Monarch of Darkness, Arsene

Chapter 432: Pale Gate

"Fuck me!" Skidding over the ground, I screamed, crashing square into a wall. coughing up a mouthful of blood, I groan. "I-I-I deserve that."

I will admit I love playing god. Who the hell wouldn't? Total control of what people will do on a simple whim, who could throw away such power or, in my case, such a gift?

Sliding down with a pillar of blood escaping my back, I spat up another mouthful of blood, "You get one. You get one of those Talos. Just one."

Scuffing, Talos crossed his arms, "You dare say that to me? I have no interest in you, Arsene. Just respect my disciple, and we will have no issue. I hate schemes and have zero interest in controlling you like the others. Leave my disciple and me alone."

"I think you cracked my skull," I spat, rather unfazed by his words. I had already gleaned that much when he stuck me in the face. Jesus, this hurts. Why does it hurt so much?

But out of everything, Talos had earned my respect. I liked this fucker. He was honestly the most human bastard I have met in a while, or I guess I came to learn. I don't really have many people that I haven't screwed over... am I unlikeable? Naw its must be other people. I'm perfect.

"Poo, look at you. You got a black eye," Lilith suddenly shouted under the deafening music shaking the very walls. Helping me up, I felt a cool qi racing across my right eye, mending my broken bones.

Sighing in her arms, I pouted, "Guess I did deserve that but come on. That was a little much."

'You drugged Cleo, and everyone else, just to blackmail their Master's. So many other things you could have done. Those drugs were for us, not for them." Said Lilith slapping my injured eye.

Blinding me with a flash of intense pain, I groan. "Damn it, woman! Stop that! You seem more worried about the drugs than me, your baby!"

"You get what you get, bastard. Now, what is this plan of yours? I don't like being in places like this; it's disgusting." Talos darkly growled, glaring at those acting on their baser instincts.

"I need you to gather some Morte Worms just outside this facility and place them in this spiral ring," I stated handing Talos, the Ring of Bael.

Scrunching his brow, he frowned, staggering away, dropping the ring upon the ground. "Keep damn thing away from normal people like myself. Do you even realize how powerful that damn thing on your palm is?"

Vanishing in a small flicker of flames, the Ring of Bael mysteriously appeared upon my finger. Staring at the ring humming with a wrathful aura, I frowned in response to its anger.

"I will handle it. Just hurry and set up whatever is needed." He coldly snorted, vanishing in a wisp of light.

"It's time, Snow." Lilith suddenly whispered in my ear.

Clitting my tongue, I nodded somewhat, not willing to go train. "Let's find a private room."

Nodding with a solemn hue, Lilith led the way towards a somewhat private room just a little ways away from the party, "While you were gone, I thought it would be best to prepare. I asked a waiter to give us a room."

Glancing at the bedroom that did not seem like a part of the resort that enforced the concept of purity, this room was roomy, with a sky blue pigment. It was excellent and honestly perfect for sleeping and relaxing.

Waving her hand, a familiar horseman Gate appeared. Chilling the air with its presence, I felt the concept of death carry its blade against my neck. I truly hated this place with a passion. If there was one place that made me feel like a human again, it was the Pale Gate.

"I see you kids are ready." The Dark, dismal voice of Asmodeus uttered with a slight hint of malice.

Turning my head, I saw a man with dark crimson skin and piercing horns appear. With a smile on his handsome face, he stared at the gate with reverence. "Shall we?"

"What are you doing here? I thought you were busy with a war?"

"Did you forget your deal with me, Arsene?" exclaimed the sinful voice of Baphomet appearing at Asmodeus's side in his human form. "You see, I think it's time for us to have a little tour. don't you?"

"What floor have you gotten two?" Asmodeus inquired as Levi-chan licked her lips at me.

'...'

Yep. This is how I die, and I bet Lilith will just play along. I both love to be me and hate it.

"Twenty-Five. Each level we face has an Abyssal Demon stronger than last. It took everything we had last time to kill one of those bastards. If not for mother saving us, we would be dead."

Nodding his head Baphomet turned to Levi. "What do you think?"

"As I told you before, I stayed in one level below and allowed them to battle. But I never went ahead a few more levels. But there could be another treasure Like Morningstar the closer we got to Level thirty.

"It's a risk we will have to make. Let's take a look; Arsene and Lilli can continue their training while you supervise. But does no one think it's strange? Why did the labyrinth not attack Lilith from the few ten floors? But now it does."

"Hand me my throne, and I could give you an idea." I joyfully answered.

"Keep annoying me, boy, and you shall see what the True King of Hell is capable of."

"Come now, Asmo." Levi, that damn succubus foolishly chimed in, she is going to get me killed!!! "Don't you dear hurt such a sexy man like him. Have you seen the size of his--"

"My God, your gonna get me killed!" I roared, placing my hand immediately on the pale gate as a trace of light suddenly shimmered around me, taking me into the pits of its depts.

"Don't do it, boy." The voice of Bahophet sounded from within my mind, like a hammer, "Levi and Asmo have been doing this little game of there's a long time. You touch his wife, and I promise you it will be over; you will have the time of your life till he appears and skull fucks you."

"... Does he cut off my head first? Or does he just shove it in?"

"Does it matter? You are dead in this scenario."

"Well, it kinda does. I would prefer he chop off my head, so the rest of my body doesn't get tainted."

"You dead," he repeated in amazement.

"And?"

"By Lucifers grace. You're really stupid at times; you know that. Anyway, how far are you in the Ritual of Damnation? And where are the others?"

Glancing around at the empty stone room, as large as a stadium, I sighed, "This is the first level; we only meet on the twentieth level. This labyrinth works off Lilith's intentions. That is why you are not here and why we are now being attacked. She is its ruler, although I don't think she is even aware of it."

"I see," sounded a little intrigued, hiding a bit of his intent. "So, how far are you?"

"Stil on the first level about to break through into the second level. I need to make it the third level where I can use Dao to its maximum ability. Ever since I awoke, I have been trying to figure out the extent of my Dao comprehension but failed each time."

Drawing the Spear of Noctem from my back, my gaze turned cold as ice as a swirling vortex of abyssal force appeared, bringing with it a gladiator I had come to know.

Crashing onto the ground on his knee, crackling with laughter that chilled the air, the beast before me stared with scarlet eyes burning with hunger. "You are back? Prince of Noctem. How it shall be an honor to end you."

"I hate this place."