In a world with yet again, another Calamity

Pre note:

The only chapter name that I absolutely love so far. You will see why

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Is 'Unbelievment' a word. Like unbelievable. Sentence: "They stared in unbelievment as he stabbed himself through his heart" (yes, I wrote that sentence based on that scene)

I swore it was but when I looked it up I got an enemies to lovers Harry Styles smut fic.

I'm going crazy right?

Did I make up a new word?

Cale sat back on the bed, letting his wings flop down behind him.

"Don't worry human! I will help you take care of you wings! But I might not know how to help with the feathers."

"I think I have a couple books on how to care for feathered wings. I remember some things I read; in preparation for in case you got them. From what I remember, you have to stretch your wings out at least every couple of days and something about using oils to keep them glossy and healthy. I'll get you those books once I find them. And they aren't just for show. You can fly with them."

Cale slowly nodded and moved his wings a little. The aching faded enough for him to start trying to move them. One of the large wings twitched and lifted slightly.

Weird. It's like an arm but not. He concentrated and unfurled his wing, curling it around himself. Cale tread his hand through his wings, rubbing the feathers between his fingers.

"Would you like to trial your new abilities while I'm here?"

"Yeah, why not." Cale moved his wing back behind him. "What first?"

'The easiest. Mental communication.' Cale only just realised that the god didn't open his mouth. 'Can you hear me?'

'Yeah, you?' He tried the same method he used with his ancient powers.

"Well, that was a success." Death ignored the confused looks being sent his way by the kids. "Check your ancient powers. They may have changed. I wouldn't know, as no apostle had ancient powers before."

[I feel different. Not stronger different though.] The Sky Eating Water called out.

'Let's try you first. You are the only ancient power I used on this Earth before this.' Cale stared at a cup of water on a table beside the bed and raised his hand to it. The moment the thought of lifting the water came to mind, refreshing energy flowed through his veins, similar but different to the last time he used it.

The water slowly blobbed upwards, as Cale looked at the record of yesterday. The energy feels colder. And more... controlled? Not essentially stronger, but easier to use and more secure.

"It doesn't feel like the strength increased but it looks like the transformation changed how energy flows through me." A completely random, and maybe impossible, thought crossed his mind. Cale flicked his wrist, imagining the water being compressed and turned into something else.

[That... that's new...] The Sky Eating Water said in shock.

Cale stared the smooth blob of ice that was floating a meter away from him.

"Umm, I'm going to try some other things." Cale stated, turning to look at the wide eyes of his kids. Later. Because I'd rather not cause any damage to our new apartment in case some of the more destructive powers go haywire.