Descending into the furnace room, an intense heat assaulted all of my senses, threatening to sear my very flesh. However, I merely ignored it, pressing on without concern.
Standing over a hundred feet and meters, I saw a massive furnace with black flames burning hotter than the stars. They were coiling like serpents releasing deep dark embers that seemed to sear even space around them. Something I had not thought possible here.
"You returned at the right time, my friend; we were able to hold the flames for a few years, but after you left, they grew out of control, with the power of gods fueling it, the flames began to melt and burn the darkness of the Shadow Realm. This furnace will not last. " Said Hephehestous in alarm, covered with sweat pouring from his brow and back. "We are giving up on the furnace, Arsene, and you must act as our new furnace."
Plunging my palms within the flames to test the waters, a new fear began to press against my core feeling the pure divinity being consumed like food. My Breathing grew heavy and dark. Willing the flames of hellfire to begin compressing. I felt my very soul start to shiver as I placed my other hand in haste.
Groaning, my sight began to tremble as darkness began to threaten my vision; however, I would not allow it. I was the lord of my darkness, and no other shall take away my consciousness. Not even me!
"AAAAAAAHHHH" Screaming out in anger, the darkness vanished in a sense as I began to compress the flames. Focusing my everything to its limit, I prayed that the gift my sister gave me was truly powerful, hoping my comprehension was all it was.
Pulling out the flames from the furnace, I groaned, turning to look at Baphomet, Tang Feng, Hephestous, Adrienne, and a face I did not recognize staring gravely at the flames within my hands.
"Arsene, its process will take ten times longer than before," Hephestous bitterly said, staring cautiously at the flames within my palm. "And the chances of this weapon being formed is even lower. We need to work slow, in hopes of not killing you in the process.
"Then what will that look like then?" I forcefully asked, holding the flames together into a ball.
"For us, it's nothing but you. This process will take maybe a Dao Cycle to complete. You know how long that is, correct? It's when the heavenly cycles die and change into something new. Most things will be reset, like weapons and other artifacts, and it's the limit most gods can live through."
"Then what's the problem?" I inquired, "I am immortal till someone kills me, and your legacy keeps you alive."
"It's a big problem," Adrienne explained in a heavy tone, "First off, your willpower. How long do you think it will last? You are not all-powerful if—"
"I will stop you there, this is my main body, and I holster all the souls I have killed. And I can afford to use one of the two angelic souls I have. My willpower will last; it has too. Or did you forget I also have an abyssal body and that I am a prince of Noctem? Will is not an issue! I will do anything!"
Holstering a rather proud expression, Baphomet slowly nodded, "I shall help you, in this Arsene, but I hope you know it will cost you. And it will cost you dearly."
"And I will pay it, leave the boy Master," Adrienne lightly whispered, startling me. Bowing towards me, she smiled, "I am a resident of Noctem; I can see it but never touch it. I truly hope I can return one day, alongside the Prince of Night."
Feeling the heavy aura of loyalty, I nodded, "I will, you... You are a part of Mother, and a faithful, no loyal child of hers. I will help you regardless, Adrienne." I uttered from the bottom of my heart. I owed Tenebrae more than I could repay. She had few children that I knew. The fact I am meeting so many means something.
"Good, can we move on? You monster to scare me, and I just want to return to my work." Siad, the man I believe to be Khronos, the god of time, "Just call me, Aion. Many seem to like to confuse me with the King of the titans. it gets confusing."
"Why are you here?" I asked, feeling the flames of hellfire getting harder by the second to contain.
"You have been trying to wield the flames of hellfire for almost three hundred years. The God of Fire said he needed two Gods of Time. One for him, who is me, and Adrienne, who will be taking care of you." he explained, but my focus quickly shifted back to the flames growing out of control.
Gritting my teeth, I did not allow my sense to dull the flow of time or any other senses. I needed to hear what they were saying to make changes to my flames at any given moment.
"Arsene, can you take out the dagger?" Baphomet asked; however, I did not respond. I could not as large veins began to appear upon my head as forced my will in. Smirking at me, he chuckled, "Ring Bring to me what Arsene holds; I shall not ask again!"
A little startled by the ring of bael activating on its own, I made a quick note of such a flaw.
Holding the dagger within his hands, he frowned, "I gave him this dagger; it will seem fate has touche you. How strange, it should not." He said, placing the abyssal dagger into the condensed flames of my hellfire.
"Now is where things begin to get tricky, Arsene. You will have at least a million years till the dagger melts. We will lay down the formation to keep the Abyssal Inscription from being destroyed. All you have to do is keep flames in check. It cannot grow hotter or weaker less you risk damaging the Abyssal Dagger Inscriptions. Dull your sense of time; we shall wake you. Your torment has only just begun. Get your rest; we have a long journey. "
Trusting the God of Fire, my mind slowly fell into the flames of hellfire. Watching the abyssal dagger resisting the fire, I chose to ignore it. That's how people grow insane.
