Monarch Of Darkness, Arsene Chapter 250
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Growing silent, I suddenly exploded in laughter, "It would seem you and Yura's Grandfather have already comprehended my psyche, but what do you think will happen when I get all this power? Do you think I will be grateful to you or him?"
"Who knows, but is there not always a risk in raising the new generation? I have had hundreds of disciples turn their backs on me. Adding you in would not change anything."
"So your gambling, how disdainful. So am I your disciple now or -"
"Do not flatter yourself." Yggdrasil mocked, pursing her lips with contempt. "You are simply our first choice. You are not a part of the demon hierarchy, and from the looks of it, Asmo doesn't want you in his hells."
Tracing my lips with my tongue, I could not help but laugh, "You and Yura's grandfather truly seem to have everything at hand, but all of you fail to understand something."
"Oh, and what's that?" She asked as her small stature began to fade.
"Whoever said I needed to fight alongside you all? From how it looks, I have a bigger incentive to side with your enemy." I uttered as her eyes grew wide. Rising up, I stretched my arms, watching as her gaze began to freeze.
"First choice, am I? I think it would be best to find a new toy and one that doesn't hold the power of the Nines at his fingertips. It will only end badly, Ygg," I coldly said as she vanished from my sight.
Placing my palms behind my back, I smirked, "It doesn't matter who I face, Ygg. Just remember, if you wish to play this game, be sure you play it right."
Shaking my head, I peered up towards the ancient tree that was merely a root,
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"Can we talk now, Arsene?" A voice suddenly called out from behind.
Sighing, I turned around, staring at the Pale Goddess, her enchanting figure glimmering with effervescent brilliance. "Sure... What can I do for you, Melinoë."
Looking up towards the heavens, Melinoë frowned, "Nyx wishes to speak with you, but that will have to wait till your control over Darkness grows."
Scrunching my brow, I smirked, "I can control Darkness at my will. Whatever I imagine, I can create. What higher level of control could I accomplish?"
"Can you control the withering aspect of darkness? Its connection to space and time? Or perhaps its ability to connect to the Shadow Realm?" Melinoë snapped, glaring at me with annoyance, "I would not be here if not for Father or Nyx. Not to mention little Ty said hello. She was released a few months ago."
Gasping aloud, I felt rather confused as Melinoë continued, "You have a connection to Tenebrae that Nyx has taken an interest in. Not many have been chosen by Tenebrae, making you along with a selected few special.
"Melinoë, why are you here?" I coldly asked, knowing someone like Nyx or hades could have contacted me directly or used Ty. "Why you?"
Shooting me a profound look, Melinoë eyes suddenly twisted into a crimson shade. Watching as dark clouds of fog consumed her eyes, I shivered, watching as it faded, her eyes returning to its emerald color, "Sorry, what did you just ask?"
No-no-no-no-no!!!! I am not getting involved with another crazy. Lilith is already enough. No!! No matter how sexy she is, no.
"I sometimes lose consciousness falling into my divinity," Melinoë whispered, blushing as she looked away.
Don't ask, Arsene, don't ask...Damn it. Fuck you, Arsene.
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"And what is your divinity?" I bitterly asked. Somehow hating myself for even asking what I didn't want to know.
"Ummm, Madness," Melinoë muttered as her face turned crimson. "I tend to...Sometimes go wild for a few days or years, depending on how bad it is. Most of the time, I just hallucinate. "
"No-no-no-no-no. "I exclaimed, taking my leave in a hurry. Yet such a dream was not for me as Melinoë gripped my arm.
"Stop, I was sent to train you in your darkness. Nyx said you seriously needed it, and I have all the tools to help. She even gathered some of her children to train you."
With tears in my eyes, I shook my head, "NO!!!! I already have too many crazy women by my side! Another is too much."
"Well, get over it. I am not happy either. I simply wanted to travel the omniverse, but Father and Nyx wanted me to help you. Do you know how humiliating it is to help a mortal? I am a Chthonic God, yet I have to assist you while you train."
"Fuck... Even when I'm on vacation, I am working. Damn it. "I yelled towards the heavens. "AAHHHHH!!!!"
Snorting, Melinoë released my arm, nodding in agreement, "I understand, but I don't want Father to kill me again. He has quite a temper. So if I'm fucked I'm taking you down with me."
Staring at the chilling eyes of Melinoë, an amusing smile hung upon my lips, "hmmm, fine, try not to get me in trouble. I already have enough drama with the women around me."
"Like that girl you came with?" She asked, eying me with a scrutinizing eye.
"Girl? Oh, you are talking about Sigurda. Worry not about that thing. Its time is coming." I coldly said.
Rolling her eyes, Melinoë pursed her lips, "Why would I worry about a mortal? I am only here to train you and leave. After a few years, I will be free."
"Than you are as nieve as your father then." I arrogantly declared, raising my head as my fingers passed through my hair, "Man or woman, none can resist the sweetness. It's only a matter of time before you succumb to my charm."
"Oh really?" Melinoë sweetly said, drawing in closer to my surprise, her seductive breath pressing against my chest, "And what would you say if I said I was asexual?"
Blinking, I could see a mischievous gleam within Melinoë eyes as I laughed, "Truly nieve young goddess, but before my sexy body all shall be conformed."
SNorting, Melinoë backed away, pointing at my crotch, " There is nothing sweet about that thing." She victoriously said, walking away as I looked down at the dragon ready for battle.
Chuckling to myself, I stared at the fading figure of Melinoë. "Looks like my party is growing in size."
Watching her hips sway back and forth, I turned to the large root of Yggdrasil, "I heard Soloman informed the Archangels. Good luck, trying to keep your lands from being destroyed."
Feeling all of Midgard quake, my laughter echoed out as I left with a cruel smile upon my lips.
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