"Go on, boy, continue,"
Rolling my eyes, masking the unease covering me with its wings, I revealed only a half smile, "You're an intelligent man with some type of plot; that is a mystery to me; why don't you tell me what you and God discussed in more detailed and I'll tell you what I know."
"I liked the old you better; He was better to get along with." He remarked.
"You hurt me, my friend, " I added, feigning an injury. " So with all of this ice and the extinguishing of the sun, does that mean that—"
"You are not the only 'monster' this era created. There are a few aside from Aldrich who can challenge the Fallen Duo." Mephisto said, emphasizing 'monster.' "There will be a new sun, under the Descendants of Sol. The darkness might be unmatched in its core creation, but Father's light is nothing to scuff at, and it is what we Angels generate through our wings."
Other Monster like me? I might be arrogant. Ok, very arrogant, but I find it hard to believe others can match me. Logic dictates there should be, but I carry the Fourth Level of Hellfire within my Soul, the Spear of Noctem, the Power of the Forsaken, and the Blessing of Zariel. On my level, no one can stand against me and my myriad of power.
"The Wielders of Light or Light Bearers are a group of monsters founded on the belief of Samael."
"Isn't that Lucifer?" I asked, not understanding why he couldn't just say Lucifer.
"Lucifer is a Fallen, and Samael is an Angel. Two sides of the coin, but how the Light Bearers were born and lives reveals the worship of a god who no longer follows its path. For all intended purposes, Samael is dead, but his legacy remains. And for some reason, Soloman was the first to encounter such Descendants of Light. Carrying the surname of Sol or Pendragon, The Avatar of Light, known as Mithra, blessed her descendants with endless power. Still, that power would only awaken upon the birth of a child from the God of Magic, Solomon."
"So the progenitor of the Descendents of Light are here?"
"Born and raised within Aether, they are the King's secret weapon and close friends. While worshiping a dead god, the Entire Clan still bows their head before Lady Mithra."
"Lady Mithra," I recounted, narrowing my eyes at the formal tone in which Mephisto spoke her name. There was almost a sort of warmth in his tone.
"Hmm, if there were one being who holds father's blessing and love, it would be Mithra, as she was born from the darkness. Her twin, Lunafreya, however, was also lucky as she gained the Abyss's blessing, although its mystery still eludes even me, as Luna refuses to use it."
Interesting. Luna has a twin. I had a theory about the light being molded from the darkness to be its counter, but I didn't think I'd be right—Arsene for the win.
Folding my arms around one another, I looked up at the skies, a deadly black, sucking in even the glow of the star's chaos cycles away.
"There shall come a coming darkness," Mephisto uttered a key piece of the prophecy with a looming smile, "While that refers to you, it also refers to the blade Lilith just created. She got me this time fusing the Abyssal Blade. I didn't think she'd sacrifice such an artifact. While nothing changes, it just means your wife has removed herself from the battle I foresee. It's for the best, I guess. Avatars have no business in worldly affairs."
Sensing something unlike anything I had felt before, I lifted my head up towards the skies, where my eyes took note of a young woman with long silky blonde hair that seemed to dazzle under the ever-reaching darkness. Shimming so bright a coldness birth itself in my heart, a pulse of Seraphic energy rippled from her golden eyes as a majestic set of translucent wings spread from her back.
She pierced through the clouds.
"What will you do? Care to meet a rival?" He asked, and I nodded. Feeling a pulse in my very Soul I hadn't felt before.
Lilith was the only one I considered a rival, but we have yet another. Or at least Mephisto believes so.
"Also, Avar is one too, but that discussion will only anger you, so I'll take my leave. Have fun, my lovely disciple."
Steeling the core of my Soul, darkness enveloped me as I shadow stepped into the far reaches of space. As an explosion of golden light filled the skies in a miracle of light startling me, I did nothing to stop it, only watching as a new star-filled my sight.
"Oh?" The Golden eye young lady said, turning to me with a bright smile, under the birth of a new star, shimmering with untold radiance. "A Child of Tene!! How rare!"
… is that a British accent? Gods, this needs to stop. I'm going to fall in love.
"And you a Child of Mithra, or do you consider yourself to be a child of Samael?"
A glint of surprise filled her starry eyes, but she nodded nevertheless, "both. But you seem well versed in our history. Who spilled the secret? Was it Lammy? I bet it was! She's always snitching!"
The young woman smiled like a fox, and her translucent wings quivered, "was it her!"
She's quite the excited one.
"My sources are those of a higher plane," I revealed, wishing to garner her attention as she seems like someone with a low attention span.
"Poo," she begrudgingly moaned, " tsk whatever, I'm outta here! Nice meeting you, Stranger. Till the wheels of fate allows us to meet once more! May Mithra's Light guide your path."
"Wai—"
Vanishing from my sight in a wisp of light, I couldn't believe how fast she was, as her movements seemed almost like teleportation but with her feet almost like my shadow step.
"How interesting."
She didn't hold me in contempt, nor did she seem to care I was a chosen of Tenebrae. Goddess of Light, Mithra, huh? And those translucent wings. Is she a Nephilim? The future is looking up. It seems Aether has a few secrets I need to figure out; same for Genisis. But I didn't think Avar would be so strong.