"Flama, are you there?" I subconsciously asked, knowing he would not respond, "You once said you were watching through my eyes. Well, forgive me for this. It looks like we will both be tormented here. However, I will find the infinite knowledge that flames of hellfire once held. "
Tormented or not, I will learn. This is the perfect opportunity to find this knowledge you once said was within me. I will learn everything. Lilith looks like when we meet again; my Dao will finally be higher than yours. Unless something like Abyssal Dao exists. God, I hope not, its time I finally kick my wife's ass!
"STOP SMILING AN FOCUS!"
I have always been the shadow of my brother. A shadow of my family, it was Grey's idea of course, he had long ago. I was his agent, one that tortured and carried out some of the jobs he himself refused to do. Death, at least to me, has been my family for as long as I can remember. On my ninth birthday, I, or rather my brother, had realized I had the talent to see the truth and to kill. I was his blade, working for the family.
It wasn't bad; I have killed about fifteen thousand people in total. Many people knew me for my light speed Artes, but that was only a front. I was the Snow Family assassin. I allowed many things to pass with Arsene by not reporting them to Grey. But I do not regret what I did. We were family, and he was my little bro.
Looking at the golden city in the distance, I turned to the shadow version of Arsene, and the abyssal brat Falis, by my side.
"Are you sure about this? Just him?" said Arsene with a heavy expression. "You could go with Grey."
"No, this is fine. I will meet with him in a few days. Grey is on a diplomatic mission with Mimir and a few gods. But I need to look at the major family's or groups." I carefully explained with a heavy heart. Sensing the horrifying power radiating from the Golden City.
"But why did you bring me?" Falis demanded, "I am very busy with my mission from Elsa. Do you know how hard it is to find a powerful formula?"
"Kid, it's actually quite simple; just ask some random faceless to handle it. That's how business is done. There is an army of them. Ask, and you will receive. If you don't like it, tell them to try again."
Opening his mouth wide, I snickered, watching Arsene fade away like a shadow. Turning to me, Falis grinned, "So then I can be lazy?"
"You can, but now you work for me. If I catch you slacking on any job, I will hang you from your cock over a swarm of sharks."
Shaking in his boots, Falis suddenly glared, "I am stronger than you!" He fired back with raging eyes, " I am an abyssal monster. You stand no chance!"
Arching my lips at the rebellious nature, I narrowed my eyes to the kid who had killed far more than me, "You are indeed stronger, but why do you think Arsene had you follow me? You're my bitch till we are done with our mission. So hold that rage till we meet an enemy."
"Now let's go," I said, moving in the other direction of the city.
"You're going the wrong way!" Falis shouted, pointing towards the city of gold.
"Going to the city is foolish. We need a map and some intel from the local people. Every city or town has a hierarchy. It may not always seem to be the case, but they exist. A doctor might be more valuable than others or a simple blacksmith. It truly all depends, and Asgard is a foreign realm to both of us. Let's learn what we can before we head in."
Snorting, he raised his head, like the disobedient teen he was, "Didn't you read the dossier created by Elsa?"
"I did, but I like to get a feel of the personality of the Asgardian people. We know the highest gods they have, but what of the demi-gods, or false gods, and whatnot. We know nothing. Our jobs will be not to share our data in the usual manner. Remember, we do not exist; we keep it and will provide it in a manner fitting our post. You hold a high position within Arsene's Court, so you have a voice. Just make it clear, how you got the information doesn't matter. Make it up, but just make sure no one knows."
"That kinda seems counter-intuitive. Would it not be easier to share it?" He asked, puzzled by the secrecy.
"It has its benefits, but remember there can always be traitors. You are not just looking at your enemies. We are gathering information on our people. That also includes your close friends and family."
Coming to a halt, I turned to him before continuing. It was not my idea to have Falis follow me. First, off he is a virgin, a little monster with no experience about the world aside from killing. He knew nothing of my work, and I was not one to teach.
However, who would I be if I didn't corrupt the future generation. Our first stop will be whore house! My boy here is going to grow up! Elsa, your brother, is going to turn into a man during this trip. When I am done, he will be pulling bitches left and right.
Turning to Falis, I smiled, watching a chill reach the depths of his heart, "My boy, I will show you the truth! Booty, my friend, is life! And from today onward, I shall teach you all my moves! I tried with Arsene, but that bastard was too cold and stiff."
"Eroma, what the hell are you—"
Chopping his forehead, I arched my head high, "Its master boy! and I, the booty warrior of sorts, will teach you my moves. From today, no woman shall resist you."
"Didn't big sis Elsa reject you a few weeks ago?" Said Falis as I shut my eyes, turning my head.
Acting a little over the top, I gazed up to the heavens, "It's only a matter of time, my boy. Elsa, that foxy demoness will be my wife one day!"
"Big Sis Elsa said you were an idiot, but I now know it's true. I believe her words when she found out I was going with you were. 'Falis, I would rather have my entire vagina removed and be branded a slave than be with that idiot!'
"Such painful words, but a challenge has been accepted. My darling Elsa will be my wife." I shouted to the heavens, slapping my chest with pure confidence, "But she is nieve if she thinks simply getting rid of her garden is enough. I can just use her other two holes."
"Two holes?" Falis asked. Turning to my new protege, I grinned.
"You have much to learn, and I have much to teach. The Dao of Booty is one many wishes to learn, and I am one of the best, my friend!"
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