*Bam!*
The beast slammed his fist into the chair behind Beezlebub, who had dodged the attack in the first place.
"You're a terrible king and an even worse father," The Beast spat out as he sliced the dagger through the air, aiming at Beelzebub's throat.
"I trained you son… I may be terrible at both those things… It's too bad you didn't lost fighting!" Beezlebub yelled, dodging the blade and twisting around The Beast, grabbing him by the throat and throwing out of the room.
"Residents of hell! Is this who you guys are putting your faith into?! So be it, for that is your decision… However… I will kill any rebels who go against me…"
Beezlebub stood over the other residents on his higher cliff. Staring down at all the demons of hell.
"Ha…Haha… Hahahahahaha! Old man! We're over here!" The Beast yelled in delight as he saw Beezebub facing an entirely different way.
'Ah… Shit' Beezlebub thought as he looked through the blurryness of his eyes.
"Dad… When were you going to tell everyone you were fading!? How long do you have left old man! Hahahahahahahaha," The beast laughed at Beezlebub's misfortune as he gained his bearings.
"Fading? I am too strong to fade, I'll never fade… That being said… I can still fight anyone here who has a problem with the way we are…"
*Crack*
Not even a second after Beezlebubs words did he feel the pain of his neck snapping. For a devil it wasn't a fatal injury, but it was still incredibly painful to go through.
"Can you? Can you fight everyone Beez? It's been a while, I wondered if you'd changed at all… I see you have, you've become a little bitch haha!"
Beezlebub widened his eyes as his son smirked, seeing the man standing next to Beezlebub.
"I found him deep inside Abbadon's jail, it's only a matter of time before I find Astorath, then me, him, Astorath, and Abbadon will rise and take over…"
Beezlebub swayed, as if he was tired. Suddenly though, his body moved faster than anyone could see.
"I see you're still kicking Mephisto, can't say I'm surprised to be honest…"
The man smiled as he looked at Beezlebub. "It's been a while Beezlebub… It's too bad you seem to have gone soft," Mephisto answered, standing there in all his glory as his eyes glowed red.
"Soft? Who said that!?" Beezlebub said grabbing Mephisto by the wrist and slammed him into the ground.
"Wow… You really did get soft, because why can't I feel it Beez?" Mephisto cackled as he soared over Beezlebub, grabbing him by the head and slamming his knees into his face.
"Maybe because… I'm not going hard!" Beezlebub replied elbowing Mephisto in the solar plexus.
"Yeah obviously… Otherwise that hit would damage me…" Mephisto said smirking as he threw Beezlebub away, slamming him into a mountain in hell.
"Shh… I didn't want to show the kids down there… But you really took me to a place where they can't see… Mephisto… Are you stupid or something!"
Beezlebub's entire body erupted into blue energy as horns grew out of his head, his fingers turned into shape claws as dark leathery wings burst from his back.
Mephisto widened his eyes as he stepped back, barely dodging the insanely fast swiped of Beezlebub's claw hands.
"Beezlebub… You learned how to tap into our original forms?" Mephisto said in awe as Beezlebub's claws ripped into his body, tearing his flesh and slamming him into the ground in a bloody mess.
"I never once wanted to use it, as it is too much… But you are too strong, even if I die here Mephi… You know I'm going to have to kill you…"
Mephisto laid on the ground, coughing up blood and smiling. "You were always a family guy, even after forcing your son down there into years of torture you still had his best interest in mind… But Bee, you're doing all this to stop your grandson from being like us? He's a devil for God's Sake!"
Mephisto disappeared from the ground and reappeared behind Beezlebub, holding a huge scythe that was aimed at the back of Beezlebub's neck.
"You are… Terribly slow Mephisto," Beezlebub said turning and slapping the scythe away, stomping Mephisto into the ground.
"Hah… Hah… Fine Beez… You wi-" Mephisto stopped talking as Beezlebub sliced his head off, his eyes dull, though a small tear fell from the side of his right eye.
"Mephisto, you were my brother and my best friend, even now I love you the same… Sleep well," Beezlebub said as he floated away, gaining his energy to fight his son again.
*Boom*
Beezlebub widened his eyes as a fist ripped through his body. "H-Huh?"
"Hahahahahaha! Did you think that I didn't know how to do it too? A weak power like yours is nothing to me Beez! Nothing! Rot here in hell alright?… I wonder where Devils go once they're killed. Don't worry about your grandson… I'll treat him very nicely haha…"
With this every devil felt the death of Beezlebub, some were happy, some were angry, but all knew what was bound to happen.
War was now brewing, and it was only a matter of time before it began.