So Luna and Mithra are sisters. Both are born from the darkness, one with the power of The One, the other the power of the Abyss.
Crossing my arms over one another in the outreaches of space, I sighed, unsure what to say regarding that eccentric golden eye woman. She was at the pinnacle, but she did not act like it. I wonder what the blood of Nephilim tastes like? No, I can't. Stop making enemies. I need to focus on my task. It's as she said. It's up to the wheels of fate.
Shaking my head, I sighed and opened my senses, shadow stepping back to the planet below. There were many things to do, but I needed to start treading carefully. If each of the Twelve Planes has secrets or monsters, then I expect all hell will break loose one day.
Not to mention that bastard Mephisto seamlessly changed the conversation regarding the particular spells the Ruler and Monarchs possess. I wonder what Lilith did, that she was required to use that spell, and what was the price?
Sending a long glance to this new Sun above my head, my eyes narrowed before I walked into the carriage Lady Black delivered.
Ignoring the two guardsmen staring up at the star, I tapped the carriage top, signaling to get moving.
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"What do you think about the sudden destruction and subsequent birth of a new star," Valice inquired the very moment the carriage came to a halt as she stood outside her estate with a squad of soldiers at her beckon command.
Is she going to war or something? What's with the squad?
"You tell me," I said, narrowing my eyes, " I hear Aether was the reason for the birth of this star."
There was a frown on Valice, and she placed her hands behind her back, "Is that right? and why do you think that? I don't know about it?"
She is lying.
She would know of it if there was such a massive monster hidden in Aether.
There's no way the king of Aether would not have told his wife. Especially one that is a Paragon. While we are not enemies, I might need to accelerate a few things.
"Well, that's fine if you don't wish to tell me. But I just had an interesting conversation with the golden-eye lass."
Eyes widening, " How did you get to space? No one left the—"
"I've my ways. She's quite something and a little on the eccentric side. And she seems to like to bully someone named Lammy. It seems like the Light Bear—"
"Ok, that's enough, initiate Order X, " Valice commanded as the eyes of every guardsman turned dead. In but a moment, they fell limp, and their souls were gone. Vanishing before I could even grab hold of them.
"I guess the identity of that clan is of the highest?"
A cold, suffocating atmosphere rippled from Valice as she took a few steps forward, "who the bloody hell are you?"
"Now you wanna ask that? Don't you think it's a little late," I plainly responded, unsure why she seemed so upset. "But it begs the question, how do I know of this? How do I know about the Descendants of Sol?"
"Keep talking, and you'll be dead, and it won't matter. I suggest we both keep silent on this matter. Deal?"
My brow gently grew arched, " we'll see. I've my eye upon her and on Avar of Genesis. Two extreme monsters. It makes you wonder what the two fallen are up to."
"Excuse me!" she uttered, taking a few steps back as her tone began to tremble and her eyes quivered as if a cold realization appeared.
"Surely you are—"
"Please don't act as if you haven't made the same conclusion. And I'm sure you've also taken notice of the various cathedrals around the world. I've heard much of Aether and its almost endless tales of history. The Etherial plane may reign supreme when it comes to recording history. Still, you guys have your fingers in almost every major event that takes place," I revealed, shaking my head, as Bael had written a few things regarding the complexity of Aether.
Aether was the birthplace of Qi, commonly known as Ether, there or Arcana. Each of these names, while subjected to various dynamics regarding the foundation of magic and circles, ultimately do the same thing.
Every Dao Cycle, the laws would change, and so too would the energy usage. Qi will alternate between these three titles. But in the end, on a fundamental level, all three act similarly with minor differences.
Aether's wizards, witches, and warlocks are probably one of the most feared people to battle. On a fair playing field, everything will be fine, but when it comes to those that hide in the dark, everything is subjected to luck if you are marked. I'd even read that some Paragons walk around with various Artifacts to guard against killing spells that kill the target no matter what. Although most of those are based upon blood laws."
I must thank Zariel for that, though; since my blood is constantly changing, using any blood spell on me will ensure it only partly works.
"Congrats, Mr. Blackwater. I will speak to my husband regarding a meeting. You have officially captured my attention." Valice uttered sharply with a cold regal air to her.
"So seems. Then allow me to give my thanks in advance; I'm sure you've many questions, " I replied with a teasing smile.
Sorting almost derisively, Valice rolled her dark eyes, "By year's end, you will have an audience; I'd recommend you start preparing."
"I'll say the same thing with you," I coldly said, "glancing up at the legion of angels monitoring the skies. You guys are far too complacent with them acting as guards. An angel without the Laws of Concordance is but a lost angel. And the most dangerous kind. "
"I'll take your warning to heart, now. Before we head off to the colosseum—"
"HUH, I was just there! I don't want to go back!"
"Before we head back," She repeated, ignoring my words without care, " Your two daughters are here to see you. They are playing with Zanta."
"Huh?!"
"And they brought your sister."
Pushing out my senses, my heart raced as I shadow stepped, appearing before an emerald-headed goddess mischievously smiling at me.
"If it isn't my arch-nemesis."
'Hiiiiiiiiiiiiii, bubba!"
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