Monarch of Darkness, Arsene

Chapter 91: Demon

Chapter 91: Demon

"Arsene, please," Jane begged as she sat across from me.

"Please, no tears, my dear. It would be a waste for you to destroy your hard work preparing for this dinner." I curtly mentioned, "Bring 'it' out."

Hearing my command, my eyes slowly began to glow as I watched my chefs rush out, laying the entire table in a matter of seconds. In but a moment, the entire table was filled with Tray Wayee. Even I must say he smelt divine.

Bitting her delicate lips, I watched as she plumped up her breast against the table, a rather involuntary move as they were a massive set of weaponry. Trey was a lucky man, well, at least until he met me.

"Eat, Jane; I am rather starved. It's been about two days since I last ate." I demonically whispered, sending a shiver down Janes's spine, " it's not poisoned. I would never defile my meal. Not for anyone."

Gripping her spoon, I watched as she stared at the soup before us. Taking a little taste, her eyes widen in amazement as she looked up, "...It tastes like home...What is it?"

"Secrets, my dear." I whispered, laughing inwardly, "eat; I'm sure you haven't consumed anything since that day. Feast to your heart's content."

Diggin in alongside Jane, I was rather impressed by my chefs. It was their first time cooking human, but it was rather delicious and very rich in qi. Although not enough to make my breakthrough.

Jane had somewhat become enamored with her meal as tears slowly began falling from her face the more she ate. I could hear her muttering the names of her children along with her late husband as she bit into a slice of chicken...or is it a human. I never really had to name it.

"Arsene...What is this," she questioned, tears of blood slowly falling from her cheeks—a look of confusion and heartbreak radiating from her as she dropped her fork and knife—perspiration flowing from her pores as she trembled.

"Hmmm, it was oddly delicious. I must praise the chefs. It was their first time cooking such a delicacy." I said with a smile as horror began to surface on Jane's face. "It was your husband, Trey Wayee, my dear. No homo, but he was good."

Bursting in laughter, I snapped as a massive screen appeared, replaying the gorgeous woman stuffing her cheeks with her husband. A look of gluttony was visible as I clenched my stomach. "Its...hah-hahaha hahaha,....Damn ....hahahahaha this is hilarious."

puking a mouthful of blood and her meal up, I froze, shooking my head, pointing towards the foul blood filled with various chunks of digested meat, "Eat it, do not waste what was given to you."

"A-A-Ars-Arsene"

"I said eat it." I coldly spat, "It was not a request, Jane, eat it."

Despair radiated from her as Jane slowly lifted her arm; elevating the bloody chunks of Trey, she stuffed it into her mouth, giving a mournful whimpered. Hearing the soft chewing of puke and blood, I grinned viciously.

"Now, isn't that better?" I asked with ridicule. "he will be with you now. Be grateful, my dear. He will live on inside you."

"Why are you doing this to me? Why me? Why my family. Please just let them go." She hollered, her mouth stained with red as tears flew by. Her eyes seemed as hollow as her soul as she looked down. Quaking like a lost child.

Going silent, I smiled, "Was it not you who tried to kill me during the war council. Was it not you who interfered in the forest of Serien? Jane, did you think I forget such things? No one is free...I remember all who crossed me. ALL!!!"

Slamming my arm against the table, I felt the ring of bael quiver as I arose, "YOU FUCKED WITH ME!!! I can do whatever the fuck I want with you. I could have you raped by every man within Pendrgan right above your husband's grave if I wanted to. I could make you scream their names as they run you through like you were cattle. Your cultivation means nothing if you have such an obvious weakness."

"Get on your damn knees!" I yelled as a video of her children appeared on the screen. Shuddering, Jane fell to her knees, crying as she begged, "Please just let them go...Please.'

Losing my early anger, I sighed, "You really are a good mother, Jane. Were we not enemies, I would have truly loved to get to know you. Here is the deal, I swear to release your children; their lives are meaningless to me. I will even protect them, but you must die."

"Huh!? I-I-I need to die?" She asked in confusion before looking up at her teary eye children looking down at her, screaming for their mother and father. "My babies...My babies."

"Yes, you must die," I repeated, handing her a contract, "Sign this, and all will be explained...I mustn't say what will happen if you don't, right?"

"Reading the contract, Jane stared at me with hollow eyes, "...will they really be cared for? Will they really be protected."

"Yes, I will hand them to the Snows for care. Giving them a billion zel to live off from. You may even choose a protector. I don't really care, but this is the deal." I cruelly stated, gazing at the broken woman before me.

"You're a demon, Arsene Snow. Greyson may hold that title, but you are truly a being of pure evil. I don't know how Emma could birth a hellspawn such as you." She yelled, dropping a single drop of blood upon the contract.

With indifference, I sneered in contempt, "YOu may speak with your children Jane. For this may be the last time you will ever see them again."

Flashing away, I appeared in a dark room as a shadow fell to his knees, "What is thy will, my master." he respectfully asked, a hint of fear pulsing from his body.

"Place a seal on the children. I want them to live peacefully and die before the age of fifteen, not even aware of what happened." I commanded, "Give them a good life. What I did was rather cruel even for me."

Arching his brow, I could see the confusion on Shadow's hidden face. He has yet to master the art of the mask. Then again, only one had ever mastered the Way of the Mask, and that was Grey. Smiling, I stepped away, running through all that happen today.

Marquess Jane will be a handy tool, but once she dies, we will be down a powerful toy. Ashna is not like me and grey, but she should not be underestimated. There may be ancient formations laid down when we arrive.

Staring out at the Night Sky, I basked in its glory as I stepped away. Entering the Realm of Eternal Night once more.

"my War has officially begun."