Leaving Asgard, I arrived just outside my city of flames. Gazing at my hands, which glowed black, I felt a little strange. It was like I was not real, I had no soul within this form, but I could act and move normally for some reason. Aside from my odd appearance, I was without a doubt me.
The only downside was that I could only use my Spirit Qi, which was rather pathetic. I'd rather not risk cultivating and messing up my plans, but this leaves me with one mission aside from making sure everything goes according to plan.
I need to start gathering treasures. For the longest, I have been ignoring them since I really didn't need them, but since I am getting so close to Godhood, I need to start gathering them. I will be soon be judged and trialed by the Heavens. I am not sure if Aldrich is in charge of such things, but I need to prepare.
"Let's make a trip to the outskirts of those Isle," I whispered, vanishing into the darkness. I closed my eyes before I felt my very body enter the light once more.
"Arsene?" Silvia shouted, leaping into my arms like a lost child. "It's been three years. How are you?"
She asked with a gleeful smile. Noticing the small scuff mars around her clothing and dirt around her feet, I lowered her down from my neck.
"What happened?" I demanded to know, peering into the distance towards a faint shadow making its way towards us.
"Nothing much, just a few World Kings, begging for death." She said, greatly confusing me.
There was only one person, a woman with long aqua blue hair. Her face was, however, blurred, probably due to the distance. But something was odd. Silvia would not lie; she was under my thrall.
Turning back to Silvia, the shadows of my very fiber began to tremble as I shadow stepped away with Silvia in hand.
"Why did you not call me?" The woman with Long aqua blue hair angrily asked upon her mind-shattering face. Watching the very heavens dim at her beauty, my mind flashed through who this person might be. "you went to that big old Goat but not me? Were you too scared or what?"
"Who are—"
Covering Silvia's mouth, I bowed, "Levithan, I presume," I humbly responded.
"Levi-Chan to you!" She childishly shouted, puffing her cheeks. Yet, her crippling intent told a different story. "Now, answer me! Why go to that oversize Goat and not me!"
"I didn't need to. " I carefully explained. "You would not allow one to harm your daughters in such a cruel manner. You were bound to appear."
"I see; guess you're not wrong. Using the torment of Azeroth upon my daughter is more than a death sentence. I wish to bring him the to the Nines, but the Goat said to speak with you. I thought you would call me, but you never did."
"I respectfully asked you do not. Sitri is my problem. And it's not like you don't know some of my plans. You were there, were you not? Watching me and Baphomet make a deal?"
There were only two of us, and I know Bahophet would not tell. He had much to gain, so unless she was there watching. I had no other guesses how she would know.
Pressing her fingers upon her lips, Levi giggled, yet her eyes did not seem amused, "You are quite perceptive, I would love to eat you up, but Asmo would kill you. I have always wanted to fuck someone and force him to watch. You don't mind dying, right?" She seductively asked, unbuttoning the top of her tightly fitting black jerkin. That held mountains one needed to climb.
"Please stop trying to kill me! I am helping your daughter!" I hastily said, feeling his intent pressing down on me, freezing me in place. Twitching my jaw, I cursed my luck.
Knowing I could not move, Levi giggled, blinking in front of me; she touched my lips with her fingers, "I don't know, Arsene. Asmo and I were watching you play with Lisa, and it was so fiery I got so wet with jealousy. Why not play with me?"
"Jesus, Woman!" I screamed, trying to shadow stepped away but to no avail.
"He is not here, it's just me and you," She whispered in my ear.
"I'm just a shadow!" I hastily shouted, not wanting to be raped than killed.
Coming to a stop, she looked intently at my crotch, pouting her lips, "You have a cock, right? Hmm, guess you can just make a shadow cock; I am fine with it till you truly appear."
"Damn it, Levi," The chilling voice of the King howl as Levi turned pale in an instant.
Clitting her tongue, she snorted, "Call me with that damn goat, Baphomet!"
Blinking out of existence, I sighed in great relief. Flopping to the floor, I felt Like I was melting back into a shadow when Silvia suddenly laughed.
"I have never seen you like that!" She shouted in glee. "Who was that woman? She seems super powerful. She is definitely a god!"
'A god? That damn succubus is a monster!' I wished to say but remained silent, nodding in agreement, taking a few minutes to regain my barring. I arose alongside Silvia.
"Do not speak about what you just saw with anyone," I commanded, knowing none would have been able to see through what Levi-Chan and I, except her husband. The hell was he mad about, though. Maybe he should talk to his wife instead of almost killing me!
"Your pouting," Said Silvia with a knowing smile. "You wanted to—"
Covering her mouth once more, I pleaded, "Woman, you will get the both of us killed if you keep talking. Speak no more of that woman."
Licking my hands that covered her mouth, I stepped away as she smiled, "I'm going to tell, Lilith!" She shouted, fleeing in a hurry.
Dropping my jaw, I could only shiver, not wanting to know what she would do when she found out her mother wanted to have her way with me. Kami-sama, help one of your lambs. Levi-Chan will be the death of me.
Rushing after Silvia, I sighed in defeat. Even if I commanded Silvia, she ultimately belonged to Lilith. If she wanted to know, there was nothing I could do.
"What do you want?" I said as we flew through the skies of Midgard.
"Well, it's between Lilith, you, and myself," She cunningly said, "No worries, trust me!"
"Why do I see myself getting my cock removed, like Eroma when Victoria and Elsa see him?"