Opening my eyes, a chill ran through my body as I gazed up at the heavens through the dark stones of my prison. I didn't know why but I felt a feeling of complete bliss as if I had completed something spectacular.

"Such a despicable aura," said a voice from my side, causing me to return back to my senses.

A slight scuff sounded from my mouth as I sent a cold glance towards the... The monk within my cell. Opening my mouth wide, I tilted my head, "Were you some pervert or something. Why is a Monk in here?"

"Go fuck yourself, you shitty ass wipe. I lost my hair during my cultivation." He yelled, his body pulsing with the Aura of a Peak Life Gate. "I am no monk."

"Oh my bad, you just have that look. One that says I had a few children...You didn't, right? I'm fine with many things, but that's a little much even for me. I'd preferred it if you just ate them...not like that. " I exclaimed as laughter began to echo out.

"Bjorn, he is hilarious, don't kill him. He is just a kid." A loud voice from beside me roared in amusement as Bjorn clenched his teeth.

"Were I not in Anger Management class, I would have fucked you up, boy." he angrily muttered, taking in a deep breath?

Anger management? This is Midgard, not fucking earth. What are they doing in this prison? Smirking, I rolled my eyes as the light within the heavens began to fade, reviling the bright sun. It was brief but that Aura. It was...Familiar? No, that's not it...What was that?

"What are you in for kid," The friendly voice from my side asked with a hint of interest, "For a mid Peak of Man, you are quite brave to piss..."

Covering my mouth, I fell to my knees as the Mark of Sacerlege began to shine with a demonic light fully. I could feel my very blood begin to boil as black ooze flew out my mouth, contaminating the very air.

"Use the damn toilet. " Bjorn screamed in anger covering his nose in disgust; however, I was rather preoccupied as a mist of Darkness began to cover my body. The very clothing around my mortal form began to turn to nothingness as the Mark of Bahamut began to shimmer with sin.

"AWAKEN MY BLOOD, BAEL, YOU LITTLE BITCH. WATCH AS I ALLOW MY BLESSING TO CREATE HIM NEW!!!" Bahamut bellowed from within my mind.

"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHH" Screaming my body began to melt, dripping over the floor like liquid. My very senses began to run wild as my pain tolerance simply vanished, filling me with nothing but torment. Suddenly serpents of complete darkness began to spring up, appearing like dark tentacles streaming through the decimated parts of my body that were slowly melting away.

I could feel hours begin to pass, but I knew only a few seconds had passed as my torment began to simply rise. I wanted to scream, but before I knew it, my throat had simply vanished as darkness ran through me.

Nevertheless, even with my torment, the Qi of heaven and earth began to twist and bend, racing to my dantian as I could feel the Nine Hells of the Abyss and The Demonic Sacerlage Mantra activate simultaneously.

Suddenly massive black demonic wings sprung from my back while large horns filled with an inscription that gave off the feeling of the Abyss began to rise. I could feel time begin to stop, and the heavens tremble as if confused about my existence.

BOOM!!!BOOM!!!!BOOM!!!BOOM!!!!BOOM

Detecting the sounds of heavenly lightning echoing like bells, a deep seethed hatred sprung from my eyes as time seems to return to normal. Scales filled with abyssal force began to radiate out as fangs began to rise from my mouth.

"By the Helheims Will, your a damn Sorceror. How? Why are you in this prison? Shit, Groma, activate the circle. Hide him now!!!" Bjorn roared as I turned to him and then to the heavens.

A cold shiver ran through my body as my feet began to hover off the ground. Like the winds were helping me, true intent naturally rose out of my body as I understood what this was.

This was my battle form, which allowed me to battle like a true bing of the abyss and the nine hells. It amplified all my natural traits while adding its abyssal attribute to it.

With a chilling thought, I saw a massive circle begin to build up as hundreds of Guards appeared radiating terrifying aura's, at least at the Gate of Truth. However, an indifference glint sprung from my eyes as the heavens locked down on my position.

"Earth Tribulations," I whispered in a demonic hue as everyone froze in fear gazing up through the dark prison at the lightning that could pierce through like butter. With an indifferent gleam, I opened my arm as I spoke, "Come to me, DragonsBane."

As if it heard the call from its lord, its father, a beam of darkness shot through the prison, appearing in my palm. With a profound qi of Tarturous radiating out, I gave a murderous smiled with a vicious light.

Soulforce was already running wild through my body as I flew out of the castle in a matter of seconds. Looking up at the large dark heavens bellowing in rage. Lighting as large as mountains flashing through the dark clouds as a particular formation swallowed the entire prison.

"A-Arsene?" A voice I had not heard in a while sounded as I gazed at the emerald elf with a chilling smile. "...What happened to you? This form... It's not from the Nines."

Returning my gaze to the heavens, Dragonsbanes suddenly began radiating a white flame. I did not know why. It was not necessary, but it was like I needed to summon the flames of Hellfire. Like my soul had somehow awakened from that earlier aura. My heartbeat was pounding like mad drums as my anger began to rise to burn my very soul.

Clenching my fangs shut, I could hear the drums of hell raging, the seven sins all racing through me as my hatred began rising towards the heavens.

"YOU," I howl in rage as the Flame of Hellfire began to glimmer in power.

"ARSENE!!!!" The heavens bellowed back. Its tone aged from a time of forgotten ages, but it was familiar. It knew me... It knew me, and I it.

Releasing a deep breath of dark mist, the flames of hellfire began consuming my entire body like a fiery pillar of hell. Searing not just me but all of reality. I did not know how I could withstand these flames, but as I gazed up at the Heavens, I did not wait. I could not wait!!

"DIEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!" I screamed with pure hatred as my spear shot deep into the heavens.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!!

Meetin' my strike head on a pillar of Lightning as large as a mountain fell upon the Flames of Hellfire. A massive sea of flames stormed the skies of Midgrads as I roared. Continually piercing towards the heavens, knowing my flames could decimate it.

"Arsene, stop!!!!" Bael voiced form within, "These flames cannot be used within the outer region of Midgard."

"NOOOO!!!!! DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

I wanted to stop, but I could feel my blood begin to burn as a corrupted memory flashed through my soul. A smile...

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" I screamed, breaking down into madness as the Flames of Hellfire grew so strong all of the very prisons below began to melt. Spiral winds began to fill the air cutting into my flesh like butter tearing me apart.

I could feel my left arm separate from my body, but my wrath only continued to rage as I screamed, "BAHAMUT."

Suddenly his blessing began to rise to shower my physical form with so much power I could feel it being torn apart. A savage light radiated out as ancient markings filled my body. Like a marked demon that clawed itself out of hell, my mind was swallowed in darkness. As Eternal night suddenly covered my body in a blanket of darkness.

"Arsene!!!"

"ARSENE STOP!!!"

"Arsene!!!"

"Arsene!!!"

Ignoring the familiar voices, I shot into the heavens as The Flames of Hellfire Stormed the heavens into flames. Whether it was light, darkness, Wind, Fire, or any of the elements, all faded into my white flames before spreading like a web.

With a gleam of untamed hatred, the light within my eyes slowly vanished; however, my rage had not finished. With a sinister light, I roared once more, allowing the mark of Scaerlege to take over once more.

"Aldrich, I have returned!!!!!!!"