Monarch of Darkness, Arsene

Chapter 371: Adrienne - Seal of the Sleeping Sin

A/N- Semi Dark Chapter

Bending his lips, Master's beastly eyes arose the moment Yeshamiel's body flashed. Moving along with the Arch Angel, Master's monstrous body shadowed the angels, his lips curling upwards as the Archangel lifted his blade high.

"Sitri, you bloody devil, DIE!" shouted Yeshamiel, with teary eyes.

Squirting blood from his back, his blade fell the moment an ax appeared within the Master's hands. Using both hands, his ax was said to destroy a single galaxy vanished, from my perception.

"Eh?" Yeshamiel muttered, suddenly feeling something not right. Dumfounded, his blade stopped just at Sitri's neck. Spewing a pool of blood, the Angel suddenly backed away, but his gaze was now on the one whose blade had already torn through him.

"Arsene?"

"Do forgive me," Arsene savagely voiced, handing Lilith, a soon-to-be member of my harem, a veil of primordial drew. Watching her very body beginning to heal at a rate faster than what I had given her, everyone turned silent.

Falling on his knees, Yeshamiel's body suddenly slipped off his stomach; watching his organs spill off the ground, he flopped like a fish upon the land as the Devil flashed an innocent smile, "No hard feelings, but I needed a sacrifice. You see, the Runes of Hell can only show its true power if the power of Heaven and Hell are one."

"You! You didn't," Sitri horrifyingly muttered, turning to Bahpmet returning to his human appearance.

"I got a good deal; how could I not help him out? Or did you forget he is also my apostle?" Master darkly reminded, "Truly I feel sorry for you, Sitri, but your spirit will be in a better place.

"Not just body, I am taking his entire body and soul. You see, my very heart was used to craft this weapon, and once I placed you alongside the bleeding-out Angel here, the flames of hellfire will do its justice. Do you think Hell is bad? Well within my hands holds power to torment even the strongest of monsters."

"Indeed," Lilith suddenly whispered, slowly coming to his side, she placed her hands upon Arsene. Narrowing my eyes at how he turned pale, he shivered at her touch. " But fret not, I will take over your legion within the hells as per our agreement. You are done; your bloodline, everything you hold, will now be ours. Quite ironic, don't you think? it would seem like dealing with a devil is never advised even if one is a devil."

"It will not—"

Sending a ruthless kick, Levi-chan blasted Sitri's jaw from his head. Releasing a dread full wail, her feet stomped down upon his crotch, turning it into a lump of bloody meat. "You have not fucking say. You are done! Even if Asmo disagrees, you are fucked! I will see to it that you hold nothing, your children, the ones you hid, those half-bloods within the Trial of Glacier Mountains, I know all about them. You hid them well, but I knew everything. THings even asmo doesn't. THey, along with you, are done!"

"OOOOHHOOO!" Mooing like that of a depraved cow, Sitri attempted to speak, but Levi-chan ruthlessly plunged her arm down his spine ripping it out before tossing it before Arsene's feet, " Make an armor or let your spear feast upon it. "She said before vanishing alongside her daughter.

"You know I sometimes forget she too is a devil." He muttered to himself, lifting his index finger forming a small ball of golden light.

Backing away known what that was, Yeshamiel begged, but Baphomet merely stepped upon his neck like one would a dog bearing his fangs. "I think this may be the first time you know. Who would have thought I would be able to see an archangel soul enter a realm of Hell."

"Please... Don't do this... I"

Not even waiting for Yeshamiel to finish, my mind, body, and soul froze for but a second. There was no noise or semblance of distance, merely a bright flash of golden light. However, both Sitri and Yeshemall were gone. Yet, their screams resounded endlessly within the spear held by Arsene.

"One more time," He muttered to Lilith, leaning on his side, falling to his side. She looked up weakly, carrying tears within her eyes, "... I don't... I don't want to die." She weakly whispered to him.

Passing his hands through her hair, he bitterly smiled, "nor do I. But our Egos were so badly damaged when Sitri placed those spikes within you. An with you holding my crest, I to was tormented." He weakly stated, falling beside her.

Turning paler along with his wife, Arsene somehow found the strength to smile, "But we should still have our memories." He said as if to comfort, "and—"

"But you cannot trust me." Lilith warned, "I am from the abyss Arsene. My baser instincts are similar to that of a devil. Even if I fall for you once more, I will torment you."

"In bed?" He smiled to say, "Cuz, I don't mind you tying me down. I still have all the toys in my ring, you know."

"Arsene!"

"Let's make some babies! WE can even invite your sister."

"Sure, as long as you impregnate me first," She shamelessly said, caressing his lips upon his. "My pussy first, K.

Unable to keep watching, I drew closer, "What of Sitri... Can I see?" I asked as Arsene turned to me, nodding.

"Touch tip of my spear,"

Glancing at the spear that had never left his hands, my hands slowly touched upon it.

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"Mama?" A little Sitri called to a pale demoness with long silky black hair, resting with an endless pool of crimson flowing down her crotch. Bleeding out, her eyes slowly became unfocus, but her words somehow held a deep seething hatred.

"You're a fucking disgrace... I called him, you know!" She venomously muttered, "Why should I be fucked every day, and my own child be safe? I sold you to one with the bloodline of Baels." she said as if the young boy could fully comprehend her words.

"Mother?" Sitri pitifully muttered, appearing no more than five, "Mama, what are you talking about?"

"You will be his from now on. Lord Snow is said to have the ability to turn men into women. You will be his whore. Till you are of age." She coldly said, pushing Sitri away. "And should you have any kids, well fuck 'em."

"ITS YOUR FAULT!" She suddenly roars, slapping the young infant till his face began to swell and his eyes started bleeding, "WHY WHY!!! I FUKCING HATE YOU DIE DIE!!!!"

"STOP!!! MAMA! MAMA Sitri, do better!!! Mama mama!!! Please no! Sitri is good. Mama taught Sitri Well."

"Then learn to spread your ass like before! Not even those from Lord Asmodeus' bloodlines wished to screw an ugly fucker like you! What good is young ass if you are so pathetic!" She screamed, shattering the teeth from her child.

"MAMA! MAMA! PLEASE!!

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Backing away, I covered my mouth, lifting my gaze to Arsene, smiling coldly, "It's only the first realm of nine. In each level, he will experience a new lifetime, each filled with one of the cruelest torments. Some will be happy, but in the end, it will be so tragic only death will be his out. His soul will never break, and his Ego will forever be intact. So is the power of the Flames of Hellfire. Mind-Breaking can be fun, but in the end, it's a form of release, and he will have no such release. To be in a state of forever torment where your subconscious is fully aware but you believe all your actions are yours, what better torment is there?"