With the crackle of Balor, my eyes slid towards the southwest as a pillar abruptly flared into the black skies, twisting with unimaginable energy before connecting just above the city alongside the other congealing essence.
"Yu Jing," I muttered and nudged Lilith's shoulder with my own. " Get out of here. Things are about to get complicated if Balor were to find you." Lilith looked at me with something to say, but I shook my head. " Just go. I got this. Plus, you left a clone."
Lilith's lips pressed tightly together, and her cool amethyst gaze slid to the Ilthad and then to Balor. "Alright. But I'll be watching. You better be careful. I've got a few ideas on creating the Abyssal System."
Turning into a sea of embers, Lilith vanished, leaving the bird cage Zantar had prepared with utter ease.
"Arsene Snow," Balor finally called, snapping his regal eyes blazing with a tainted seraphic qi. "Belphegor has informed me of your Flames of Abyssal Night, a product of tainting your Flames of Hellfire." He paused and dragged his lips upwards. " You will burn the souls that carry my King's Crest, searing them out of existence."
Another pang struck me as I stared at the endless soul overflowing with essence, and a smile came to me as I had a thought, noticing Levi and Asmo's souls within the king's mark.
"Lilith will have to do some work in the origin realm, but it should work." I mused to myself, opening my palm and sending a sliver of intent through the battlefield, seizing everyone's soul.
"Oh?" Said Lucifer. "That's a savage move. Have you never heard of respect?"
"And when I'm dead, you should do the same for me," I coldly mentioned as each soul began to glow, and before anyone could think of my action, I stole everything from the soul space where most gods usually kept their most prize possessions. While I couldn't do much with it, I was sure Lilith could find someone in the Origin Realm to upgrade them to match our children's power.
Keeping a mental note on all that belongs to Baphomet, Azeroth, Levi, and Asmodeus, Embers of my Abyssal Flames began to trickle into existence one by one. And with a thought, I set the world aflame with black embers that congealed into a gruesome flames baring its fangs, generating flames as strong as a million imploding stars; the birdcage locking everyone in began to scream, as did the souls caught by my fire.
Burning the world, ash, and king marks alike, ensuring everyone here would never revive and would fade from the minds of everyone, including myself, the world stilled.
"Lord Snow," A mental call came. " We can stop Zantar, but you'll need to figure out a way to stop Balor. Layla can stop him for a few seconds, but she'll die." Aegis remarked sternly, then added. " Also, remember Zantar acting like Soloman? Fallen can split themselves in half; this may be just half his power."
"I'll be quick," I mused and snapped my eyes to the pooling gate absorbing the pure soul essence.
"Will you?" Balor barked, unknowingly standing before me with blazing eyes. "You will do your job: Open the Gates to Iluthath, lead me to Arcadia and then die." He lifted his gaze to Lucifer," And you will prepare yourself. I am coming for the Nines."
"Little angel. Has Bephigor turned your brain to rot? I commend your courage, but it's because you still have minor use that I, Lucifer Morningstar, allow you to breathe the same air as I. Belphegor is in my Hells; should I wish his death, his head would have long been mine. Do not mistake patients as weakness."
Balor crackled as something odd began to occur. His eyes began to bleed, and the iris began to expand into a pooling sea of black, while his wings that once shimmered began to… bleed. Feathers began to fall as if he was no longer worthy, leaving only bones and the faint outline of ethereal wings.
"I am no longer an angel, no longer a Fallen! I will be more; I will be the New GOD!"
… Madness. Is he serious? It's one thing to steal the throne of a lower realm but… but does he think it's so simple?
"Your time is coming, Lucifer Morgninstar… Former Lord of Hell."
My eyes narrowed, and I didn't need eyes in the back of my head to know Lucifer had done the same; This was utter Madness.
"Look carefully, Arsene; This is true madness," Lucifer said after a bewildered pause. " Insanity at its finest."
I snorted, shaking my head, and refocused on the pooling essence, sucking in a long breath; darkness filled my eyes, and the world turned to utter darkness, leaving not an ounce of light. I blocked out everything and everyone.
Suddenly from the darkness, a wisp of light barrelled through the night, whipping through the horizon, and vanished. And there was only darkness.
"What the…"
Again?! Another wisp of light flashed this time, two of them moving faster than ever before. And somehow vanished over the horizon before I could even move. Over and over, more wisps of light flashed till a meteor shower of starry light fell from the skies, banishing the darkness. A massive gate emerged.
"Crowe, Stop it!" came a rasping voice that sounded so weak barked. "We've already fucked with the timeline!!"
"Fuck time! We were sent back to make all these events happen, idiot! How are you a fucking Snow! Keep that up, and I'll t-bag your bitch ass," the one called Crowe barked.
"Please. Does your dick even work?"
Blinking as the voices came out of nowhere, ethereal and without definition, I stood a little confused. But I knew the name, Crowe. It was what Aurelia and Zariel called they're secondborn.
"Look, he's figuring it out. He looks so young, lol. Old man, you good!" Crowe asked. "Sorry, but the twins can't talk to you as there 'might' be a minor paradox event like last time. "But once the gates snap open, you must head to the Isles of S'lova. The gates are there! Shit, we've got to go. Thanks for opening the path to Ilutath. Oh, give aunty kisses from all of us! She's the best!"
If you are confused about time, well, think of a big ball of yarn. It's all over the place and confusing to untangle. The twins did not disrupt anything as everything they did was fate... Or God's plan, whatever you want to call it.
I'd say watch Doctor Who or watch the episode of family guy where the universe created Stewie to make the universe.
Peering at the pillar of flaming wisp that had congealed into a massive doorway, three faint beings whipped through the pillar of light and vanished. Taken back by the suddenness of this, I cursed.
