Monarch of Darkness, Arsene

"I shall be fine, worry not, I was actually looking forward to this meeting. To gaze upon Lady Aiza once more, how could I miss out on this chance?" Zelos feebly uttered, stepping through the double doors alongside me with a smile.

"You are one mad man to be still pining after that!" I chuckled, slapping his back, "She is a madwoman, Zelos. No good can come from her."

"Then you must have never had pussy from those who are mad or crazy. The things they will do and try will turn your world upside down, my friend," He solemnly whispered as the echoes of a cough echoed from behind.

"So I am mad now?" The sweet voice of Aiza fluttered about in the air, "How I have missed that sweet mouth of your's Zelos. I told you my bed is always open."

Why the hell is she offended about being called mad?

Standing straight as a spear at her words, Zelos's shriveled body hummed with life appearing a hundred years younger, "Don't toy with me, Aiza!"

Licking her lips, she smiled, leaning into his chest as her hands traced over his crotch in a slow seductive manner, "I have always wondered what you taste like? To have you bent over my table and—"

"See, crazy!" I shouted as Zelos smiled,

"Seems I have more of a reason to live!"

Shaking my head, I left his side, heading for the round table, each with a particular throne that glowed with vibrant color. Finding the silver-gold throne that shimmered with the Dao of Slaughter and Chaos, I took my seat.

Growing slightly solemn, Aiza proceeded upon her blackened throne while Zelos took to his Azure throne.

"Zelos?! By the Hells, your old ass is still alive!" The Joyous jeer of Vulron boomed within our ears, "And If it isn't Aiza! Still carrying your resting bitch face, I see! You will never find yourself a man you know if you don't learn to smile."

"I am smiling,"

"Than maybe you should stop!" he roared in laughter, taking a seat upon the throne burning with golden flames. Flashing me a smile with his powerful jaw and azure eyes, he continued, "Aeron, I see you finally awoke. Did you learn anything?"

"Can you be any noisier, Vulron? I can hear your damn voice through the very halls," Said the lazy voice of Talos, who passed through the threshold of our Grand War Room.

"Talos, you lazy fuck! How have you been! Still, an introvert, I see; come take a seat!" Vulron roared with his booming voice shaking the walls around us.

Grunting Talos, sighed, with his head low, taking a seat upon the grey throne that reeked of death and decay. Resting his hands upon his chin, his messy hair covered his hazel eyes. "Where is Selna?"

"Here," She uttered, appearing in her rather revealing clothing, possessing a set of goods that could feed an entire family. Plumping her assets up, she hung them upon the head of Talos, "Did you miss me, Little Tal?"

Not in the least face, Talos pulled Selna's breast away from his eyes without emotion, "Why is it you play these games with only me?"

Blushing a bit, Selna pulled away, holding her chest with a wrong expression, "Aiza! Tal is mean!"

"You damn cow! Take a seat so we may begin!" Aiza shouted with an envious expression.

Shooting air from her nose, Selna puffed her cheeks cutely, finding herself upon her scarlet throne with a bord expression.

Shaking my head at the odd three, my expression grew grim, "Now then. We also have a few guests that will be joining.

"Is this not a close meeting?" Talos uttered in an annoyed fashion, sinking deeper into his throne.

"I am afraid not," The voice of Soloman rang from the walls itself, appearing by my side with a smile that turned the faces of everyone at my table grim.

"THe bloody Hell is he doing here!" Vulron thundered in anger, rising from this golden throne, "YOu fucking bastard, you dear appear here!"

"Calm yourself, Boy," Said Yael, calmly stepping from out of the threshold in a slow, patient manner. "I see you are still impatient as ever. When will you ever learn?"

"What is going on?" Selna expressed in a tone that had me shaking as a bloody light filled her sterling eyes.

Placing his hands upon her shoulder, Talos lazily groaned, "Calm yourself, not here, take a breath."

Glaring with an icy look, the bloodlust within Selna slowly began to fade, revealing the silver glow everyone grew to appreciate.

"Seems everyone is here!" Loki suddenly stated, clapping with a childlike smile. "And here I thought Blood would be spilled."

"Enough," I uttered in a commanding tone, silencing everyone, "We are here to discuss one person, And that is Arsene Snow."

"Why else would I be here?" Said Loki with a devilish smile, "The King, and Shadow, rulers of the Overworld, has taken quite the interest in the one that goes by the name of Arsene Snow."

"King and Shadow? What happened to--"

"Dead, his head now hangs outsides the castle to serve as a warning." Loki grimly said, shocking everyone at the table, Soloman and Yael included.

Placing his hands behind his back, Yael's smile stretched thin, "Snake, what is it you wish to say?"

"But of course, the King and Shadow want you all to know that Arsene Snow, Eldest of the Second Sin, is not to be touched. This also includes the little angel that overstepped and sat upon the Heavenly Throne."

"And what of our realm? What of the Bed of Chaos?" I asked, watching Yael's expression slowly begin to grow darker.

"What of it? The King and Shadow care not for what happens to it. They may have killed the former ruler, but there are still those that share his ambition. War is coming," Loki stated, oddly enough as if to help us.

"And you are just willing to share this with us?" uttered Talos sharply, without a trace of his lazy nature.

"My loyalty is to the Shadow and the King, not the Overworld. "

"Snake in the grass!" Voltron howled, with fire in his eye, "What is going on, Snake! Who are this King and Shadow you speak of?"

"Indeed," Soloman darkly uttered, slightly arching his chin high, "And why is it we have never heard of them?"