Monarch of Darkness, Arsene

Rushing past me, Idun glared, standing her ground, with an adorable pout and a scrunched brow enough to let her icy blue eyes shimmer.

"If I didn\'t know better, I would say you are falling for me."

Snorting, she crossed her arms, "Please! not with a devil-like yourself."

"Shadowfell Devil," I added gleefully. "Just come by an visit, unless you want a devil-like me to roam around Bed of Chaos bringing chaos."

"Why?"Idun questioned.

Chuckling, a mist of darkness wrapped around me, "Chaos is only temporary, same for Order. While I love Chaos, I cannot always have my followers killing. That is not my intent; with peace, they will indulge, many will grow devils heart due to suppression, and I plan on having you be my... missionary. A cute girl like you, you will have many eating from the palm of your hand."

Enjoying the bewilderment, I faded away, appearing in my room; however, a bit of a frown ran down my lips as I stared at my empty bed.

"Now, where is my lovely wife at?"

Glancing around, I frowned, but as I began to think harder about my wife, my mind flashed through the eyes of one of my servants within the throne room. Staring at the Pale Gate shimmering with its deadly aura, I flickered forward.

Materializing within my throne room, my frown deepened. Shooting a glance at the deadly aura brushing against the cocoons, a bit of hesitation appeared, but I dismissed it.

Lilith would not risk corrupting my people with this Gates Aura. It\'s not too strong, but one would think they would need a sterile area when changing a race. My throne room only has my aura and the seven sin. It should be fine, but I am hesitant.

Clitting my tongue, I touched upon the Pale Gate without a bit of hesitation. Walking through its gates, a sea of darkness appeared within my sight. It was not long before I appeared within a simple stone room with a single exit.

Moving along the single passageway, I could not help but sigh at the battle to come. Moving through the hallway without a source of light, I approached a set of stairs meant for the first floor.

Halting my steps, a wave of coolness flowed through my mind as I took the time to prepare myself. Julius was a monster, capable of copying any of my techniques with a single glance.

Heading up at a slow pace, a dense aura of abyssal energy began to race through the air as I appeared in a large stone room with a young man waiting for me.

"I hate these low levels; all there is are stones, not even the moon\'s scarlet glow, the starry chaos of the abyss, there is just stone." He softly said, with a bit of his usual condescending tone.

"I am not here to fight." I calmly stated, sensing the rising battle intent.

"But fight you must, Arsene Snow." Julius coldly declared with a wave of Abyssal Divinity rising from his body. Creeping over his skin, a tense wave of malice rose, causing the hairs upon my skin to begin to rise.

Narrowing my eyes, I was about to summon the Spear of Noctem, only to realize a bit late that it was not on my person, nor in my spiral ring.

Cursing beneath my breath in annoyance as I knew it was probably with Lilith, a deep black flame appeared within this labyrinth, bringing the Aura of Hell with it.

"My Wife, where is she?" I coldly asked, running Soulforce down my spine.

Julius\' smile fell as he suddenly bowed, "My masters said, if you wish to meet her majesty, you must defeat me."

"Defeat you? surly you jest, this is but the first floor, while tough I am sure I could." I coldly said.

"Maybe," Julius claimed, "But this battle will be different. The Pale Lord wishes to know if you are worthy to stand with the All."

Searing the air passing around me, I released a breath recalling the lesson of Baphomet. Holding Julius in my sight, the glistering of scarlet eyes roamed over my body like a devil marking its prey.

This cage domain-filled abyssal energy suddenly grew icy as my divinity began to leak, holding the same characteristic of the Abyssal energy Julius was using.

Chanting the Path of Abyssal Night, I shot forward as an almighty aura wrapped around my divinity. Thrusting my spear formed by the flames of hellfire forward, a black beam of death tore through the air.

Scorching his Abyssal energy, the hair upon my neck rose as Julius formed a spear of pure abyss. Clashing with my spear, I watched as the flames of hellfire, a power said to decimate anything, was contained.

"It will be different, Arsene; if you don\'t rise above me, you will die," Julius announced, pushing me back with his spear.

Skidding over the stones beneath my feet, I did not dare break eye contact with this Abyssal Monster as I came to a swift halt.

Appearing by my side, his empty left hand stabbed toward my head as I tilted my neck, dodging at the last instance, while my spear weaved like a serpent towards his heart.

Knowing he would parry if not just dodge, a single sigil appeared instantly glistering with a black light just above us. Smiling grimly, his eyes grew wide.

"Hellish Fall," I coldly chanted, as heavens judgment fell from my crest.

Casting a single bolt of pure demonic lighting crafted with my Hellish Flames, our bodies were caught in a raging storm of carnage. I was all but fine, but Julius was not so much.

Hellish Fall was, but third level Circle made godly with divinity and the added bonus of being crafted with the Power of Hellfire.

I was all but immune to its effects, but Julius was not so much, and now he was forced to choose between stopping my spear that was still heading for his heart or the lightning that could kill just about any star lord.

"Do not underestimate me, Arsene Snow!" He howled as I suddenly leaped away, albeit a bit late as he bellowed, "Into The Abyss!"