"She ran?" Amara exclaid, covering her mouth as she laughed at .
"Yeah. Yeah. Keep laughing. But that was the way she was. She loved to run. She'd caused chaos and run. That was her life." I defended, shaking my head. "I should've fallen into a fit of rage, but I was mystified that so child could steal my sword from right out of my hand. It was an impossibility."
"So I chased her—"
"Liar!" A sudden, startling voice claid. " Aunty Ishtar said you almost blew up the planet because of how angry you got. She even said that phisto had to appear and save her because of how humiliated you felt."
I frowned, and my eyes narrowed in slits as I heard my wife's na. I turned to the entrance and stared at the mischievous smile of an almost carbon copy of Lilith's red-athyst eyes with silky snow-white hair braided over her shoulder. She was beautiful… so beautiful I felt my heart stop for a second.
Arms on her hip, she stepped in draped in a black jerkin that hid a layer of chainmail I couldn't miss. Around the hip laid a—
"Hello, Uncle." Said the Snow white maiden walking in. "You can call Iza. I'm sure this is our first eting. Although I could be wrong, I keep forgetting. Ti is such a bitch, and I'm bad with nas… and faces."
"Iza… Aurelia ntioned that it was short for—"
"Izalith? Yup, that's !" She claid, raising her hand with a silly smile. "Hello, aunty Amara. So good to see you too. Although I'd thought you'd have a bun in the oven by now. Does Luci's spunk have no pump?"
"AH~"
I snapped my eye to Amara, who'd instantly covered her mouth, trying to mask her laughter. I growled and turned to Arsene's spawn.
"My brother is looking for you all. Ever since he figured you all were here." I explained to her, but the little lass only smiled.
"We're dealing with pho."
… She is strong. Very strong. But how is that possible? How is it possible that we never sensed her? Not once. Surely an anomaly like her should have disrupted the flow of natural law. Just how old is she?
"We can't be talking like this," I said to her, understanding that father couldn't be too happy about this. He detested ssing with ti.
From the way, he explained it to . He said that if ti travel was possible, ti was happening all at once. Which, in a way, makes sense, but it also makes everything confusing and filled with paradoxes.
"Why are you here?"
"Uncle, you break my heart! No hug! No kisses! For your bestest niece!" She opened her arms, pouting like a child." peas!!~"
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"But you're curious, aren't you? I can feel it." She smiled, covering her mouth as the innocent light spiraled into sothing demonic. "You are even a little impatient. You want to tell you about Ishtar, don't you, about your lovely wife? What do you want to know? Do you want to hear she's taken on another lover? She's had five children, or perhaps you want to hear— Oh my, now you're angry! Oh, don't be angry, Uncle. I'm sure she scread your na every ti she—"
"She's baiting you." Said Amara coldly.
Izalith suddenly burst into laughter and shrugged. " Oh, aunty… are you sure you want to get involved? From what I heard, Ishtar tor you to pieces, or maybe I'm just laughing, and she's already dead. Cut to shreds by ."
"You're definitely Arsene Spawn," I grunted, controlling my emotions, but Iza only seed to smile with a look of amusent and interest.
"Father is my Father," she claid and strutted toward the lab equipnt. "Don't be mad, uncle. Aunty Ishtar is fine. Although, she's caged like a dog with hooks puncturing her body. Last I saw her. She was withered with pestilence. Puss was ebbing off her rib cage that seed festered with maggots and other foul creatures. Her eyes appeared to have been gorged out, and her tongue split down the middle, giving her a snaky vibe. Poor aunty, you can even see her brain where dozens of nails seem to puncture.
Izalith turned to , smiling with a coldness I'd seen only in phisto at tis. " And between her legs… there is still the rotting umbilical cord belonging to my dear Aunty Aurelia."
My teeth hadn't clenched so hard since the war between Micheal and that brought about that taste of blood.
"Why are you telling this?" I said through sheer control.
Iza giggled. " To feel that madness, that icy bloodlust, of course. Ah~ such a delicacy. Oh, Uncle… I wonder what will you do to rescue your wife?"
"YOU BITCH!" I howled, snapping directly in front of her as I snatched her neck so tight I could feel her warmth and the hamring of her heart.
… She was loving this! What the fuck did Arsene create!
"Teehee! Yup! But don't be mad." Iza said with a blush. "I need your help, is all. And you will help us from beginning to end, even if that ans betraying pho. Because even if you reach the peak in Arcadia, you will never be able to find your wife."
"Why? Why are you doing this."
"Why? Do I need a reason to hurt you? Do I need a reason to use you? Uncle… we are family. It's only good fun. Or perhaps I just want to look you in the eye at the end and kill Ishtar right before your eyes. And feast on that pain."
… She's mad!
Izalith smiled and slipped away in a blink of an eye; to my amazent, she was out of my palm near the exit. "We own you, Uncle. Oh, and I'd keep quiet about this. Sa with you, Aunty Amara. Crowe and Ves don't have the heart to threaten you. After all, your family. I, on the other hand, have no issue with using family. Next ti we et, I hope you comply with so of the requests we have. I'll allow leeway with so of the requests. But not all. And rember…
She turned to with red in her eyes, overtaking the athyst. "I've no problem in keeping your darling wife as my pet. After all, behind my back is all of the Abyss. Such a sha their family hates you. None of this wouldn't have happened if phisto didn't have them exiled."
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