Monarch Of Darkness, Arsene Chapter 219
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Returning to my throne surrounded by the paperwork I call hell, an interesting pale glimmer caught my sights. Upon my throne stood a rather small young woman that looked to be around sixteen. Her skin was a pale as the moon that governs the mortal plane with long ashen hair. With deep emerald eyes that resembled her mother's.
"Father I.."
"You have a lot of nerve to sit upon my throne, girl." I roared, watching as she trembled, arising in fear as I moved closer. My feet storming across the palace floors, creating termers throughout my domain.
"I-i-I only.."
"That throne is not a toy, girl," I shouted in a deep, powerful voice, raising my palm as she shook. However, I held myself back, watching as she closed her eyes, awaiting her punishment.
"How...how did it feel?" I asked in a curious light. "How did it feel to be seated upon this cursed throne."
"Father...I...I"
Waving my palm, I chuckled in a deep manner, passing my palms through her hair. "Be calm, my child. I am not angry, merely curious. Tell me, Melinoë, why have you the Goddess of Nightmares and Madness lay upon my throne?"
"I wanted to know Father's curse. Why stay? Your power rivals Zeus at his peak, yet you never challenged him after his scheme. I merely wanted how you felt."
Growing silent for a moment, I sighed, "it was not by choice, girl, but rather a duty. While my brother did betray me, it was due to my foolishness. I should have known what type of person he was, but I still fell prey to him. But as for why I remain here, it's simple. Pride!"
"Pride?" she repeated, not fully understanding.
"Yes, while it was not by my choice, I rule over the underworld as its king. This is my domain, while my brother Zeus had the help of me and all the other gods in the creation of Olympus, the underworld as molded by my will. It is something I created for myself. I do not resent Zeus, for I have grown far past such things. My power and will have grown."
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Lowering her head, Melinoë frown pondering my words before speaking, "Do you still Love Mother then? Do you still love Persephone?"
Recalling my wife, I sent Melinoë a vicious stare as Tartarus trembled at my anger and resentment. "Do not speak her name. You may be my daughter, but I do not mind letting you rot within the depts."
Opening her eyes, wide Melinoë bowed, "Forgive me, I-I-I Forgot, but she is still my mother."
Clenching my teeth, I sighed, "She...She is, but she abandons us."
"Oh Hades, that bitch doesn't deserve your anger." Nyx suddenly exclaimed from behind, holding a small girl within her arms with tender care. "Why you fell for that is beyond me, and Melinoë, don't be fooled by her love. I rule over the darkness. I know her better than anyone. She is a bitch; were it not for you and Hades, I would have killed her before sending her into the depths of Tartarus to rot."
"Aunty Nyx, you're here!" Melinoë yelled in a loving tone, "it's been such a long time!"
Leaping into her arms, Nyx held both Melinoë and Typhoeus in their arms, rubbing her cheeks against there's as she smiled, "Oh how lovely my two girls are so fluffy!"
Smirking at the scene, I snapped, whispering a few words into a shade as it vanished. Sending the young dragon a deep look, I shook my head. What is done is done. She will be Arsene's problem.
"Come, let's eat; I do not remember the last time I have had a meal with any of my children," I said as Melinoë shot me a chilling look.
"Hmph, you are always working. Especially with the endless souls entering the Underworld recently."
Pursing my lips, I shrugged, teleporting everyone to the dining room draped in crimson and gold. Looking at the large table covered in the various dishes we had to offer within the Underworld, I saw Melinoë and Typhoeus eyes glimmer in shock.
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Melinoë was a child that had never visited the mortal plane, although not for lack of trying. She died many times attempting to leave. However, her Divinity is quite powerful, allowing it to reach the mortal realm despite my power.
"Eat," I said as the duo lunged a the table devouring it like a hungry beast.
"Known all throughout the Underworld for your madness and terror, yet you behave like a child when you return home. First sitting upon my throne, now this? You are in many ways like your bothers."
"Oh, she actually sat on your throne, and you didn't kill her?" Nyx exclaimed in both laughter and shock.
"She is a god, she will just resurrect, but I will be sending her to the mortal realm as punishment."
Opening her mouth wide, Nyx froze in shock while Melinoë turned to me, her face consumed in shock, hope, and grease. SHaking my head, I spoke, "Not in this realm but rather the true world."
"You would send her?" Nyx shouted as night slowly began to appear, "Hades, that is... Is it because of Arsene?"
"A little, while I don't have much interest in the boy, he could help Melinoë get closer to Tenebrae. While only a minor god, she is quite adept in darkness, and most importantly, she is not known by many. I hope she can be one of us, especially with your blessing helping her."
Arsing from her chair Nyx gave me a smile I had not seen since her days with Erebos. "you...You really are something. Is this your way of allowing her out of the underworld without breaking your stupid rules?"
Looking the other way, I suddenly felt a heavy impact on my chest as Melinoë cried in my chest, "Father, thank you, thank you."
Shaking my head, I could not help but smile as the little dragon suddenly turned to me, "will Typhoeus get to leave as well?"
"Are you not transferring your consciousness?" I questioned with a knowing gleam, watching the young dragon pale in horror, backing away as Nyx held her hands.
"Worry not, child, we will not stop you, but it is the only way you can leave. Khaos will not allow someone of your background and power to merely leave. Melinoë can due to her miner divinity, but you not so much. "
"Who is Arsene?" Melinoë suddenly asked as everyone turned to me. However, before I could speak, Little Ty screamed.
"He is Ty's papa."
Giggling off to the side, Nyx nodded, "And my little brother, and your father little brother. We are all connected through the Will of Tenebrae. And with your help and his luck, you might be as well."
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