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"Hmm… I see now Michael, Beezlebub is dead, so you know what this means correct?" God asked, his tone gentle.
"Yes father… I understand…" Michael said bowing, waiting for the end that was soon to come.
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"Hah… Everytime I look at you I can't get enough, please won't you be mine?" A man said as he bowed with his sword out in front of Scathath.
Scathath looked down on the man in annoyance. "Sigurd, understand this, I have only called upon you for the war, you are not an option…"
"You'll come around eventually!" Sigurd replied, the legendary dragon slayer had found his future wife…
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"You're finally at a level you can be proud of! Isn't that great?" Selene asked smiling as he held Argen's hand, pressing her cleavage against his arm.
"No… Tell me more about Lady Hemera…" Argen said, standing taller than before and looking older, after all, two years had passed since he'd left Camelot…
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"Kronos is rising… He seems to have chosen a new body… How do you feel about that Luke?" A woman asked standing in front of the false god as he lay on his throne in Olympus.
"Does this mean we can finally get rid of my competition? I hate having so many gods surrounding me all the time…" Luke said with a yawn as he went back to sleep.
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"Thank you for the training Master Musashi, but it seems things are beginning to heat up once again… I can't wait to see everyone again…" Nia said smiling as his hair fell down to his knees, his branch sword sheathed at his right.
"Yes… Now get the fuck out of here, wasting my time," Musashi said annoyed. The truth was he had never gotten Nia to use his actual sword.
Sure Nia had learned the techniques and gained more fighting experience than he'd ever had before, but not having to use his actual sword once hurt Musashi's pride.
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"Kratos do you truly have to leave?" A woman said hugging Kratos from behind as they were both naked.
"Yes… I will return to you, but for now I need to go back… It's only one war…"
Kratos then got up and got dressed, looking down at his newborn daughter. "I will return…"
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Hah… After all this time I'm finally returning to Albion… I won't miss you bastards!" Mordred said smiling as he looked at the Knights of the round table.
Two years ago he had finally managed to break through to Avalon. It had been a rough battle with him against the rest, which then ended in Arthur stopping the fight seeing Mordred had no bad intentions.
"Love you Mordred!" Arthur said laughing as Mordred walked through a golden portal.
"Y-Yeah whatever!" Mordred said running through the portal, though a small smile was hidden on his face.
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"So you want me to join you? And why should I? We've only ever talked once you know?" A woman said as Argen stood above her, his eyes glowing silver by default now.
"You are alone, I want to change that… You began my journey to who I am today, the least I can do is give you a family… Though… We may have to fight a bit…"
Argen stared at the woman as he held his hand out. Another woman behind him.
"Argen I didn't know you were in with so many goddesses! How many of them do I need to kill?!" Selene said angry as she looked at Kym, the daughter of Poseidon, as well as the goddess that had helped him in the sea of monsters.
"So… Will you join me?" Argen asked, smiling a little as his hand shook.
"Hmm… Fine," Kym said nodding and taking his hand.
With this Argen and the two goddesses left the underwater space, reappearing in Camelot.
"Hello… Everyone."
Next Chapter: Beginning of the war
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"On your right Mordred," Argen said as he leaned against a castle wall, drinking a muddy looking drunk.
"The eagles? Yeah I know, who knew these bastards had such power… If I had known they were this weak I would have just taken over Albion a long time ago."
Mordred smirked as he unsheathed Clarent, slicing through the horned monster and pivoting on his right foot to deliver a fatal blow to a swarm of giant eagles.
"Thank you for the experience," Mordred said Bowing with his sword turned to the side.
"You are quite the swordsman young lad!" The new member, Sigurd, said smiling as he slashed through some human guards. "But nothing compared to my lady!"
"I'm not your lady," Scathath said in a tired tone as she kicked through a guard.
"They seem to have tamed the monsters of the land, quite a scary thing don't you think?" Nia said as he unsheathed his sword and sheathed it again, slicing through the remaining guards.
"Fear is irrelevant," Kratos said as he came from the sky, holding a griffon that he slammed into the castle doors, breaking through and opening the path to the throne room.
"Careful now, if you are too busy looking at Scathath you could die…" Argen said as a knife stopped an inch away from Sigurds eye.
Sigurd had caught the knife of course, but Argen found it kind to remind him.
"Ah yes thank you sir!" Sigurd said cheerfully as he continued staring at Scathath.
'Haha, he's like one of those training dummies you used to summon,' Argen said in his head as Scathath smiled a bit, remembering the doughy dark looking beings she would use for Argen to train.
"Who dares enter the palace without permission-" A man began to say before Mordred surged toward the voice, stopping right in front of the throne before slicing down with Clarent.
