Monarch Of Darkness, Arsene

"Go home. Alos is no place for Star-Lords as vital as you." He ordered, turning his back to us, to my amazement. I was stunned. Starstruck by this Duke's utterances. How long had it been since I was dismissed so casually? Did he think me a child? Did he think I needed his permission? That I didn't know what was going on?

Duke Gusion reflected down on the rounds silver arcs of his pocket watch. His fingers traced over the foldable bezel, closing his pocket watch with a clink. "It's not the time yet. Not now, at least. Sera is no fool. Let's let her have her small victory."

I was not entertained by this Duke nonsense, not one bit, flicking the ear of the frozen Ava. Her body jerked, and she returned to herself. Reder than a ruby, she bit her lips, ignoring the turbulent winds and clusters of explosions shaking the ground beneath our feet. She stood firm, twittering with her fingers.

"Master is a bully, I–"

"Master," Victoria and Elsa cried, stepping through the sealed Laws of Space. They arrived at my side through the Bloodline Gates that linked our kind together. It was one of the perks of being a Progenitor. We could be near any of our kind anytime we wished, and they could be near us at any given moment.

Taking me in their arms, I smiled, enjoying their cool touch. Snuggling into me, I wiggled myself out and pointed up, "There is a war, ladies, and more importantly. Ava might be getting herself some if she hasn't already."

"W-W-When did this–"

"Not so fast, Victoria," I chimed in, "Before we discuss this, we need to finish off as many Heavenly Lords as possible."

It went without saying that Into the Abyss was the only way of us even killing a Heavenly Lord or Mid-God. I needed the attention of the Arbiters. Knowing Arsene, it's only a matter of time before the Arbiters restrict his race. His kind is slowly building. I could feel it. He was converting many, and I was sure he did not pay the price—a foolish decision he will surely regret in the coming days.

Each day I could sense the Laws of Darkness of the Bed of Chaos changing. He was not aware of it, but, the more he took a step close in his comprehension of the Laws of Darkness, the more his Bloodline would grow. Once this Dao Cycle occurs near the end of the Abyssal Festable, a New Era will be upon us.

"Are you serious!" Elsa exclaimed, glancing up at the starry war racing back and forth. A touch of apprehension could be seen as she turned back to me, "We would be walking into the lion's den."

"Then you better be sure to kill the lion. You are free to use Into The Abyss. In fact, I pray you use it. We are going to play a game. Ava, if you kill more than anyone, more than your sisters, you will not have to tell anyone your business, but well, if you don't. Hehe. We want all the naughty details. You game?" I asked, feeling a bit of a bitch for messing with Ava. But she was simply so adorable not to tease. Out of everyone, she was always the sweetest, the most lovable, and huggable.

Ava glanced at her sister, then nodded, "but, if you fail, I get to put all of you on a date with a man or woman, I decide. You must promise to take the date seriously. No matter what." she countered to my surprise.

This little minx is a little devil. I smiled, as did Victoria and Elsa. Their eyes had begun to glow a deep red fixed with determination.

"Was my warning not heard?" Duke Gusion interrupted. Approaching once more, his olive-colored skin expression appeared slightly darker as he glared. "Lady Lilith, you are but a–"

His words fell short as a chill ran through his heart, and he took a step back. Horror flickered quickly over his face as the Pressure of Five Paragons exploded with a profound aura.

"By the Hells, what is this!" He said, taking another step back.

Images of skills, wars, carnage, spells, and experience all seemed to fuel my mind in a single moment. Everything seemed to connect with my mind. Whether it was from Elsa's or Ava's point of view, I could see through their eyes; simultaneously, I could feel their anger, love, and the deepest of thoughts they held close to their hearts. There was nothing they could hide that I did not know at this moment, nothing.

Ava was like a blaze of fire ever since she gazed up at the bloody skies blanketed with brimstone. She loved the scent of brimstone. She loved the Hells, loved the smell of the demons, especially their blood that ran through their veins.

Elsa was far different. She was cold, and her mind clear of most thought. She had no interest in the war ahead, much less anything else, unless it involved her sisters and brother. She had seen many wars before, fought in many. It was all the same to her. Blood was going to fall, and there would soon be a winner. Those were the very laws of war. There was no changing that.

Victoria was, without a doubt, the most interesting. She had genuinely changed after I killed everyone she knew. Her family, her loved ones, her friends, I had left nothing in my quest for an abyssal fiend of my own on this barren rim. It was odd, though. Victoria held no resentment towards me, probably due to being a part of my race, but that had made her heart in a constant state of war with itself. She had hated herself for being weak. She hated herself for not being able to persuade me into sparing those she cared for. It was tragic, but I understood that feeling. And I live with it every day. She, too, will learn to overcome that devil's heart.

Ava was the first to bolt into the brimstone ahead, whipping off her feet. A dreadful aura of death, the purest I had seen since the Horseman of Death himself, pierced through the veil, washed over the battlefield.. Eyes were drawn, and hearts began to seize as the pink-headed abyssal fiend held a cruel countenance.