The Light had vanished, the sounds of the Elements were gone, the cries of a man dead. All there was a void of darkness. Panic was within my sight. It did not matter who you were; before the Void of Darkness, the dread of the unknown was upon us.
Curling my fingers around Noctem, the souls of gods within me all began to react on their own. Howling with depravity, a surge of endless power began to rise within me. Swirling around me like the darkness.
Tightening my grip, I eyed the seven assassins, unsure of their very surroundings. The angels in the skies were problematic, but what is life without a bit of risk? I needed to test the limits of this trump card.
Creating a realm of shadows is a simple task to any Practioner of Darkness; it was nothing special. This was but a test to see my limit and the Angels limit. When I do use this power for an actual attack, everything will be different.
Rushing towards Arod, defenseless before the Laws of Darkness around him, my arm pierced through his chest without resistance. Tearing his heart from his chest cavity, I crushed it, showering his face with blood.
Dropping without even being able to witness his death, I licked the warm blood off the tip of my finger. Setting off once more, I reached towards the remaining six. Tearing limbs form sockets like they were toys. Gore filled my sights.
Screams that didn't have sound. Wails of despair and the ever so present pleading for dear life. It was all but gone before this domain of darkness.
"Why waste your time with such bloody torment Arsene? Are you not above such task?" Aegis softly asked.
Slapping a man's head from off his body, I watched the sprinkle of blood rising over me like rain. Yet it was such a lack lustering experience—a bore.
"Is this your doing?"
"It's our doing," he responded. Stir the warning bells ringing within me.
"You know it's only a matter of time before I kill you, right?"
"You are still naive, Arsene. It's not up to you nor me what happens. While I wish for dear life, more than anything, and control over this body, there are forces at play that we cannot defeat."
"What the hell do you mean?"
There was a heavy silence as I stood in a pool of blood. Aegis had stopped talking, and it bothered me. I could feel his discontent with the nature of Abyssal Night, but he did not act irrational like I thought he would. He had not tried to take control in a while but rather waited patiently. But for what.
Acquiring a glimpse of the rising angelic qi storming the skies, combatting Sitri and Yeshimiels Divinity. I knew my domain would not last long.
There are so many things going on. I hated this. To be caught in the middle of plots, sins of the past, and so on was a bitch.
Lowering Noctem, I sighed, fleeing the scene of the crime. I entered an alley. Ready to dismiss my domain when I suddenly felt a horrid power spike. There was a flash of sword Qi and a glimpse of red as my domain was suddenly severed in half. I could not help but touch upon my cheek dripping with blood.
Shaking my heart at that dreadful power, I just felt that somehow came crashing back on me. The Light suddenly found a way to banish my darkness.
Holding my stare upon the skies, my eyes suddenly caught sight of an Angel with Six Wings. Jerking my heart in fear, I knew that signified that one was either a Seraphim or an Archangel.
It seems like the Angels are getting serious, but with this stunt, those holding my little secret will be under great pressure.
"ARSENE SNOW!!!! I WILL GET MY BROTHER'S SOUL BACK!!!!" She roared, causing a cruel smile to rise upon my face.
"Ty and Melinoë can wait; I need to deal with the Shadow and King first," I muttered to myself, taking my leave. However, as I moved, I suddenly felt a dreadful heat wash over me.
Pausing my step, I turned to the Angel within the Heavens glaring upon the land. "She wouldn't," I muttered with widened eyes. "She is a fucking Angel."
Blinding those with weaker will with her divine radiance, a chill passed through me, as a name suddenly entered my mind, "Seraphina," Chilling my soul, a burning heat I had never felt before showered the skies ripping the color and clouds away.
I was immune and would not die, but Lilith and the others were not like me. Adrienne can protect Lilith but not the others.
Gritting my teeth, a blazing sword materialized out of the flames of her palm. Melting the stones around me, several flashes of Light appeared before Sera. At the head stood Tang Feng grim to the bone.
"What is the meaning of this, Arch-Angel?" He demanded, without fear. Holding a black blade that sent chills down my soul, I took a step back. There was something truly off about that blade.
"I will agree," Said, Drar of all people with his sadistic smile. It does beg the question, though, what was this bastard still doing here?
"DEVIL!" Shouted Sera with her booming voice that thundered through the skies shaking stars across the vast expanse.
Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooomm!
Exploding with horrendous pressure, Sera narrowed fiery eyes and tightened her grip around her blade.
However, just as her pressure came crashing onto me, a chill I had only felt before Asmodeus and Baphomet swallowed the realm. It was dark, sinister, and downright depraved. Freezing the hearts of even Drar, who seem to lose his smile before the presence.
"Sera? So it was you." A lazy voice rang as a massive black gate appeared, shattering space, bringing along a chilling small child who stepped through its evil gates.
"Azeroth," Sera muttered, but I could all but see the goosebumps rising upon her skin.
Gulping down, my mind suddenly began to grow cloudy. Bitting my tongue in haste, the pressure upon my heart began to grow.
"Why is it I can never find a place to rest?" Said the Sleeping Sin, stepping across space, towards Sera, who made no move. "Is it so hard to be left alone?"
"This has nothing to do with you; leave." Pointing her firey blade towards the Sleeping Sine, Sera's gaze grew profound like the vast heaven. "Arsene Snow needs to die."
"That has indeed has nothing to do with me, and you are free to kill him, but till I get back something I gave him, this planet is under my jurisdiction.
"So you are..."
Releasing a yawn, Azeroth sighed, "I swear, Asmodeus and Baphomet really owe me for this."
