Monarch of Darkness, Arsene

The stage was set, and I could feel her icy stare from a distance. Gesturing to empty space to hold, I stepped out from space beside Greyson. Grabbing his broad shoulders, a great thunderous noise echoed into my heart. I froze for but a moment. Sending the man a soft stare, I patted his shoulder.

It had lasted for less than a second, but I saw nothing but endless darkness and pain. It was heartbreaking, simply watching her hover over us.

"It's for her," I said to comfort his broken heart. "It's for her."

Slowly nodding, he bitterly smiled, "Is it all set?" He inquired, but his gaze never left the marble eyes of Ashna.

"So there was a scheme after all, and here I thought you simply wished for me to appear? Are you sure you don't want a taste? If you can make me cum, I am more than willing to forgive your past transgression.. I swear your wife's body can hand so much more than I give her credit for."

"Leave... I will handle the rest," I coldly said.

"No, just do it. I am growing tired of this." Grey softly said, sending a deep glance towards Grace covered in a barrier. Facing the formation that still appeared within the skies.

"She is not fully into this realm yet. Do you think it will be enough? We should wait till her body if fully materialized," I cautioned, feeling Grey was underestimating the power of a God.

"You all know I can hear you?"

"Indeed, that's why we are talking so causally," Grey replied, "But it will not hurt our plan. Tell me, Ashna, what do you know about abyssal demons?"

"Not much; the most we know is from what we see in Lilith and that bitch by your side." She said, causing my lips to rise. Hovering on the ground alongside Grey, we came to eye level with Ashna's body slowly beginning to materialize.

"It's not a surprise. It is, after all, a rare race. I am sure not even that prince you follow understands its complex nature."

"You believe I follow Sitri? A blasted Devil! One of the foulest creatures to walk the Bed of Chaos!"Ashna venomously shouted, flicking the sleave of her silver robe.

"Well, it doesn't really matter now, does it, "Said Greyson with cold hard eyes as her body finally materialized within Midgard. Sending me a glance, the formations around Ashna suddenly froze, turning a deep shade of black.

Sneering in my direction, she chuckled, "Is that your little scheme? Take control of my formation and kill me?"

"They say killing a cockroach is an impossible task! Especially one like yourself I tried years ago, and years later, you still lived. So I came up with a different scheme this time," Greyson lightly told as Zanris and Silvia flickered to my side with vibrant smiles.

"So she indeed got away. You owe me, Grey. You owe me big time," Zan said to Grey with a stone-cold glare.

"And I shall deliver; I hear Mr. Bear needs a friend. How about I convince Arsene to allow your... practice to continue."

"My God, ARe you mad!" Silvia shouted, "Do you know what she did? How young they were?"

"I don't perpetually care at this point." Greyson indifferently said, eying Ashna, who did not dare make a move, and the two monsters that hovered just outside the formation.

Narrowing her dark amber eyes, a holy divinity began to ripple through the air. Watching a wave of flame begin to appear, my lips simply curled up as the flame started to darken. Slowly beginning corrupted by my energy, the holding light started to wain, twisting into a dark, sinful light.

"Eh?"

"You got it?" He asked in haste,

"Yeah, I got it."

Suddenly Ashna began to bleed from her eyes as my Qi separated itself from within her body. She had used my qi that was mixed into the souls of these pitiful lambs from the start. When one needs to teleport, they must push Qi into every fiber of their body. While most would know what energy they are using to teleport, Ashna needed excess qi and sacrifices to appear full of her. For what reason, I cannot say, but I knew what I needed to do. The orb Greyson threw was filled with my abyssal Qi. I just simply turned it into soul energy to allow it into her body with her none too wiser.

(A/N: Will explain why she needed souls next chapter.)

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!~" Screaming from the top of her lungs, Ashna howled, glaring as blood began to trickle from her pores.

"What have you done to me?" She bellowed, gathering a horrifying divinity into the air.

"We needed you here, of course," I said, stepping in front of everyone. "Greyson would not help us if we didn't go along with his plan, so it came to this."

"What of the staff?" She screamed. "Are you just going to abandon Lilith?"

"Oh, don't worry about that. Just focus on living." Greyson stated, "I can't afford for you to die. You are actually quite useful to me alive."

"I am a god now... how can you! What have you done to me!" She screamed, releasing such a power everyone was forced from the skies and onto the ground. Groaning blood began to drip from our lips as I opened my palm in haste.

"Take it out now!" Grey screamed!

"Kill them now!" Andor roared, sharing to me as a small crystal shot from Ashna's body and into my hands. Sending it into my very heart, I could see the glint of realization within Ashana's eyes.

"Why... why would you need that?" She asked, confused as her very body returned to normal. The blood that tricked endlessly down her skin had begun to fade as she appeared totally rejuvenated. Free of all wounds.

"Don't worry about it. Just know you will suffer," I stated as the formation surrounding Ashna dissolved away, fulfilling its last purpose. Although in truth, it did nothing but keep everyone on their toes. As I said to Grey, I could not control the formation, just add to it.

"You think you can stop me? None of you are even World Gods, and you think you can stop me?" Ashna bellowed, extinguishing the flames that covered Sa'ar in an instant. However, none of us felt fear.

"If I remember correctly. Ashna, you were a new god, correct? I am sure you haven't completely recovered, but even so, could you battle a mid god?" Siad Greyson shifted his gaze towards Grace, who remained still in the distance.

Watching the flash of a goddess appear, snatching the young Maiden by the neck. She smiled, enjoying squeezing the very life form Graces pale lips.

"Grace darling, it has been quite some time." She lustfully said, kissing her lips.

"Fre... Freya!" Said the young Maiden, completely at the mercy of The Vanir's new Queen.

(A/n: It was stated that Freya was on her way ch.352)

"So my darling remembers," Said Freya sending everyone a chilling stare, "And here I thought, you would remain faithful to me."

"You cursed me."

"Ragnar took you away from me," she fired back, stroking her hair as though she was a doll, "No need to be fearful. I can bring you back after I sever your head. Although I don't think you will remember Ragnar. Such a fool, taking what's mine."

Amused by her words, I shifted my attention towards the ugly expression twisting like that of the demons by Arsene's side. To think that a goddess who represented a holy order would hold such a face.

"It would seem you have lost all your leverage." Said Greyson, "But your death will not be of any use not anymore. I have plans, Ashna. Plans just for you. But please do run. " He fiendishly stated, turning around to leave, "Ah, I almost forgot, Welcome to Midgard."