Chapter 453: The Seventh?
Chapter 453: The Seventh?
Karsa was bewitching, to say the least. Sharp Azure eyes with a touch of sterling, with long silver hair that stretched to her feet. Wrapped in a simple sundress, yet I could feel my heart thumping madly through my chest, strangely enough from the Spear of Noctem.
It was a bit strange how I could feel my heart in my chest when it wasn’t there, but it made me feel less of a monster, not that I cared.
“I need a word with Arsene. You all may go.” Said Karsa advertently. She crossed her arms and held me tightly in her sights.
“Hey! that’s not fair! Why does Abbadon get to cake on all the women! I got a big dick too!” Sig bellowed, without shame.
I have no words for this idiot! But why does it feel like I used to act like him?
Staring at me hard, Kurt pulled Sig by the ear, dragging him away without another word to the relief of everyone, including Karsa.
“That man. He is something, isn’t he?” Claimed Karsa casually, but her gaze soon hardened as they fell fixed upon me.
“It’s ok to say he’s an ass.”
Chilling the air with her presence, Karsa measured me like cattle, something I often did when looking for a specific bloodline.
“I am starting to remember you. Rumors have it that you could scheme against a devil and angel. Now a new war is upon the horizon, and it’s all your fault. Is it true?”
Nodding in agreement, I placed my hands behind my back, quelling the chill within my chest. ” Of course. But it makes me wonder what I can do for you? Are you here to kill me, or are you in need of something?”
Karsa hissed; glancing around subtly, she nodded, “Aiza.” She coldly and firmly declared. “I wish her to pay.”
“Dead, or you wish she suffers?” I added, not in the least surprise.
“She warrants death, but I will accept that she suffers.”
Aiza needed to be set back. She cannot move against me yet. This leaves her hands tied, but I have enough trouble with Yael. Adding on Aiza is not a wise choice, although it’s not like we are allies. Not truly anyway.
Shit, I don’t even know what the hell happened to Yael. Did he make it into the Etherial Realm or not?
“Then help me, and I will grant that wish of yours,” I explained, glancing back at the fleeting images of Kurt and Sigfried.
“I don’t compromise, boy.” Said the corrupted serpent grimly.
Lifting my lips, I smiled. “And I will not be someone’s paw. My little brother is already doing that. Help me or just kill me.”
Watching the otherworldly facade of Karsa contort into a savage glare, my heart and mind grew icy.
“What is it you want,” She viciously hissed, with serpent-like eyes coiling in a mist that burned with killing intent.
Arching my lips, I chuckled fiendishly, “Well did you hear news of a New King of the Celestrial Palace? Tang Fang has announced it, and I wish you to help him keep the throne. From the hands of the current king.”
“Impossible!” Karsa howled. Drawing a step away from me, she pulled out a talisman from space. It glowed for but a moment before growing dormant, only to light back up in a flare of golden light. “So it was you! You were the one Tang Fang said would take over!”
“So my greatness has stretched to your ears, has it? Indeed it was I, Arsene Snow!!!!” I shrieked in an edgelord fashion, “Are you going to kneel? Maybe pray tribute to your king? I wi–LLL.”
Screeching seven octaves higher, foam began to run down my lips as Karsa shot a ruthless strike to my family jewels. I could swear I could hear them pop! “Screw you! The hell do you think I am? You’re lucky. I don’t take you as my flesh stick and use you till you are nothing more than a skeleton.”
Tears flowed like a hot iron against my flesh, forcing me down to the ground as a whimper escaped my lips. ‘b-b-bitch.’ I weakly whispered, for only me to hear.
Flaring her nostrils cutely, Karsa snorted with a hiss, “Karsa doesn’t care who you are! She will kill and kill. K!”
Vomiting my breakfast, my stomach felt like a hallow pit of anguish as I glared angrily up, “I will remember this!”
Smiling seductively, Karsa bent over me and licked my cheek, shocking me to my core. “yes, you will. Head towards the closet Nexus Gate, and we will talk some more. My home is nearby.” She commanded, rising back up with a satisfied glow, “I never did get to play with my food before.”
Teleporting for my view, I wiped the saliva off my cheek, “Why are every God I meet so fucking weird?”
Pursing my lips, I scooped up a handful of snow, placing it down my trousers to relieve the anguish of my jewels. And here I thought my nut guard was one hundred.
Flatly layin on the icy snow, a solemn hue passed through my heart, “Once Yu Jing is under my thumb, Aiza will be a lot easier to control. Although it does beg the question, what can Yu Jing do to me that Aiza would give her the go-ahead to follow after me?”
Squeezing my balls, I felt the chilling ice begin to melt, soothing the sore I was feeling. Releasing a breath of air, I closed my eyes, allowing the darkness to take me.
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“So you just left him? Look! His balls are fucking purple!” Shouted the vengeful voice of Lilith, “The hell were you all thinking?”
“We are not–“
“That was rhetorical, Sig. I don’t care! “
Opening my eyes, a faint chill pressed against my body as I lay naked upon the icy snow. Glancing around at everyone staring dead at lil old Sene and Lilith, my lips soured, knowing this was definitely my wife’s doing.
Although I did enjoy the firey expression upon Cleo and Yu Jing, do I sense a four-way… potentially Seven! Wait, who is the seventh? Cleo, Yu Jing, Lilith, Me obviously, Levi, Karsa. Hmmm, who is the last?
“Aunty, Look, it’s getting bigger!” Arkanos cluelessly shouted, pointing towards the towering dragon that appeared a little bruised.
“You sick bastard!” Kurt shouted fiendishly, “put some damn close on!”
“It’s ok if you are interested, bro. It’s not gay to stare unless you are. Just remember my eyes are up here.” I pointed triumphantly.