"Hmm… I guess he's learned honor?" Nia said, pleased as he saw Mordred stop barely a half inch away from the mans throat.
"To cut you down without a weapon is dishonorable, ready yourself…"
Mordred's words trailed as he turned and sliced Clarent, hitting three small knives that were aiming for his neck.
"Two on one?"
"Cease your attacks! We can handle this diplomaticly I'm sure?" The king, at least that's what it looked like with him sitting in a throne and all, said holding his hands up and standing up.
Three small figures fell from the ceiling and landed at his side, bowing as he looked at Argen and his family.
"Diplomaticly? No can do!" Nia said laughing awkwardly as the king looked at all of them, trying to find a way to get out of this.
"Then how about this? Leave my kingdom out of it, I will fight one of you? But I get to choose!"
The king laughed inwardly, he wasn't just a weak loser, no there was much more to him.
Scathath shrugged and the rest nodded, so the king took that as agreement.
"Then I will fight… You! The boy with the bright hair!" The king said as he drew a long sword, both hands wrapped around the hilt as he readied himself to attack.
Besides the woman, who he was thinking of saving for later, the boy looked the weakest out of the group.
"If I win you all become my slaves, deal?"
Argen, who the king had pointed too, looked at the rest with a tired expression on his face.
"Slaves? If you win they become slaves? Fine, sounds like a plan…"
The king smirked as he lunged forward, the three small forms moving at a speed none of them expected and all four surged toward Argen.
"What is this?" Argen said sighing before his eyes glowed silver.
*Boom!*
One of the small people were stopped midair by silver energy, as the other two were stopped by two beautiful women, and The King's sword was stopped by Argen's fingers.
"What's with the surprised face? If you can use your minions then surely my family would step in… Listen, you should have chosen Mordred, as he's changed from his old ways… Me though? I've never changed, not even a little bit."
Argen finished his words by snapping the sword and sending a red beam of energy through the heart of the king, killing bim instantly.
The little people, which turned out to be three little girls, stood there in shock, seeing that the king was dead.
"I'm guessing you were slaves? It's fine, I don't really like hurting innocent kids… Especially ones like you."
Sigurd looked at the girls with hate as Argen began leaving the throne room.
"But Sir, aren't they liabilities? What if they try to get revenge?" Sigurd asked, confused as to why Argen would show mercy to people who had tried to kill them.
His only impressions of Argen were from Scathath, and the way she talked about him made it seem as if he wasn't that grown. She said he had lots of training to do, so he assumed he'd help with that. Maybe with this Scathath would be grateful for his help and marry him.
"Liabilities? Hey Sigurd, look at their eyes, that dull look, I'm sure a spoiled little dragon slayer like you wouldn't understand, but we do, Mordred and I specifically… Leave them."
"But!-"
"Shut the fuck up," Argen said turning as he grabbed Sigurd by the throat.
"Look at them, scars all over their body, the dull look of defeat, they look seven at best, they've probably lived all their lives as slaves for that bastard, and guess what power hungry people do to innocent weak little kids who can't defend themselves? They rape them and hurt them without mercy, leave them…"
Argen let go of Sigurd as he looked back at the girls once more and turned, walking with the rest of his family.
Sigurd was shocked at Argen's words, but not for the right reasons. 'Spoiled little dragon slayer!' He thought as his heart began beating fast, speeding up as his body began to beat up.
'Wait… I should calm down, Lady Scathath is right there, and killing her precious student would not be smart.'
Sigurd sighed as his heart calmed down and he followed the rest out.
"Are they all out Asfalis? Good, reign havoc Havoc, we need space for the war," Argen said as a huge red and silver spiraled dragon poked its head out of a silver portal.
As Argen and the others disappeared a huge red beam connected with the land, destroying the once great kingdom that Argen and the others overthrew in half an hour.
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"Welcome to Camelot citizens of those other kingdoms no one cares about!" Mordred said as he looked at the large crowd in the town square.
Even though it was a lot of people, he was glad to see Camelot being active again like it used to be…. Before he ruined it.
Mordred explained everything to the people while the others got them all situated in Camelot.
Argen and Scathath, the two main leaders of the group, went back to the castle, both tired from work.
Selene and Kym, Argen's holy helpers as he liked to call them, decided to give him a break.
Selene had kept him up the night before with her constant questions as Kym had been reading every book in the castle.
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"Scathath… Be careful with what you do next…" Argen said staring Scathath in the eye as she was less than an inch away from him, her hot breath tickling his skin as she leaned forward toward him…
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Well that went from Zero to a Hundred real fast! What the hell happened here! Even I, TheGodSage, have no clue… Oh well.
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