Monarch Of Darkness, Arsene

Gazing up at mothers spreading her darkness upon the world, I could not help but lower my head in reverence. I had come to understand her capricious nature of the one many called Tenebrae. Training with Nyx, Hades, and her many children, I had learned many things regarding the World of Darkness.

"No...You wouldn't," Amund said, horrified, not daring to turn away from the ashen goddess surrounded by darkness. "You wouldn't dare."

Shaking my head, I peered past Melinoë into the dead of night, knowing all were watching. I released a depraved laugh, "Why would I not, Melinoë begin."

At my words, my eyes, along with everyone else, suddenly grew wide as no screams sounded, yet a misty fog suddenly began to captivate the air spreading like the plague. Suddenly a deprave laughter that somehow matched mine echoed out, pulling at the string upon my heart.

Turning to the millions of lives slowly turning to mist in a matter of seconds, Lil Arsene began to press upon my trousers. Watching the Scarlet queen shower the world in crimson mist. Allowing the sweet nectar to overflow up on me, I moaned,

"This really is comparable to sex! Well, better than Sex with Lisa, hmmm, I never found her body." I muttered, gathering the attention of a certain elf.

"Your sick!" Olivia shouted in revulsion

"That's debatable, dear. Yura seems to like it, didn't she tell you?"

Ignoring the others, I snapped as over five hundred Faceless appeared by my side, all of them within the peak of Dao Serving or higher. Gazing towards the heavens beginning to tear. While traces of heavenly lightning began to zoom through the skies, releasing deafening roars that sent tremors throughout the realm ringing like bells bringing about raging storms and destruction.

"Ready the formation," I bellowed, gripping the spear of hellfire

"By the will of the Ashen King!" Shouted the Faceless, rushing to form a large pentagram around me. The only thing glimmering within them being their mask. Pointing my spear towards the heavens, the formation began to shine with Divine sin as my eyes overflowed with an enormous amount of power.

"I am a petty person Aldrich, a very petty man," I stated with a menacing smile upon my lips, "You once tried to wipe me out, but now that power is mine."

Falling to their knees, the faceless chanted, "We the Faceless, See the Truth. By his will, we exist, and by his will, we grow. Gant thy wish, sinful Nines, for the price has been paid. We are the Faceless, and we grant thy power to our Lord!"

Stripping them of their life essence, Qi, and blood, the faceless bodies thinned out as their existence flowed into my body, fueling my very being. While temporary, it was more than what I could ask for. Qi and life force tore into my nature with so so much power my body began to break down.

Waving my hand, the Faceless vanished, returning to the depts of my kingdom for treatment should they live. Cracking my neck at the overflowing power, I felt my power had finally matched my comprehension.

"Wretched Cur," An almighty voice screamed from the heavens blasting every mortal to the ground. The only ones standing being Me, Oliva, and of course Melinoë. The others were not so lucky as their expression twisted. Be it hate, fear, or disgust, all were present as they glared towards me, wishing for my death.

"Nine Hells of the Abyss, let's see your limits," I whispered as cracks oozing with blood began to leak from my raging power overflowing with sinful divinity. Bearing my fangs towards the heavens as a sea of pure white entered my eyes.

"I Geiravör shall cleave thy body in twain," A magnificent woman with long blond hair flowing with the wind and sharp eyes screamed upon a pegasus. Behind her back was a set of angelic wings shimming with vibrance.

With an innate disgust, I sneered at the millions of Valkyries within the heaven flapping their wings. Taking a step towards the skies, large demonic wings sprouting from my back as scales from the depths of the abyss began protruding from my skin.

"They sent a bitch? Is Thor a fool? Or does he believe his fuck sleaves are enough to silence me!"

Clenching her teeth, Geiravör bellowed as a divine power showered the realm. Arching my lips, a pure noble darkness began to consume my body.

"Sisters, Kill the GOD! I shall handle the Cur upon our land." Geiravör roared, shooting towards me, her arms tearing into my body, yet to her surprise, ashen flames suddenly exploded out from my clone as my body appeared within the depts of the Valkerie army.

"Severance of Heavenly Tribulation!"

Pushing the same Lightning that had attempted to strike me five years ago out of my body, a horrifying pressure consumed the nine realms. However, unlike the heavenly power, the lightning Alrich used that was rather pure in nature, mine was corrupted, pulsing with the sinful aura of the Hells. Its screams bringing about wrath and gluttony to the land around.

Wrapping around my spear of hellfire, the ashen flames slowly began turning from a raging inferno into pure sinful flashes of Lightning straight from the nine hells searing my entire arm. Its pigment shimmering with a black and scarlet light. Yet a smile continued to consume my face as a single arch of my spear tore the skies of Midgard into nothing. Space along with the Valkeies that covered the heavens vanished as a massive black hole appeared, sucking all life in. Its power continuing on spreading like webs into the other realms.

"LOKI, DO IT!" I screamed as a divine power abruptly covered the blackhole protecting the realm from being instantly decimated. However, a large amount of damage consumed all of the center regions of Midgard.

"NOOOOO!!!!" Geiravör desperately screamed, charging at me, her silver sword clashing with my demonic spear sparkling with lightning. Narrowing my eyes, feeling my very bones being shattered by both her power and mine, revealing nothing upon my face. Such pain was nothing compared to the wrath that still plagued my soul.

Backing away in a staggered manner, a goddess stained in red appeared by my side, "Allow me, you have done enough!"

"Will you open the gates of Helihime?" I asked in hope.

"For you? Please, Hela is still not convinced your nothing more than an insane fool."

"That is exactly what I am!" I shouted as an air of ice began to fill the land of Midgard, freezing the lava below in an instant—suddenly, the sounds of growling echoed. "Looks like Loki came through. The Frost Beast, the giants, sealed long ago, are now free, and so are the others. Anyway, let's go... Shit is getting a little too crazy for me.

"Already? I only killed a few billion. There is still so much left!"

"Can you not feel it?"I asked, turning to the skies twisting and the will of Ygg screaming in rage at the destruction of her realm. "The gods are mobilizing. This is no longer a mortal battle but one where gods will be dying. Let's go; we achieved our objective. From here on out, Midgard is going to be ground zero. Loki and Freya will handle the gods; we must take care of everything else. Humans are irrelevant, but the other races are a different story. We need to mobilize our armies. Phase one is complete. The True War has Started."