Monarch of Darkness, Arsene

Walking into Trygve's office, I smiled as he fell to his knee. The scent of blood was all but present as I studied the ashen Brerson shivering in the corner. Confusion and horror were all but present as he opened his mouth to speak.

"Please don't. I am in no mood to hear what is so obvious to see," I commented, turning to Ezra, Zanris, and Silvia standing quickly behind me. "Trygve, say hello to your new master. Her name is..."

"I can introduce myself." Ezra venomously stated with a heavy blush. Clenching her fist within her french maid outfit, I merely frown.

"Really? from the way you look, all I see is a maid who needs to learn her place." I countered with a sinister grimace that silent Ezra to my disappointment.

Noticing my contempt for her obvious failure Ezra grew pale, lowering her head as I spat, "Do not lower your head, you fool. It's the little things that tell everything about you. Fuck, you may have power, but you have terrible skills when communicating."

Taking a few seconds, I could see Ezra shift towards the chilling individual I first encountered. Smelling the scent of sulfur emanating within the air, I smiled, "Good, but do not use the hells or your qi. It would be best if you emanated a powerful pressure without needed such external sources. I suggest you start watching me closely. It's all about body language."

Returning my attention towards Trygve still on one knee, I continued, "This is Ezra; she will act as my voice. Your goal is to fuck her over every chance you get, not physically, of course, but rather politically. Destroy her."

Opening her mouth wide, I saw Trygve nodded without hesitation, "By your will, my master, but what shall I do regarding my son?"

"Mmmmm, I am trying to have a meeting with his god, Loki. So leave him for now, heal his injuries but place a seal upon his dantian. Should he try to run or cultivate, he will cripple himself." I voiced as Brerson turned pale as a sheet.

"You!!!! You can't do that! Father, stop this nonsense you are..."

Flashing Zanris brutally ripped his jaw from his body, consuming the entire room with blood and gore. A scream filled in anguish filled the room as she frowned, "So noisy, but it's fine. Zanris will... Master, can Zanris keep him?"

"Huh?" I voiced, feeling a sadistic smile rising within Zanris's expression,

"I...I like how he screams. Zan feels...Zan feels wet, down there."

opening our mouths wide, both Ezra and I backed away as a horrifying thought came to me. Would all those I turn become sadists? Or was this...was this always within her?

"You may have him, but keep him alive. Should his god appear, please do contact me." I requested, watching as a familiar crimson light-filled Zanris eyes.

Clenching his throat Zanris gave a pure innocent smiled filled with sin. "I will name you ted or Mr. Bear. Shall we see if I can't stuff you into a doll? Zanris always wanted to have a man-size teddy bear!!!"

Watching as their bodies fade, I felt rather baffled, "Am I slacking? This must be it. Why the hell am I the one feeling out of place?"

Shaking my head, I returned my attention to Trygve, shivering at the words Zanris spoke, "Now then, tell me about your cult."

"I cannot, my lord, " Trygve stated in fear as I could feel the heavens begin to lock down this space. "I have made a very complex oath that forbids me speaking about who I work for. While I have not betrayed them yet, it's only a matter of time before I am struck down."

"Looks like you will be my second. How disdainful, I thought it would be some sexy minx." I spat, glaring daggers into the foolish man.

Clitting my tongue, a massive veil of darkness shrouded his office before I tapped his head. Flooding his soul with Soulforce, Trygve grew extremely pale, but the drain upon me was ten times worse than before as I fell to my knees in sweat.

With my vision failing, I forced my eyes to remain open as I didn't dare fall asleep. Watching dark tentacles rise from the void, I faintly cursed.

"Fucking soul benders. You all are cheats!" Ezra spat as Silvia remained quiet, staring at me with absent eyes.

"Yura really messed you up," I whispered, rising back up as I drew closer towards the girl who was once eccentric. "Where is that fire you once had, girl?"

"i...I am a whor..."

"My god," I yelled, chopping the fool in her head, "Grow up! Wanna see what a whore is like? Today we will definitely go towards the southern district. I will let you see what a whore is. Let's observe how twenty guys are running through her."

"I..."

"I will show you them stuffing gold upside her ass as she screams for more. If you wish to be a whore I can..."

"NO!!! Please don't make me watch." Silvia yelled as tears poured from her eyes. "I su... I sucked your... I liked it."

"Well, it's here anytime you want it," I said, smirking as Ezra opened her eyes wide. "It's a natural response, and it's not like I will tell anyone. Your secret is safe with me."

Sending Ezra a chilling glace to quiet her from speaking, I continued, "If you ever want to continue, just come to me, girl. There is so much we can do. "

"But Master..."

"Will never find out." I lied with a sadistic smile.

Lilith is going to kill your ass... Assuming we don't fuck. Well, maybe she will be open to the idea of a three-way.

Laughing at my thought, I snickered to myself, "Ezra, since Tgyve is out of commission, you are to take over with the planning. You may use my name, but this must look elegant and ready."

"Yes...Mas...Master" Ezra bitterly dragged out.

Nodding, I suddenly paused, "take Silvia with you." I said, leaving without care.

Looking up at the sun high up in the air, I left walking the streets of the Northern District as hundreds of eyes began following me like a hawk.

It was not long before an army of a few hundred approached. Many of them were young, their eyes drooling with greed. Knowing what they were after, I smiled, walking away as they followed. However, by the end, when I arrived at my destination, it was not just nobles, but rather commoners and thralls all gathered together.