Monarch of Darkness, Arsene

Chapter 610 - Ring Of Bael

"If you wish to learn how to split your soul, then play around with your Divine Sense. You just recently gained access to your soul." Aegis faintly dismissed.

Knowing he was not wrong, I sighed. "True, but there must be something I can do now."

"You have Baels Legacy; why not enter it?"

Scuffing at the very thought, I dismissed that idea, "Hell no! It's a rip-off. I have no idea how devils could afford their prices. But I am interested in Baels Title," I muttered, tracing my finger over the Ring of Bael. "He never did inquire about the ring or ask for it. Then there was the fact that Bael was once a King and now a Prince.

Peering down at the ring held by me for over so many years. I could not help but wonder about the origin of this ring. My parents had granted it to me long ago, but they had refused to tell me how they came upon it.

"Sene?" A soft, gentle voice called, pulling me out of my train of thought. Noticing Lilith once more in our room, I lifted my hand.

"What do you know of this ring?"

Tilting her head, she frowned, and touched her cherry lips, "Not much, just that it's a ring of few masters. Each Bael beforehand had tried to tame it, but none were successful. It soon became irrelevant. Why do you think Bael didn't care that you once held his ring? Its true lord was the Orginal Bael."

I hummed in response, but my heart could not stop the anger from brewing. How long had I had this ring? How long had it been with me? Shit, it even saved me the second time I faced off against Aldrich. But was it not Lilith who threatened it to save my life?

I chuckled, removing the ring from my finger, and tossed it to Lilith, who quickly caught it in her hand. "If it cannot obey, then destroy it. I have no use for objects or people who cannot be of use." I coldly scorned. If I needed to hold objects in my ring, there were two options. Get another spiral ring or comprehend the laws of space, and I am sure my darkness could do the same thing.

Lifting the Ring of Bael to her eyes, a chilling glint touched over Lilith's emerald eyes. She smiled, releasing a scarlet-black mist that materialized around her left hand—pulling the Abyssal Sword from the very mist. The laws began to recede while the air slowly began to split.

Holding my breath at the pressure emanating from that demonic blade, Lilith tossed the Ring of Bael high in the air. It would be tragic to lose a potential treasure, but I needed power now. War was on the Horizon.

Lilith's blade whisked through the air without the slightest resistance splitting the fabric of reality as I waited in anticipation. Etching closer to the Ring of Bael, my heart shivered the closer Lilith's blade grew, till a vibrant flame raced through my sight. Swallowing the very void around us, Lilith pulled back, vanishing to a safe distance, while I remained still. Unafraid of the flames emanating from the Nines, I chuckled grimly but did not speak.

Silence gripped the searing inferno of my room, as an intense heat so frightening I watched with indifference as the ship I presided on began to burn. Spreading without end till all that was left was a sea of embers and the Ring of Bael. The echoes of hellish screams raced through the void. Knowing it was those aboard, I remained indifferent even as Lilith snatched Ty and Arkanos from Stasis.

"You challengeth me?" A soft, masculine voice swore with hellish rebuke, storming the ship with flames the color of blood.

Wildly intrigued, greed flowed over my blackened soul, creeping deep within me; I stepped through the flames as my very clothing began to singe over my flesh, swallowing me whole without hesitation. The hellish flames only grew, but my laughter never ceased.

"Challenge? You would not win." I coldly declared with utter confidence. "I granted the Hells a win over an Arch-Angel. They owe me. All this is is you barking like a hound. Lower your fangs, less you find out why so many fear me."

"I fear not those of this Heaven," He grimly informed, but I could not help but chuckle; unable to hold back the contempt oozing from my lips, my very chuckles turned into crazed laughter.

"How foolish you are. Did you not see who attended my wedding? All of them are above this realm or, as you call it, Heaven. Some probably even further. What about Zariel himself? Tell me you have not heard his name? My little brother."

"They do not serve you," The Ring of Bael barked, halting my laughter. I could not help but ponder over this things intelligence. Did he just tell me his master, his God, that?

"True, but they do serve their own self-interest. I don't have the power to stop you from leaving, but they certainly do." I swiftly remark, twirling my index finger through my hair, "From how I see it, you leave, you deal with them, you stay, well you deal with Asmo, Baphomet, and everyone else I can get. I am sure they will be more than willing to help me out."

Silence descended, but the flames around me only grew stronger. Standing in these flames reminded me of the joys of a bubble bath. Filling my lungs with smoke, I enjoyed the high and closed my eyes.

"What is it you want?" He coldly uttered.

"Your loyalty," I answered, opening my eyes to the ring brimming with a tainted power. "I want your power. I want your life. I want everything you have and more."

Swirling in a vortex of Hellish flames. A faint pulse raced over my body as I felt something touch past the devouring mist around my soul, touching on my very core. I quickly took note of a tether between the ring of Bael and myself. Blood raced down my nose as his voice echoed deep inside my soul.

"You are not my master till you defeat me. However, I will allow you temporary access to level one. Use my knowledge well. I shall grant you one cycle to defeat me.. Whether I die or not is of no consequence."