"How the hell did he get captured?" I asked, smiling as I imagined Arsene pouting in a dark room. "Prison and Arsene do not mix. I can't believe he would head there."
"Oh really, and does coming to my party without my knowledge than fainting for days help your case? and when the hell did you start using Abyssal Qi?" Father boomed, slapping the back of my head.
Tearin' up, I pouted, "Sorry, papa, especially how I acted when I used my abyssal qi. It's not intentional. It's just I feel like a different person using it."
Rolling his eyes, he sat back on his throne, clearly annoyed, "You really pulled a fast one. Yura and Lilith, I didn't think your would do such a thing. Not only that, you convinced your sister to join you. Mind telling me what you did. That little minx has been scamming me for years. I can't imagine what she made you give up."
"Ezra? It was quite easy; I promised her a seat at the King's table. Is that not what all demons and Devils want. Not many can be like Bahamut and Azeroth. They are bound to Hells for all eternity, forever trapped under your rule." I indifferently said, "Ezra is no different. While she is your daughter, she will always be under your rule. As an independent woman and a cultivator with high ambitions, do you think she wishes for that?"
Losing his smile, Father stared deeply into my eyes, "You are starting to act like Arsene. Tell me, girl, do you really wish to battle the Court of Nox?"
"Of course, why not." I coldly replied, somehow offended by his question, before a gate of brimstone materialized before me.
"Do you think you can win?"
"Father, that may be the dumbest thing you have ever said. I am the Daughter of the Abyss. If I cannot defeat the Court of Nox, then what good am I? Plus, I am not alone. He is growing just like me." I lovingly said, remembering his touch. With a longing gleam, I shook my head.
"Do you know who will be creating his trial within Midgard?" he lightly ask as my body began to fade in and out. "The Second Pince of hell, Sitri"
Paling at the name I appeared in Midgard, "Sitri... he and Beleth, are true demons." Gritting my teeth, abyssal qi flashed through my mind chilling my thoughts as I appeared at my day job in Hallr. I had been gone for a while, but Oliva was here to take care of things.
Turning to me with teary eyes, she glared at me, "My lady, thank god. THese people are monsters... it never ends. Why is such a job a thing." she complained, pointing to the thousands of papers in the distance.
"Yes, yes, I know, but I need you to head to Butcher's bay and Keep an eye out on Arsene. he seems to have gotten imprison."
"How? he is literally one with the darkness, he could easily escape from anywhere. And this region is only the outer. The only strong presence is maybe the Vanir Clan but even then, the strongest there. is..."
"Yes, I know, but it's Arsene. He wanted to experience prison life for some reason. Maybe his ass might get to experience it as well." I curtly said, giggling at my man being...stop it, Lilith bad girl.
"Damn, are you sure you're a masochist? But do you think Arsene is fine if we...you know. Strap one on and just go to town." Lili suddenly said as I blushed.
"I don't see why not. We can always ask or just give him a surprise... Some men are into that, I think. At least Zel was." I mischievously said with a hit of drool.
"Lady Yura?" Oliva shouted.
"Oh, sorry, go to Arsene and give him a...What do you call it? I never understood those highly advanced worlds. I believe they said it was a smartphone. We can communicate with that. I need him to gather a few materials for me while I'm in Midgard. Plus, he can develop his battle technique."
"As you wish, my lady, but is he not at your level already? From what I heard, he has really evolved since coming here." Oliva said as I shrugged.
"Just do as I say. I have my plans." I lightly exclaimed with a longing gleam. Arsene needed to train, and this is the best opportunity for him to grow stronger. The second Prince, Sitri, is ruthless. It will not be surprising if he tells Arsene to kill the King of Midgard or Steal the Sacred flame from the Light Elves.
Watching Olivia flicker away, I sat at my desk, sighing, "Little Sister, why are you here? Don't you have anything better to do?" I lightly asked, resting my eyes. I was still fatigued from using Abyssal qi.
"Onee-chan, no need to be so mean," Erza shouted rudely, sitting on my desk. "I just wanted to know our next move."
"Oh, that, is it not simple. Within a month, I will visit Aunty Yggdrasil. I want her permission to use the Nine Realms as my base. As I said, the Fall of Midgard is the start of everything. This will be my base of operations. While she is retired, it will be rude not to ask her personally."
Licking her lips, Ezra smiled, summoning two goblets; I could feel a contradiction on to itself. Both Holy and Evil mixed into a single cup. I studied the engravings sketched into their edges. There was a nefarious pentagram pulsing with sin. In contrast, the emblem of an angel with long black wings could be seen at the center, its eyes simmering with power.
"Well, it looks like I need to start pulling my weight. Shall we Lilith, Straight form fathers collection. To our victory." Ezra whispered with a dark light. A look of vicious intent radiating out as she poured a black mist into my goblet.
With a gulp fill with fear, I could feel a great evil rising out, tearing Midgard apart. The very heavens began to darken and scream as the mist began to twirl with a beckoning sparkle.
"Lu...Lucifer's?"
"Correct, but it's the goblets that hold the true power. It was said his majesty shared a rather special drink with a lower being. A being of pure evil that controls the entire 4th dimension in his rise to power."
"That's impossible; the laws would never...."
"they feared him, Yura. They all feared him. He did not use the Dao of the Heavens. No, he was too prideful to accept heaven's help. He was above it all, controlling the concepts like dirt and creating new ones when he was bored."
Taking a deep breath, I looked down at the swirling midst of chaos, feeling the name was upon the tip of my tongue. It was as if the Abyss was speaking his name, yet...I was not ready to know, much less speak it.
"Who was he," I whispered in a hushed tone raising my cup filled with sin.
"He held no name, only a mask." Ezra lightly said with a frightful tone meeting her's with mine.
Ding
Hearing the clanking of metal against each other, I closed my eyes, taking a sip of pure unfiltered sin as my eyes turned dark as night. Like I was within a surge of darkness, I saw two beings of absolute drink with each other. Yet, as if they knew I was watching, they turned to me. Shivering, I opened my eyes, feeling a chill run through my spine.
I could see them smiling at me as if they already knew everything. Gulping down, abyssal qi ran through my mind calming the fear as I felt Mother's soft, comforting aura around me.
"Head to Alfheim, contract the Dökkálfar(Dark Elves) and Ljósálfar(Light Elves). Dökkálfar is not prominent in Alfheim, but their origins were created there. Should their kings not comply, do not attack but contract the great dragons. Form there, I will take over."