Monarch Of Darkness, Arsene Chapter 272
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"So this is Aze," I whispered to myself, gazing at the city of flames screaming with the echoes of tormented souls. Sensing their anguish and suffering, I could only give a silent prayer wishing for an end to their hell. Life was never fair; I can definitely attest to that. The Heavens, or at least this version of it I was a part of, were no different than those from the Nines. They were monsters, through and through. It's funny they Maon said renounce my sinful ways, yet within heaven, the amount of depravity hidden from sight is monstrous.
Raising my palm, a hint of heavenly might suddenly covered my palm at my will. All of a sudden, a crimson flash appeared before my glimmering with hellish transcendence. Feeling my heart began to pound against my chest, my arms shot into the air.
"YES, YES, YES!!!!" I shouted, watching as the red-headed goddess scrunched her brow in bewilderment at my actions. "Marry me! Let's have some demon babies! They would be the sexist babies ever!!"
"An angel? are you a fallen?" she demanded, completely ignoring my statement, studying the landscape with her ruby eyes.
"I am an angel, and the others should already be in your city looking around, but I still stand by what I said, girl. Marry me! Think about how cute our babies will be?!"
"You're an angel!" She repeated, "and you want to have babies with me, the offspring of the Hell's Greatest Devil!"
"So is that a yes? Hmm, what does your father like? I'm not very comfortable in killing, but I can bake. Does he like cake? I need to ask for your hand in marriage; hopefully, he doesn't kill me outright, but how about you come with me while I ask? Your father is quite scary!"
Slapping her own face, Ezra teleported away while I gave chase appearing within a large throne pulsing with the sinful aura of the Nines. My gaze quickly fell upon the black thone glimmering with an unholy aura—a pentagram depicting the head of a goat.
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"The Sigil of Baphomet," I whispered, turning to the goddess sitting upon her throne, "Are you a part of his church?"
"It's not really his church, though, is it?" Ezra lightly said with an icy grimace, "But rather Lucifers. Now, why are you here, and why rat out your brethren?"
"To help, Arsene! Someone cashed in a favor, and now I have been tasked to help him before he does something stupid." I bitterly hummed, eyeing the sexy woman laying lazily on her throne."Personally, I would rather not get involved, but the person who called in the favor I owe everything to. Even if she asked me to kill myself, I would not question her. I owe her that much."
"and would you happen to know who it was that told you to help Arsene?" A fiendish voice called out, startling me. Flashing my wings, I frown as a holy light flooded my body in a storm of heavenly energy.
"Lilith, your back!" Ezra shouted out, rising from her throne as a being with a silver masked appeared by her side.
"And you're out of the maid outfit... Does Arsene know?" She asked, causing blood to run from my nose.
Releasing my aura, my wings vanished as I raised my arm high, "Ummm, can I see?"
Gathering a disgusted snort from the two ladies, I chuckled, "Lilith, I presume. It's quite the honor; the heavens are in an uproar regarding your appearance. Some of my former fellow brothers are quite interested in opening you up to see how you tick."
"And are you one them?" She asked, startling me.
"Well, my way of opening you up maybe a little different," I muttered with a slight pause." Never mind, I am here in regards to the protection. For whatever reason, Truck-kun stated that Arsene was going to be forced into doing something that would push Ygg to kill him."
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Scrunching her nose, Ezra twirled her firey hair with her fingers. "And who the hell is truck-kun? I still do not see why you are here? We have ways of dealing with Aunty Ygg; her becoming our enemy was always within the plan. While it is a version, we do not want we have contingencies."
"So this still leaves the question why a fourth-dimensional being came to you!" Lilith stated in an icy voice, sending chills down my spine. "That Goddess knows everything about Arsene, so her sending you to us leaves me to believe there is more to this situation that neither you nor I know about."
"Is this about Arsene's trial?" Ezra suddenly stated, bringing a frown upon my lips.
"His trial? Sitri is here. He has been for months." I matter of factly stated, startling the girls.
"Ezra... What if Arsene's trial has already started? What if him coming to Midgard was all a part of Sitri's plan?"
"but it was bael who sent Arsene here unless... Fuck!"
Rising from her throne, a horrifying aura showered the nine realms of Ygg's domain, bringing every living thing to its knees. Be it the plants, the gods, and the souls within the depths of Hel. All fell upon their knees, trembling in fear as cold laughter rang from the depts of their souls.
Gulping down, my very nature began to shake as he appeared. Unable to hold it in, blood exploded out of my pores as the Archdevils sinister laughter continued. Yet before him stood the only being upon the nines realms standing.
"Sitri, it would seem we underestimated your plan. I knew I was involved somehow, but I did not think you would use Bael from the very start." Lilith fearlessly stated her heartbeat, still like water as the will of heaven and hell continued to scream in fear at the appearance of this monster!
"Little Ezra and Lilith, you two will be coming with me!" Sitri stated with a menacing grimace, "Your work is done. You two did spectacular, giving Arsene a starting point. Now it's time!"
"Why me?" Lilith questioned.
"Hmmm, various reasons but one being your Yura, arent you? It took a while but putting everything together from the appearance of Lilith and Yura, and the odd connection to Arsene made sense. However, worry not; none of my followers know. Lord Asmodeus kept your secret, and so will I. It would be foolish to anger him."
Pushing all of my heavenly might within my body, I roared, pulling myself up. Feeling my skin peel from my muscles, I ignored the horrid pain clawing at my mind glaring at the entity that stood above most of creation.
Completely ignoring me, Lilith removed her mask, revealing what heavens truly mean, petrified; she shot me a stare, "Will you be taking the Angel?"
"I do not have permission to kill an angel, at least not yet. We do not want a war so soon. Not now, with yours going on. However, I cannot just have one interfere in my plans. So he will be coming with me."
"There is something I still do not understand." Ezra suddenly stated, still upon her knees. Lifting her head, an icy gleam consumed her expression as she continued, "That room filled with..."
"I will not be explaining anything, princess. No, you will need to figure it all out. However, I am afraid the when you awaken Arsene with either be dead or standing by your side a broken man." Sitri voiced with a cruel grin lifting her chin with his scaly fingers, "They say when a soul benders mate dies, so to do they. So what do you think will happen when he finds out I have his wife?"
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