The Light had vanished, the sounds of the Elements were gone, the cries of a man dead. All there was a void of darkness. Panic was within my sight. It did not matter who you were; before the Void of Darkness, the dread of the unknown was upon us.
Curling my fingers around Noctem, the souls of gods within me all began to react on their own. Howling with depravity, a surge of endless power began to rise within me. Swirling around me like the darkness.
Tightening my grip, I eyed the seven assassins, unsure of their very surroundings. The angels in the skies were problematic, but what is life without a bit of risk? I needed to test the limits of this trump card.
Creating a realm of shadows is a simple task to any Practioner of Darkness; it was nothing special. This was but a test to see my limit and the Angels limit. When I do use this power for an actual attack, everything will be different.
Rushing towards Arod, defenseless before the Laws of Darkness around him, my arm pierced through his chest without resistance. Tearing his heart from his chest cavity, I crushed it, showering his face with blood.
Dropping without even being able to witness his death, I licked the warm blood off the tip of my finger. Setting off once more, I reached towards the remaining six. Tearing limbs form sockets like they were toys. Gore filled my sights.
Screams that didn't have sound. Wails of despair and the ever so present pleading for dear life. It was all but gone before this domain of darkness.
"Why waste your time with such bloody torment Arsene? Are you not above such task?" Aegis softly asked.
Slapping a man's head from off his body, I watched the sprinkle of blood rising over me like rain. Yet it was such a lack lustering experience—a bore.
"Is this your doing?"
"It's our doing," he responded. Stir the warning bells ringing within me.
"You know it's only a matter of time before I kill you, right?"
"You are still naive, Arsene. It's not up to you nor me what happens. While I wish for dear life, more than anything, and control over this body, there are forces at play that we cannot defeat."
"What the hell do you mean?"
There was a heavy silence as I stood in a pool of blood. Aegis had stopped talking, and it bothered me. I could feel his discontent with the nature of Abyssal Night, but he did not act irrational like I thought he would. He had not tried to take control in a while but rather waited patiently. But for what.
Acquiring a glimpse of the rising angelic qi storming the skies, combatting Sitri and Yeshimiels Divinity. I knew my domain would not last long.
There are so many things going on. I hated this. To be caught in the middle of plots, sins of the past, and so on was a bitch.
Lowering Noctem, I sighed, fleeing the scene of the crime. I entered an alley. Ready to dismiss my domain when I suddenly felt a horrid power spike. There was a flash of sword Qi and a glimpse of red as my domain was suddenly severed in half. I could not help but touch upon my cheek dripping with blood.
Shaking my heart at that dreadful power, I just felt that somehow came crashing back on me. The Light suddenly found a way to banish my darkness.
Holding my stare upon the skies, my eyes suddenly caught sight of an Angel with Six Wings. Jerking my heart in fear, I knew that signified that one was either a Seraphim or an Archangel.
It seems like the Angels are getting serious, but with this stunt, those holding my little secret will be under great pressure.
"ARSENE SNOW!!!! I WILL GET MY BROTHER'S SOUL BACK!!!!" She roared, causing a cruel smile to rise upon my face.
"Ty and Melinoë can wait; I need to deal with the Shadow and King first," I muttered to myself, taking my leave. However, as I moved, I suddenly felt a dreadful heat wash over me.
Pausing my step, I turned to the Angel within the Heavens glaring upon the land. "She wouldn't," I muttered with widened eyes. "She is a fucking Angel."
Blinding those with weaker will with her divine radiance, a chill passed through me, as a name suddenly entered my mind, "Seraphina," Chilling my soul, a burning heat I had never felt before showered the skies ripping the color and clouds away.
I was immune and would not die, but Lilith and the others were not like me. Adrienne can protect Lilith but not the others.
Gritting my teeth, a blazing sword materialized out of the flames of her palm. Melting the stones around me, several flashes of Light appeared before Sera. At the head stood Tang Feng grim to the bone.
"What is the meaning of this, Arch-Angel?" He demanded, without fear. Holding a black blade that sent chills down my soul, I took a step back. There was something truly off about that blade.
"I will agree," Said, Drar of all people with his sadistic smile. It does beg the question, though, what was this bastard still doing here?
"DEVIL!" Shouted Sera with her booming voice that thundered through the skies shaking stars across the vast expanse.
Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooomm!
Exploding with horrendous pressure, Sera narrowed fiery eyes and tightened her grip around her blade.
However, just as her pressure came crashing onto me, a chill I had only felt before Asmodeus and Baphomet swallowed the realm. It was dark, sinister, and downright depraved. Freezing the hearts of even Drar, who seem to lose his smile before the presence.
"Sera? So it was you." A lazy voice rang as a massive black gate appeared, shattering space, bringing along a chilling small child who stepped through its evil gates.
"Azeroth," Sera muttered, but I could all but see the goosebumps rising upon her skin.
Gulping down, my mind suddenly began to grow cloudy. Bitting my tongue in haste, the pressure upon my heart began to grow.
"Why is it I can never find a place to rest?" Said the Sleeping Sin, stepping across space, towards Sera, who made no move. "Is it so hard to be left alone?"
"This has nothing to do with you; leave." Pointing her firey blade towards the Sleeping Sine, Sera's gaze grew profound like the vast heaven. "Arsene Snow needs to die."
"That has indeed has nothing to do with me, and you are free to kill him, but till I get back something I gave him, this planet is under my jurisdiction.
"So you are..."
Releasing a yawn, Azeroth sighed, "I swear, Asmodeus and Baphomet really owe me for this."
