Monarch of Darkness, Arsene

Chapter 78: Yura Springfield - Blood of Kings

Chapter 78: Yura Springfield - Blood of Kings

There was something oddly exhilarating watching him scorched someone laughing in a maniacal way. The way his eyes would brighten with crimson light as Tomas begged, the way his domineering Aura would cause a stir that made me want to take him.

I had lied many times to Arsene. It was not intentional but rather a Law, we, Gods, had to abide by. Yet, for each lie I spoke, I felt my mind and heart shatter as he gazed towards me with suspicion, but it will not be long before we are the same. You still think of me as an innocent little girl, but I understood all of your sexual jokes. I could feel your intense stare. Your physique may protect you from it, but how long can you last, my love?

How long can you resist it, Arsene...I am a god, yet before you, I am just a little girl falling deeper in love with you: those cold eyes, your bewitching voice, the enameling aroma of your existence. Please, Arsene, wait for me. I can feel your blood stirring. I can feel the foul mark of Bael twisting your very existence.

Arsene, you are a lot like Father, especially when you behave like a child, but other times you remind me of the Orginal Bael from the legends. He was smart, cruel, ambitious, and uncontrollable. I have seen the Lords of Time, Lords of Hell, Lords of Chaos, yet there is only you. Only you seem to enter my gaze, seem to consume my thought. It's you, Arsene. I need you, just like how you will need me. It may not be now, but I can feel it. I can feel it growing within you.

Gazing up at the midnight sky, a massive black gate appeared before me. Closing my eyes, my hair turned to silver as I pushed through the gates made of Brimstone.

"Lilith, you have returned?" A cold voice that gave me warmth welcomed me.

"Father, why is your Aura so present within this broken island?" I asked as I gazed at the handsome Demon. His skin was a dark crimson as long black enchanted horns sprouted like spears from his skull. A half-smile was present as he rubbed his shaven chin.

"what are you planning to do to Arsene?" I coldly asked as I gazed at one of the most powerful beings in the Omniverse, The Lord of Hell, Asmodeus.

Pursing his lips, he ran his fingers through his long ashen hair as a cruel grin branded his cold face, "He is a child of Bael, Lilith. The very fact that I haven't killed him was already giving face. Would you not agree?"

With a sharp bite of my lips, I glared at him, "Stop with the games. You knew about Bael's lost bloodline long ago but didn't bother to do anything about it."

With a casual shrug, he appeared behind me, giving me a hug, "Lili, why are you so mad?" He childishly asked, rubbing his cheek against mine, "Isn't he going to be my future son-in-law?"

Son in Law? Blushing, I pushed father away, shaking my head, "Stop changing the subject?"

With a pout, Asmodeus chuckled, "Fine, Fine, it's because that child doesn't make sense. His soul, his timeline, and his physique. I have reviewed it all, and he doesn't seem to exist...The same as you."

"When Levi-Chan and I found you in the Abyss. We both were bewildered by you, and Fifteen years later, here came another?" He meticulously commented, "I even went back in time, only to be horrified that Arsene didn't seem to exist? It didn't matter if I killed his mother. Arsene, in the present, was not affected... In fact, nothing was affected as his mother still existed in the present. And it would be best if you understood parallel worlds do not exist in the higher realms, only mortals realms. "

Confused, I shook my head, "That doesn't make sense? Did you also do that with me?" I asked, perplexed at what I was hearing.

"No, doing something like that in the abyss is impossible as the concept of time was slowly being destroyed." Said Asmodeus as he patted my head, "I'm sorry, Lili, but you must return...Those fools I created must be really worried that you vanished. Just follow the flow. I am sure he will survive what I have in store for him."

Hearing Father's comforting words, I begrudgingly nodded, knowing I would be by Arsene's side. With a cheerful smile, the Gates of Brimstone took me away.

Arriving back, I followed the flow as Father had requested until it finally happened. I felt a powerful spike of demonic Qi fill the entire arena. A powerful Demon had taken control of Grimlor as a low-Grade Gate of Brimstone appeared. Frowning, I allowed myself to be sucked into the World of Drar'ethiul.

A Prince of Hell, and Lord of Deceit, Drar'ethiul was one of the leading bastards that were hunting me. Father had said this was for training, but battling Kings and Princes of Hell was almost impossible. Not to mention the Court of Nox.

Knowing that my cover was blown with the prince of hell, I quickly searched for Arsene before trying to find Nora and Edain. While I dearly loved them, they were not Arsene but rather mortals that would fade with the passage of time.

Yet, even as I thought those words, I felt my heart disagree, as I watched Nora shivering in fear before Sagthillath and staring at the cruel state of Edain. While I was the adopted daughter of Asmodeus, I had never truly seen such things, I never truly traveled the Hells. Yet, Arsene seemed almost indifferent. In fact, I could feel a sense of delight at the cruel scenes we gazed upon.

How many secrets did he hold? What could shake that frozen heart? Shaking my head, I smiled beneath the shadows of blood as we continued on. Death was around every turn for both of us. However, we made it to the end. That was when I stopped following Father's word.

I saw my dear sister, that bitch, and how dare father try to betray me. At that moment, I had lost control for a moment, almost killing her, but I regret nothing, he was mine. HE WAS MINE!!!!!!

Just you wait Little sister!!! While you do not know about me your big sis is about to destroy your life.

Licking my lips, I gazed down at his unconscious body. We were finally alone; everyone was half dead and unconscious after the battle with Karthronig and I could care less about them. We were finally alone, yet you were still as ice. With a touch of our lips together, I melted feeling you grow warm.

It was mine and yours first. Smiling with love, I looked up at Sagthillath as he glared at me, "How unbecoming, for the daughter of The Celestrial Palace to be like this. Have you no shame?" He questioned.

'Shame? isn't all fair in love and war.' I thought with a bewitching smile as I traced my lips with my fingers still warm from his touch, "Sagthillath, we will see each other again, and I hope you still remember me. The eye you took from him, the pain you gave him. I will return a hundredfold, you will break, you will shatter, and you will die in an eternal Hell of Damnation."

"For even when time ends and begins, your true end will never occur. Eternity will fade, but you will remain, for your existence will morph the very concepts of suffering." I spat with untamed hatred. "This will be my will as the holder of The Blood of Kings."

I could see Sagthilla shiver as he banished me along with everyone from the World of Drar'ethiul. Feeling the warm air of pure qi, my mind grew red as I bellowed at the Nine Hells. WHERE WAS HE?

Yet, neither Father nor Mother heeded my call. Arsene was gone, and I was without a path. Two months passed, and my mind grew slow and still as I stepped into his room, trying to get a wisp of his scent.

Unfortunately, all I saw was a naked whore, her finger between her legs as she moaned, calling for my man. "Arsene! Arsene!!" She would scream for his name.

Everything after that happened so quickly as the seal father had placed shattered. All I could remember was that time froze as my arm plunged into Isaella's chest, ripping her still-beating heart from her chest.

With a gasp, she stared at me as her mouth opened. Not lettering her have the chance to speak, I clenched her throat causing bones to crack, "HE IS MINE!!!" I Screamed in hysteria, ripping her soul from her body.

"HE IS MINE! MINE! MINE! MINE! MINE! MINE! MINE! MINE!" I yelled, tears streaming down like streams as I clenched the white flame in my hands.

A faint cry sounded as Isaella soul flame vanished from the Omniverse, never to appear again. The only remained piece of evidence being her still lifeless body still wet from her early activities.

"He is mine," I whispered one final time placing her still-beating heart back in her hand.