Monarch Of Darkness, Arsene Chapter 184
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Pumping Soulforce into Zanris, my face slowly began to pale as she grew bright red. Even with her tanned skin, I could see her trembling as her soul screamed. Forcing my sin within her, I watched an amazing change unfold.
Like a war was being raised, Zanris pale soul was slowly being corrupted. I could see her very Ego, her Will being burnt and repaired over and over.
Suddenly an odd, peculiar light slipped from her cheeks, running down her chin as her soul turned black as night. Stretching my index finger out, I caught it as it fell. A hint of disdain slowly began to filled my heart as my gaze became fill with amusement.
"Is this the hope that lives in all? The line that most should not ever cross? The will of Heaven? But is it truly a heaven or an illusion?"
Licking my lips, I released Zanris as she fell to her knees. Slowly the sun that was slowly rising began to fade as I felt the will of hell radiate out. Not just the hells I could feel Bahomaent and another particular aura... One that I had felt before... Asmodeus?"
Watching as dark tentacles slowly began to coil around Zanris as she moaned in pleasure. She gazed at me with lust. "Ma...Master?" she called out as she screamed. Slowly the light within her eyes vanished, fading into nothing, leaving only my darkness.
In but moments, a cacoon of darkness began to form, coiling like serpents around her. Slowly the mark of Bahomoent and the other being faded. With a smile, I felt the mark of sacrilege began to split; however, how could I allow it to interfere with my creation.
All I needed for my beings was to be connected with the Nines. They did not need the mark of Sacerlage. No, this was Baels mark, even if it didn't control me. That did not mean it could not control my slaves. They were mine, not Baels, Asmodeus, or whomever. None shall have control over them but me.
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With an icy gleam, Soulforce shot into my mark, ending its will as ancient marks ran hot upon my body. "Bael... I ready knew of your plan. It will not be long before you fall into my palms. Asmodeus will not kill you. No, he didn't kill Ashna, so he will not kill you. That man, I don't know why he didn't finish the job, but it doesn't matter. you are mine. "
Chuckling my eyes radiated an evil light as my will began to fill Orion's courtyard. Staring at Lilith hovering above me, I nodded as she smiled. "Next time, apply your darkness. Was I not here, you would have died." She said before vanishing once more.
SMirking, I shook my head before turning towards Orion and Erika, "Do not worry, you two will be next, but I wonder if Zanris will be the same? Nora became more obsessive, and crazed but she was weak. Will this affect Zanris more or less?"
Shrugging at the thought, I sat in the lotus position to recover my lost Soulforce. It had taken seven seconds to turn Zanris or at least initiate a change.
Resting a few hours, I shot up, stretching my muscles. Not bothering to check on Zanris, I left; I figured I would feel a disturbance when she awakens. Taking my leave, I stepped out of Orion's courtyard, not caring who saw me. They were, after all, my slaves.
Licking my lips, I faded into the darkness before heading to the station. I was sure I needed to report what happened. Then there is Vis...Or is it Lilith? It's too early to say, but everything about her says otherwise. If she is, she played it well. Guess we will see.
Walking into the station, my face slowly fell as I looked around. Tears were all but visible as someone suddenly placed his arm on me.
"Arsene...You made it, but how? I thought you were in prison?" Roald said as hundreds of eyes turned to me,
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"I was, but Orion helped me out. He even gave me a ride back on his wyvern. What is happening? Where are Lisa and Rave?" I asked, appearing like something was horribly wrong.
Clenching my shoulder tightly, Roald shook his head, "The...they destroyed him."
"Huh?" I voiced in confusion, should they not have killed him.
"I don't know the reason for it, but apparently, Governor Bo made an example of him. So..."
"Enough," a cold voice bellowed, "That bastard already knows. Can't you see the amusement within his gaze? He is laughing his ass off."
Nodding inwardly, I could not help but be grateful for my mask, but Andor was quite perceptive. Honestly, he was too perceptive; it's like he has my level of perception.
"Like you don't know how he was tortured before Lisa. He screamed for days, begging for his death. They skinned him, raped him, drugged-out his eyes before finally plunging a spear down his throat through his rectum and left him there for days."
Pushing a massive amount of killing intent, I screamed in anger, "What the hell are you implying?"
Snorting, not being convinced, Andor's raised his head high, "You set this all..."
Flashing body, I clenched Andors neck as I felt my heart tremble... this man was a hidden sorcerer, and he is within the Realm of Dao. Not letting that determine my action, I played my role, raising him up, "FUCK YOU RAVE WAS A BROTHER!!!!!!"
A/N - (Nasenct soul = Realm of Dao)
"Is that why you fucked his wife?" Andor bellowed as my eyes widen in surprise, but that didn't break the role I was playing.
"HHAAHAHA Are you on drugs? Did someone kick you in the head? Roald, get this trash out of my sight. Be grateful I don't kill you for dishonoring Rave at his own wake." I viciously spat, tossing his body away.
Holy Shit !!!
Damn, he is good. What do I do? Glancing at everyone eying me with suspicion, I clenched my fist as an innocent man would before stepping into VIs's office. Staring at her magnificent face, eying the documents with an intense gleam, I sighed.
"Not sad?" I asked in a probing manner.
"Nope, bearly knew him." Vis said, raising her eyes as she smirked, "but I kind of agree with Andor. Didn't you allow what happen with Rave just to see how Lisa would feel?"
"You truly are Lilith fuck. Only she would know me so well." I said with a bright smile. Snorting, Vis snapped as her appearance began to change.
"Was it the familiarity? What gave me away?"
Flashing my teeth, I smirked, "Well, I was on to you the moment we met. I am, after all, your man and one of the closest things to god." I lied with a straight face. Aside from her ears and how we spoke to one another, I had nothing to go on.
Rolling her eyes, Lilith snorted, returning her looks back to Vis, "Yes, I am, but that doesn't change anything, Arsene. And I am kind of busy. Erza just gave me bad news."
"No Dökkálfar?"
"None, the Vanir Gods are visiting, and they could be there for years." She coldly said before sending me a peculiar gleam, "But... can I have that girl."
"Girl? Oh, do you mean Silvia?" I asked as I made the connection, " Now that's thinking out the box, but do you think it will work? They are a part of a different clan."
"We don't really have a choice. We just need to bring them together. If that's the case, she is yours. What is your plan if it fails."
"Genocide"
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