"Son of a bitch! Did the twins just ignore me? Bet. You mother fuckers are going to get it in the present or past, whichever. Yall better hope I'm dead. You're not too young for me to whip that ass! Fetus or not"
Snorting annoyingly, I approached the pillar of transcending light. Slowly entering an entirely new world altogether. Startled for a second, I shuttered as I saw crystals large as a person.
"... This is… this is the temple of eternal darkness." But why is… Wait, did the children come here? Or could they directly transcend this waypoint?
"UNCLE HELP!!!!" Bellowed Crowe, "We LOST!"
"You fucking idiots!" I snapped.
"Just kidding. That's for being a dick when I was two! Who the hell tosses a toddler off a helicopter to train them? Goodbye though, see you in the future."
That's not a bad idea. Helicopter, and let's add no parachutes… while being intoxicated. Damn, that'll be a good training exercise. Thanks, Crowe, you just played yourself. Bet.
Chuckling, I studied the surroundings finding myself somewhat reminiscent of back then. Tracing my fingers over the crystals, I paused as the world caring five moons and seven suns, glinting over the horizon. Trees of utter evergreen under sheets of silver ebbing over the horizon all slipped into my view, and I froze.
"Iluthath!"
'Lilith, are you seeing this?" I mentally asked, feeling her nod her head on her end.
"Don't get distracted. Hurry to the gates. Everything flows on Intent. Will, your Intent, and the Palace of Night might automatically take you where you need to be." She said, her tone somewhat weak and faded.
My jaw tightened. And with a single thought, I felt myself consumed by darkness appearing within a massive dome of darkness. Suddenly millions, if not billions, of images appeared, as an influx of knowledge began to appear in my mind.
"I see." I mused, running my finger over the darkness. And after a long while, I opened my eyes to the real world. And snapped as the pooling essence suddenly transformed, taking the form of hundreds of ethereal gates; a tremor ran from Lucifer into me.
"Father's essence," Whispered Lucifer.
Noting the absence of Mephisto, I held my tongue, frowning as I thought he'd be here. Was… was he still looking for the children?
My eyes narrowed, and I looked up, "There shall come a Flame of Night to carry forth the cycle. Seven Stars born of Chaos shall awaken. Angels' blood shall fall. Bringing forth a coming night that shall stain the light, breaking its eternal war. Around this night shall exist, Four Gates of Apocalypse, that shall bring forth the End and Beginning."
If Raziel represented angels' blood falling, and Balor the night breaking the eternal war between demons and angels, all that leaves is the Flame of Night to bring forth the cycle… wish should be happening… now!
The gates all trembled, and as if something had connected with me, my mind flashed to the bed of Chaos as a pulse suddenly rippled through the empty void.
"Lucifer, have the Fallen release more energy! We need more power. Destroy your clone if you must."
Noticing the crackling Balor staring hungrily at the gate and then Zantar looking on with fever, I sneered. " Aegis, do it. Get rid of Zantar for five minutes."
"Confirm," He replied, and the throne of darkness between my brow suddenly began to tingle as darkness suddenly swelled from the empty void tainted by the Abyss of Night. I watched as a veil suddenly covered Zantar before he could even act.
'What is this!" Zantar barked, releasing a massive amount of Nectoric Qi that the darkness devoured, sending it all around the bed of Chaos or into the shadow realm where it would wander for all eternity.
And in a blink of an eye, Zantar was banished from sight.
"Arsene, hurry!" Said Seraphia sharply. The moment Lucifer and the other Six suddenly erupted with such power. It made even Balor seem insignificant.
I grunted, controlling the power being transmitted to me, but as I felt the rippling throughout the Chaos, coming in like waves burning worlds and laws away like they were nothing, my aura began to permeate the Bed of Chaos, as new Laws started to take its place, and by there side, stood my darkness.
"Now!' Zariel howled from the emptiness,
Pooling all that energy gathered from the dead angels, demons, and abyss fiends alongside the coming storm that rippled through the bed of Chaos, I soared through the skies with Noctem in hand.
"Allow me to assist,' said the childlike voice of the Pale Lord. "Shatter those gates, boy!"
Consumed by a strange essence that seemed to reject both the abyss and the Myriad Heavens, I shot forth, not having time to carefully analyze this aura. Piercing through light and time alike, the concept of Supremacy showered the foreign energy fueling me.
I crashed.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM
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"Arsene! Wake the hell up!!!" Came a desperate howl! "Two minutes! Left hurry!"
Grunting as I opened my eyes, pain viciously tore at my mind as a grunt burrowed out of my lips. Staggering with laceration alongside melted flesh, I groaned, spitting blood from my lips, and turned my eyes to Balor combatting Lilith and Layla.
Confused, everything became focused as I snapped my head towards the skies filled with embers of light.
"Arsene!!!!" Lilith howled as her body turned to dust as Balor roared.
"DIE!!!!!!!" He cried, howling to the heavens, "PRISON OF GOD!!!" he chanted again, but within Layla's hand, the golden spear suddenly glowed with the power of Chaos.
"That won't work on me!' She uttered coldly, batting the god away, "This spear was formed by the Drew of Chaos, the fuel of the Myriad Heavens."
"Then I'll splinter you in have!" he snapped, piercing his feet into the shattered earth, coming to a quick halt.
Narrowing my eyes, I cursed beneath my breath, " Layla, enter the Gates!" I shouted, pulling out Pandora's Box, the very gift Mephisto had given me. Cursing that, he foresaw all this, a chill, unlike anything I had felt before, rippled from Balor.
"T-t-that box!" He said, his tone growing lighter, fearful. "How? It was destroyed during the fall of…."
Not bothering to care to hear what he had to say, I opened Pandora's Box.
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