Monarch Of Darkness, Arsene Chapter 294
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"You don't want her?" Kain swiftly questioned.
"Nope!"
"You don't love her?" He inquired
"... Nope"
"FUCK! FIVE YEARS!" Kain bellowed, tearing the hair from Lisa's skull in a vicious flash of rage.
Giggling with a loving smile, Lisa blushed, "Honey, not in front of Arsene. He is watching." she said, tracing up his legs with her bloody fingers.
"You must be lying! How can you not love her!" Kain shouted, licking the bloody scalp of Lisa, "She is amazing! The best woman I have ever laid my eyes on. We fuck every day!"
I need to go; this is not fair to him or me. I'm not crazy. This shit is going way too far. Oh, Hell no! Fuck this summoning bullshit.
"Your crazy, like legitly crazy!" I said, baffled at what was taking place.
"Am not; my mother had me tested."
"I'm sure she did!" I confidently replied,
"Wait... I never had a mother."
Growing a little solemn, connections and a heartfelt relief soon began to appear as I came to understand this being in front of me was the demon spawn, and he is also related to Andor. Does that mean there are two demon spawns, or did Kain take in all the demon energy?
Licking the blood off, Lisa. Kain pushed her away, "wait for me!" he said, glaring daggers at me.
"Of course, honey. Kick his ass!" She joyfully cheered.
Kicking off the dark alter, Kain twisted through the air arriving at me faster than anything. I had seen his arm overflowing with demonic power.
"Shattering Fist," He bellowed.
Sensing the blade of the Pale ride, I swiftly reacted as his fist came crashing down towards my chest. Dodging and blocking were out of the question. I did not know what realm Kain was in, but he was definitely not within the realm of god, nor was he in World. However, such things did not matter as the Shadow Spear exploded, blasting both myself and Kain away in a massive explosion. Feeling my organs shake, I landed upon my feet, glaring at my black flames tearing upon the body of the demon before me.
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Growling in pain, a hint of surprise consumed his heart, "You can hurt a demi-god? How?" He questioned in awe.
Forming a new shadow spear, I bolted towards kain in a flash of shadow lightning. However, to his astonishment, my body suddenly vanished as information like no other began to fill my soul.
"Shadowfell," I called to myself, knowing it was my name, my race. A title gifted to me by Tenebrae. Darkness did not need to be quick; it did not need to be flexible, for darkness was everywhere, and so to will I. This was not teleportation nor the influence of space but rather the ability to be the darkness. Who needs to move when I can instantly be there?
"Shadow Step," I whispered to myself, appearing like a demon in front of Kain, stabbing my spear towards his chest. Shock, kain attempted to dodge; unfortunately for him, I had five more years to train my spear technique.
Twisting my wrist and arm, my spear became like a serpent. Devouring all life and light as the Shadow spear dug into the flesh of kain. I had not damaged any vitals meeting only with his abdomen, but my goal had been achieved. With a vicious smile, I watched Kain scream out as veins of pure darkness began to spread throughout his skin. However, I was not done, exploding my spear from the inside the moment my spear entered his stomach."
BOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!!!
Shadow stepping ten meters away, that being the limit I can more before the shockwave damage my body the screams of Kain resound within my ears. Enjoying his wails, a horrid amount of demonic energy began to radiate off his body. Clenching the organs from flowing out of his body, he roared. Pushing them back inside.
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"Why! Why am I not healing?"
Slowly dark scales similar to mine began to grow from his body as his flangs began to glimmer. Creasing my brow, I readied a shadow spear. Peering into his heart, my mind grew even colder as ice.
"DIE, ARSENE!"
Rushing at me like a hungry beast, the emblems of lightning, Darkness, Wind, and Blood appeared within the air around me. Clawing at me, I tilted my head, easily dogging the sluggish speed Kain was displaying. he was heavily injured, and none of the injuries were healing. Even with this demonic transformation, his wounds still remained.
Sending a ruthless kick to his chest, blood oozed from his eyes and mouth as I scuffed, "Pathetic, no skill, only raw power. Why did Sitri even send you?" I coldly mocked shadow stepping in front of Kain, ruthlessly stomping upon his skull. Feeling the cracking of his bones, my feet came in contact with brain matter.
"You... you are not a body refiner, are you?" I asked, backing away from the Kain convulsing upon the ground, "He... he was not weak, but why did he only study one?"
"it's because my brother is a fool who would rather torment those than putting in the work," the sinister voice of Andor responded, appearing behind with cold intent.
Lifting my lips, the emblems within my eyes glimmered, "I was waiting for you," I said, my body vanishing like a ghost as the four emblems within the skies began to fuse.
"You truly are as Soul Bender," Andor muttered darkly, not in the least bit surprised I had been an illusion. "But your death is still assured, Arsene."
"Is it? I have yet to use any major powers, and yet, that trash Kain is upon the ground bleeding out." I indifferently said, stalling for time, "But maybe you, a man of intelligence, can tell me why Sitri sen you two here?"
Scuffing in disdain, demonic scales once more began to rise as Andor cracked his neck, "Do you think I will let you stall? That formation, I will break it." He said, appearing before in an instant.
Shocked by the speed, I did not use shadow steps but remained still as a sphere of darkness sprung out from the void to protect me. Forming this formation was easy, but tapping into the divinity currently being drained by the Valkyries. I needed to be motionless for it to have an accurate destination to travel to.
Consumed within bloodlust, a scarlet spear appeared within the hands of Andor, its entire body overflowing with a sinful power. Stabbing into the sphere of darkness with cold precision.
"Demons Decent," He chanted.
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