to exist only through sheer insistence, as an abstraction, in a constant struggle against death itself. No one is spared from this enmity, a concept of death that erases all things - not even Mastema can enter her inner world without struggling against this murderous rage. Combat within Sheol Necrocosmos is not a fight between bodies or souls, but of abstractions and ideals - of concepts, and to die is to be completely erased.

    Only one law exists in Sheol Necrocosmos, a reality as immutable as any physical law, and this is the law that everything dies. While Mastema can layer other laws over the void thanks to her magical abilities, it has no other laws by default, and so going against physics to achieve impossible feats is child’s play, so long as you are able to not only exist, but move as well. Mastema can do both, moving even in this place where space and time are alien ideas. Thanks to this lack of time, even the longest fight within Sheol Necrocosmos will take up no time at all in the world outside of it.

    • Infinity Foundation: Mastema’s existence mimics the conditions of a void prior to a Big Bang. This was not, by any means, intentional. Yaldabaoth did not expect Mastema to turn into this, and Mastema did not desire it for herself, either. But even within destruction exists the spark before creation. On death’s door, if sufficiently invested in the idea of actually creating something for once, Mastema can choose to trigger the process of creation within her inner world, a seed that quickly blooms into a whole new universe, free from any supernatural laws or influence. This comes at the cost of her own life, but Mastema would only even consider using it when she is already dying and has no interest in doing so otherwise.

    Override Sigil: An extremely advanced form of magical technique used to change the nature of reality around and within the user, allowing them to bend and break through the laws of physics. Due to their complexity, Override Sigils are incredibly difficult to create, use, and control properly, requiring detailed knowledge and a powerful will. In addition, they tend to, invariably, drain a lot of energy and stamina, making it difficult to use them for extended periods of time, even if this can be mitigated by more powerful and willful agents.

    • Relative Lightspeed: A common form of Override Sigil that is ultimately developed in some form or another by most agents as they increase in power and speed. Normally, it would be impossible for even an incredibly powerful and willful agent to break through a universal constant such as the speed of light, theoretically requiring infinite magical energy to do so. However, this Override Sigil circumvents this issue by modifying the user's inner world to change the value of c to whatever they please, raising it as they grow in speed so that they can accelerate past the universal speed limit.



    • Mastema is based off more traditional depictions of Satan as an accuser and one of God's agents, as opposed to Lucifer, who is based on the more modern idea of Satan being a rebellious fallen angel.
    • Mastema was inspired by a number of characters, including the Emperor, Freeza, Gilgamesh, Satsuki Kiryūin, and Jack Noir.