"Five Years," I whispered aloud, gazing upon the moon from my Palace. "How are my armies coming along, Victoria?"

Walking out from behind me, Victoria, with her Onix hair tied in a military bun, spoke, "We lost five squads within the western region heading into the central region of Midgard. Apparently, they met up with a few armies of giants."

"And a squad of demons fell to Giants?" I asked, shifting my chilling gaze towards my former teacher.

Turning away in haste, fearful not to meet my gaze Victoria nodded, "Yes, we believe there may have been another group helping them. It had taken about five years for almost every sect and clan except for the Vanirs to be wiped out within the outer perimeter. Sending an army into the central region when we have not even taken over the middle is foolish."

Lifting my lips high, I chuckled, walking back into my chambers taking a seat upon my bed. Falling back, I spoke, "They served their purpose and did so quite well. Teleport a few explosives to the position my soldiers were killed and wipe out everything."

Sensing a fluctuation within her aura, I smirked, "Yes, they were simply bait; I wanted to know who was there. Since teleportation cannot be done by those not in the Realm of World, I will definitely take full advantage of it. As for the demons that died well, they were just low-grade newborns. Nothing special."

"Lord Snow I..."

"Come now, Victoria, you have known me the longest; when we are alone, call me Arsene. or are you that fearful of me?" I whispered with a sadistic smile.

I cannot say I am proud of what I have done during these five years. The number of death is uncountable, but I did not feel anything. I only have fifteen years left. Getting to Yu'drool was simple, but I was not ready, and Sitri knew this.

Narrowing my eyes towards the fearful tremor tracing over her body, I sneered, "Even after all the lives you took, you still act like a victim. It's disgusting, Victoria. Tell me, for I know you have counted. How many innocents have you taken? How many of them were children who could not defend themself? I have watched you turn into a bloody monster tearing life away faster than my strongest demon, so why this pity party?"

"You think I am happy about that!" Shouted Victoria in a fiery rage, her face twisting turning a light shade of ruby red, "How can I be proud of that, Arsene? I am a fucking monster! How can you not feel any guilt! I slaughtered simply for your will and my amusement. I was lost in the lust of my blood. I do not feel pride, nor will I ever.

"I would have thought your abyssal bloodline would have severed such ties it would seem you still need more time. Little Falis, however, seems to have taken a liking to the taste of blood. That little fucker, now stands upon the peak of Realm of Truth. With his dagger, he is like a shadow of death."

Shooting me a vicious stare fill with untamed killing intent, Victoria bit her lips, holding her words in. Waving her off, I continued, "I am heading back to the Vanir's. I am almost done reading through their archives of Circles; you will accompany me. We will leave tonight, gather some faceless and meet me in the foyer within the hour.

Taking her leave without a single word, a chilling intent consumed my room. Aside from her empathy outside battle, Victoria was a monster at strategy. Aside from a few times, our armies lost due to the interference from the Gods; she was one of my most capable Generals, more so than idiot Geir.

"Why is it every time I see you with Victoria, she grows angrier by the second?" The Goddess of Madness questioned appearing within a mist of darkness.

"She is acting hard to get. It's quite annoying, but it is only a matter of time before she falls to my charm." I stated, Arising from my bed. "Where have you been? It's been a month."

"Training something you need to be doing instead of playing king."

Releasing a deep laugh, I smirked, "Woman, compared to five years ago, I am now a monster. Do not forget that I had not even been training in the Ways of Cultivation for a year when we first met. Within these past five years, I am completely different."

Pushing the hair from her face, Melinoë rolled her emerald eyes, "You are still within the realm of mortals, so to me, not much has changed. However, I will say your comprehension is rather deep; if you ever decide to absorb qi again, you will skip from Spirit Realm into the Realm of World in an instant."

Rolling my eyes, I nodded in agreement, "True, but with the Lord of the Heavens eying me, I cannot. QI comes from heaven and earth, but my body cultivations come from the Nines and the Abyss. There is no connection leaving me room to grow without the worry of death." I bitterly explained, my mind flashing back to Lilith and my bitter battle against the heavens.

"No word?" She asked as I shook my head in dismay.

"Some, but it's quickly severed by Sitri. Lilith is an abyssal goddess, so she is also growing stronger by the day, but..."

"yeah, Nyx warned me about that monster. Speaking of, she wishes to have dinner with you again. It would seem you left quite an impact upon her during your last training session."

Paling, I quickly shook my head, "Hell no, that woman will be the death of me. She almost shattered my very soul last month! Fuck dinner!"

"You a soul bender, your body and soul are linked. Unless it's a physical attack, she cannot shatter your soul stop over exaggerating. These are also the only time I get to speak with father, and I need you to do it." Said Melinoë with a dark expression.

"Hades is also a bastard; his spear skills are a killer. Thank God we were within the Shadow Realm, or else I would have definitely been dead!"

"ARSENE!" Melinoë barked, baring her cute fangs at me.

"Fine, it's the least I can do... just no training from either of them."