Monarch of Darkness, Arsene

Tamiel staggered with a dazed expression, his hair wet with sweat. “Arsene…” He wildly laughed, billowing with necrotic energy. “I swear… I swear I’ll kill you.”

Having nothing to say to Tamiel, divinity filled my eyes as I watched an entire army of gods descend from the Heavens. Their aura locked upon me in a perpetual state of wrath I could feel down to my core.

The ground beneath my feet splintered within a sea of unending cracks while the ceiling of the library tore open, revealing countless foreign faces.

“Brother of the Silver Devil.” I heard one say.

“Devil of Hell.”

“Sin of the Abyss”

“God Eater”

“Blood Dias”

One by one, over twenty men and women called to me titles I either heard or didn’t. It felt like it was my goddamn birthday, with the countless number of random people approaching me to honor my existence.

Titles were one thing, but the killing intent swarming each of their hearts was another. It was as if I had fucked their mother or sisters in a past life. They were pissed. A feat I was quite proud of. It’s not every day you could anger monsters such as them.

“Did you do something to them?” Vita curiously inquired, nudging my shoulder.

“Honestly?” I shook my head. ” I’ve no idea. People will always find something to hate. So why not me? I make the world a better place.”

“Arsene… urg. Must you always be so narcissistic?” She rebutted bitterly.

“Ummm, My Lord.’I heard Killian call wryly. ” Why am I here? I don’t even hold a rank in the Omnis Rankings. How am I supposed to help?”

“You got this Killian. I believe in you. Just buy your Master time.” I told him, fixing my gaze on the battle between Mephisto, Enoch, and Noctua. A name I quite like. Noctua… it sounds pretty cool. I ought to name a weapon or a pet that. Noctua…. Hmmm. If I asked, I wonder if Mephisto would gift me him as a pet.

He seemed like someone who would. My hell could use a pet aside from Gad.

Snapping out of my intrusive thoughts, I clapped my hands together, gathering Vita’s and Gadreel’s attention. ” You two buy me some time.”

“Eh?”

Ignoring Vita’s blank stare of shock and anger, I continued. ” Yes. Protect me. Go out there and kill someone. I’ll tell you to retreat later.”

Izavith gritted her teeth angrily. “You had better have made a good plan.”

I ignored her as she stomped over the ground, piercing up with a blade in her hand. Dead Laws parted at her aura that erupted like a red star, expanding into an abyss of darkness, devouring everything it touched.

I stared hard, not truly at Vita, whose sword intent, power, and technique reign supreme within her hands. Rather, I stared at the Laws around her and how they behaved to her monstrous nature. And how they reacted when the other gods began to ‘perform’ before my eyes.

I learned something vital when I saw Ishar battle against the Angels during our last small war. All things within the Myriad Heavens held the blood of our Lord within them. Be it Humans or Angels. It’s what made Ishar so dangerous.

A/N: Devils/Demons are the only exception.

She was essentially calling on the power of a supreme entity that existed in a greater plain of existence. This was essentially the peak of all Blood Laws and the origin of all life forms, just as we each contain the ‘Breath’ of the One. We also hold his blood. However… there exists another source of power.

Qi originates from the Law, and the laws form the Primordials like Tenebrae. However, for some reason, neither Tenebrae, Hellmaster, nor Mithra can use their true power. Tene claimed that it was due to the Father forbidding it. I, however, held another theory.

When Primordial Avatars are born, they essentially have a limited amount of power to use. Some, like Hellmaster, are capable of more. That’s why he is the strongest. He is able to use some of the power held in his main body. But Tenebrae can’t. What if… What if the reason for this is due to Hellmaster tapping into power nodes used by God and Abyss? And what if he doesn’t even know this?

Despite eternities, neither Lucifer nor any of the major powers are capable of surpassing Hellmaster. Sure, they are growing in strength each year or cycle. But no matter how much time passes. They can’t surmount that level. 𝗯𝗲𝗱𝗻𝗼𝘃𝐞𝐥.𝗰𝗼𝐦

Zariel created the Path of Paragon, a feat I’ve yet to touch despite fulfilling all the requirements. It’s a Path I believe he hasn’t finished yet, but the result is pure perfection. I can’t refute that. It’s the ultimate path. But the foundation of how everyone got there is wrong.

Paragon wasn’t made for our particular type of Qi. It was meant for powers like Abyss-chan as a way to temper themselves. Paragon is the ultimate mastery of skill between body and mind. But Archeaon will be…

“It’ll be the evolution into something that’ll surmount the Primordial’s true selves.” Opening my palm before Heaven and Earth, before the Dead Laws. The Breath of the Father and the Blood of the Seraphim Tamiel gathered within each of my palms.

“Arsene!!!!!!!” Tamiel roared, piercing towards me, surrounded by a blaze of Seraphic Flames tainted by Nectoric Qi. The dao of perfection billowed and crashed like a never-ending wave of destruction, deteriorating the dead laws around me, breaking them down even further than they already were.

I watched with fascination at the anger, the Wrath portrayed by the Fallen Watcher. And called forth Wrath and Pride surrounding the blood of the Fallen. Sensing his blood react to two of the seven sins, I felt more sins gather in my palm. Not as strong as wrath or pride, but I could feel them being pulled from his blood.

I’m not proficient enough with blood to use Blood Laws like Ishar, but… I had the Path of Abyss Night, a cultivation manual that altered causality to my whim. I didn’t need to master blood laws like that… not yet.

“Master!” Killian howled, appearing to my defense gripping an obsidian spear. Light flickered and shrieked into flames of embers as he combatted the Watcher. Flames the size of worlds blazed before my vision, searing my flesh.

Chaos stormed my eyes in a never-ending sea of destruction, from Killian an Tamiel battle to Izavith and the army of Monsters to Mephisto, Enoch, and Noctua. I sucked it all in, pulling myself deep into the Spirit Realm. I felt both body and mind slip past a new wall and into a new realm, a foreign domain unwelcoming to the likes of us…

I smiled. “Let us begin, Oh Ancient Realm of Abyss and God.”