Monarch of Darkness, Arsene

“I-found-You,” He seethed out.

“Heavenly Night,” The steel voice of Tenebrae rang just as an invisible domain sprang into existence, shrowding the entirety of Noctem. I smiled: A Spatial Isolation Barrier.

“You!” The Stranger barked. “Because of you! YOU!!!!”

Crackles of laughter that could only be described as madness sprang from this ranker, tainting my ears. The Stranger shuddered, his ears and eyes already beginning to bleed, as a double edge sword the color of the skies of Iluthath sprang into his tight grip.

“For what he did. For my child, my love, and my brother! I, Zetene of the Skies! hereby challenge you, Arsene Snow, Monarch of The Endless Night.” Arcs of azure lightning blazed from his almighty voice. And in that chilling moment, I gazed upon the army of Flying Sword hovering to his rear, each radiating a supreme sword intent.

Overwhelmed by the sheer might weighing over my internal organs like a mountain, I couldn’t even find it in me to frown. How could I frown? When my toy just appeared. With such a sweet story.

“For my wife, Love, and brother?” I laughed, crackling as I felt my devilish words sink into his throat. “Did they scream? Did the child scream for their papa? Did it beg? Or did my brother make your wife torment it? How lovely. What a story that would make. I could just taste their despair.”

Embellishing in the euphoric taste of his Devil’s Heart, blazing like a maddening storm, the suffocating atmosphere intensified. Buildings that stood tall as mountains caved in one after the other, and devastation befell Nocturne. Not that it mattered. With the Spiral Isolation barrier, no life was lost, and all damage would vanish once the barrier was gone.

“Is that all it takes? A few words?” I sang, feeling my words sinking so deep into his heart that awakening images flickered through my mind enhancing the despair. “Cockhold, by your wife… Oh, Zariel, my dear lone brother, you absolute dog. It would be one thing to enslave her… but you did more than that, didn’t you? You twisted her heart, tainted her soul. All that brutality… all of it was done of her own volition. To brutally kill her infant son, how tasty. All the while, he made you watch. Did you enjoy it? Watching another ravage your wife before you? Did you like watching that look over her face? I bet she never showed it to you before. ”

“Stop it.” He muttered, his words so soft yet cold my laughter could only deepen.

“You screamed for her to stop! Screamed over and over! But the little whore kept on going! Head buried in a pillow, she just kept on going, despite your pleading despite it all. And what’s this? Is that your brother’s pile driving her? What a treat! Your own brother!”

“DIE!!!!!! Cataclysmic End!” He howled, bellowing to the skies, as the army of Flying Swords erupted as though they were stars. A blinding ray of flash followed, but like an eclipsing star, they vanished, dissipating into the endless night.

My gaze deepened, feeling my Forsaken Aura form a flame cloak around my body. I stared at the awakening storm within his heart, amused by the baptism of pain, hate, and torment weighing over his soul.

“Zetene, my friend, how could you attack? We were just getting to the best part. HAHA. You murdered your own brother and proceeded to rape your very wife. Pathetic.” I teased, bleeding his heart and soul of blood, in such a way his face paled. Even his hair began to turn ashen. “But despite her madness. Despite everything that happened. Despite murdering her baby and spreading her legs. She didn’t want you. She begged you to stop. Begged it.”

“STOP IT!!!!” He wildly cried as I laughed, tracking his movements the moment he lunged towards me with a sword in hand. ‘ HEAVENLY GENISIS!!!”

Nocting Noctem back, the Pride of my sin swelled around my blade, enhancing its terrifying power. My blade pierced forth, ready to strike at the horrifying strike of Zetene that would surely kill me if it landed.

Unfortunately

Awakening the Weave within me, understanding his weakness swelled into every fiber of my being. And without care, I attacked, just as my Forsaken Aura annihilated Zetene’s sword.

My blade found blood in the heart of my foe. The blood danced over my chilling gaze as a deafening explosion shattered the world beneath my feet alongside the endless stars within my realm.

The peculiar sounds of glass shattering chimed through my ear, signifying my higher realm attack.

My attack force had already been proven in battle. Lily had told me so last time I called upon the Sins. I only needed my enemy to let his guard down or, in Zetene’s case, become overwhelmed by grief and hate. I broke him again with my devil heart ability, and that gave me just what I needed.

A cry or perhaps of pained scream bellowed through the void of Noctem as I stood coldly within my realm. My arm throbbed with a dreadful backlash that quickly faded with my adaptation’s help. I sneered as the debris of an entire world parted under my gaze.

I stilled.

“Is this it?” I coldly said, staring at the head hovering in the skies. “Was this all you had to offer? Pathetic.”

“Kill me.” The head of Zetene said, his eye nothing but a hollow husk of what they were.

“Gladly. But your soul will never find piece. Welcome, Zetene, to my hell.” I told him, turning his head to ash with a flash of Abyssal Flames. I laughed, dismissing Noctem back into my soul; my gaze suddenly went wide as the entire realm reverted to its original state with the fading of Tenebrae’s spell. And before I knew it. The blistering metropolis had returned filled with life.

“Congrats, Sene!” Tene said, arriving with Lilith by her side.

“Agreed. That went unexpectedly easy.” Added Lilith. “Seems we were right telling you to use your full force. I just didn’t think you’d use your Devil’s Heart ability.”

A cheeky smile appeared. ” Of course, you didn’t think so. But aside from gauging how people felt, I haven’t used it. Because there were no useful opponents, I hoped to save this trump card for Zantar. I’ve already compiled a game plan on how to kill him. I’m about to Batman, that bastard.”

Lilith and Tene grinned and hooked their arms through mine on each side, pulling me towards the Palace.𝙗𝒆𝒅𝙣𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒏𝙚𝙩