Monarch of Darkness, Arsene

Standing outside the misty pillar, piercing through the water to the surface, I couldn't help but marvel at this place, crafted beneath the water. Despite being in an enormous bubble that supplies oxygen and other elements to survive, it was a utopia of aquatic wildlife down here.

But what was strange was that even if there wasn't water down here, I could still feel it passing over me. Almost like everything around me was an illusion: Priest Larim called it the phantom Illusion, the planet created. It wasn't restricting to Sene and me at our level, but it felt weird.

Quickly taking note that something was coming down the pillar of mist above, I could not help but giggle at Arsene's brooding expression, sulking in a corner as Arkanos and Little Ty tried to appease him. But like a child, Arsene had his head turned, giving everyone the silent treatment.

Standing on a magical formation, I gave a wave the closer down Arsene, and the other came. Landing down, I could see his eyes flash to me, "You!" he howled! "You cheated!"

"I used an Arte of my race. How is it cheating? Unlike you who relinquish their body to someone else. I played fair!" I reasonably argued although I do kinda feel like I did cheat. Time itself doesn't really exist for Sene and me in this lower realm, and time travel itself is impossible for most people. However, it is broken of Izavith to create something like this.

Arsene didn't know this, but the entire time he was riding Ty for the last two days, I was but an illusion. By semi-traveling back in time with enough time to cast this Arte perfectly, I could basically create a perfect clone of myself with all my abilities to fight alongside me till I dismiss it. It's a crazily broken ability as there is no limit to it. Even if my real body dies in battle, if a single clone lives, that clone would become my real body. There is a reason Izavith is known as the abyssal devour. Her battle prowess is unmatched, although the price almost killed me. I had to head to the Hells to get Father's help. Sene and I really need to start collecting treasure and various precious materials.

Arsene's eyes could not portray any more displeasure as he firmly crossed his arms. "You cheated,"

"A Shadowfell that has the bloodline of a devil shouldn't say such things. How many people have you cheated? Take the L. I shall be expecting you in the Pale Gate. It will seem, something is brewing, and Death wishes we take part. It could be significant. He called it a Festival as all four Horseman Gates would be involved. I needn't remind you the Court of Nox has the other Three Gates."

Snorting a bit, Arsene pouted, "you still cheated! I hate you!"

"My god! Sene, you are acting like a child! This can't be the first time you lost!"

"It's the first time I lost this bad!" He cried.

"Shall we get moving," Siegfried awkwardly involved himself, struggling to stand still within the water-like atmosphere we presided in.

Swimming without care, Arkanos and Ty looked to be enjoying themselves as they circled our bodies.

Locking my arms through Arsene's arms, I ignored his tormented expression and took him to the air. Glaring at me, I could not help but sigh, "Your a sore loser. Is your pride so high you can't lower it for your own wife who tapped that ass!" I viciously spat, and he nodded without hesitation.

Rolling my eyes, I couldn't be bothered to argue with Sene anymore. He will get over it at some point.

Soaring through the skies, I glanced back at Kurt and then Sene. "How do you think we can get a hold of the target?"

"Walk around and arrogantly proclaim we are looking for a low-life bastard working for the Court of BLood." He indifferently declared, startling me.

"Are you sure? What about the Knight of Hell? This is a part of his territory."

If he shows, I will summon Freya to team up with Ty. We can persuade him after we tear off a few legs. If he is loyal to your house, however, he should lower his pride and.."

"It's humorous you have the gall to talk about pride. Lower yours, and let's see if Karthronig will lower his." I interrupted.

Arsene held a crooked smile, and I laughed. "Your Sins are making you stupid. Whatever, I will let you handle this. I have to go soon anyway. You remember Gauis, right?" Nodding his head, I continued, "Some powerful people are hunting him, and he needs your forgiveness. He, along with his family, are in the Pale Gate. They are safe there, but I don't like them in my home."

"your home?"

I nodded, "All of the Abyss is my home. The stronger I get, the more access I will have."

Arsene frowned a bit and turned to me, "Why are you never really concerned over Prices? The price for that Arte you used should be massive."

"Tell me, Sene, what can hurt you when you're all-powerful? Sure, none of us are at that level, but you ignore low-level price because you know nothing will come of it. You may lose a few followers, but it will be insignificant. The only important person to me is you. Who has a High God dragon at his side and Freya. You will be fine. As for me, well, I have my Abyssal Artes. Plus, I have Father to pay my debt off. He is such a good father. I didn't even have to blackmail him this time."

"Good to know I'm not the only one who is being bullied. No wonder GOD put a restriction on your race. All of you are bullies."

"Said that damn devil cannibal. Yet again, do you not see the irony!" I mocked as Arsene arched his head.

"I'm a man, woman! I can be as hypocritical as possible!" he pridefully declared as my fist crashed into the family jewels!

"Idiot." I coldly spat, rolling my eyes.

Touching my stomach, I glanced at the twisted face of Arsene and chuckled.. Soaring away without a second thought, I headed West, where I gazed upon the massive metropolis below the water.