It might not be clear, but you do not have unlimited power like you expected. I don't know what to type for the "power" stat because you aren't as powerful as a god. Maybe I should put in "demigod" or something... how strong are demigods? Maybe you could be a devil... angel... I don't know.
You're in big trouble. The angel has seemingly put your powers out of use, and you have no idea what to do about it. The cops are not a big deal: they're shooting at you with their little toys, but they can't even scratch you. In fact, the bullets bounce off your body, almost hitting one of the minor angels, who ducks in fear and thanks God for being still alive.
But you almost don't care about all of that. Your thoughts are drawn away for a moment, and a question pops up in your mind: how do you look like? For all the time that you've existed, you've never wondered about it. You were too focused on your rage, but now you're feeling temporarily calm. Must be because of that anti-destruction spell. Taking advantage of this moment, you use your power to exit your body and take a better look at yourself: your corpse stands there, under the rain, seemingly lifeless because of your spell. You didn't pay attention to it before, but it's night time, and it's raining heavily.
You are very tall. Your have short, curvy and white hair. Your eyes glow of an unnatural red. You have a big nose. You have white complexion. Excluding your hair, you look young, even though you've been alive for a very long time. You are wearing a tattered purple... demon skin? That's probably what it is.
You get back into your mind... and into your body, and take control of yourself again. No more calm, you're here for destruction. You gotta get rid of that angel commander, so you channel your energy above him and use it to spawn a massive anvil! Let's see what he can do about that!
Unluckily, the angel is too agile and he swiftly flies outside of the anvil's range before it crashes into the ground. Sadly, creating things outside of thin air requires a special kind of energy, and that anvil was as big as it gets. It will also disappear soon.
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Hah, defenseless already! I don't understand what that panic was all about!" The angel commander taunts you. He then orders the minor angels to charge up some kind of holy attack.
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Guys, charge up the holy ray!" The angel battalion starts to rack up power.
Spawning living things out of nowhere is outside of question, for now.
