Semi-disturbing chapter.
I see. So Buer took out all the bones and pasteurized them like an egg. Did he think I'd eat them? Drink them with a straw? That's so sus behavior. I can't even tell who is who. But they are Kings of Hell.
"The Court of Nox," I started, arching my lips. " One of you is in charge over there. So here's what I'm going to do. I want you to bring them to . I want the leader. And whoever does it first gets live. I'm not sure if you idiots understand the situation. But from this point on. No one is a king, no prince, duke, count, or anything of royalty. The Originals are descending and will not allow another to possess their na."
I paused, sucking in a sharp breath that turned my bones to ice. "The Court of Nox has been a thorn in my side since I was a child. And honestly, while I would like to destroy it. I have another goal in mind. Bring the leader."
Dropping the leash that held so magical hold over the eight Kings of Hell, divinity flared like a magical storm of anarchy, and they vanished.
"What do you have in mind, Master?" Ezra inquired.
"Vivictus will join the Order of Chaos, falling under my power. They will be an elite group that will stand above all else. But the Court of Nox will be sothing else. It will be a group for those that do not et my personal standard; they'll be known to serve two gods. Tenebrae and Tenebrous."
"You're taking over!" Ezra blurted out.
I nodded. "We were still in the process of negotiation last ti we spoke. So the devils are still considered Yornen allies, that blasted Ilthads companion but no more. They're mine. It will be quite a surprise to see eight kings appear. " I turned to Ezra's pale countenance. "Head to the Ninth layer and gather what you need. Then head to the second layer."
"My Lord… can I ask? Why now? If this was all planned out. Why not co to you earlier? Like before we entered the abyss or right after."
I pondered Asmodeus's daughter's words for a while and glanced at the succubus, smiling with care.
"Fuck off, will you?"
The little whore jumped in place and quickly bowed as she scurried off. And my gaze returned to Ezra. "Because everything phisto does screws, soone. I'm sure not everyone is alright with destroying multiple Heavens. He had to be quick. He had to force the other Fallen's hands. Right now, the Fallen only have two courses of action. Side with the angels and give them more ti and power to get the lay of the land or the Hells, who phisto has been positioning since who knows when. Probably the day I was born… Or maybe a few years after. Who knows with him? It's always half-truths."
"But now Irkalla is yours. Surely that has to an sothing." Replied Ezra with a large smile. "Father once told there is no difference between the layers."
"Perhaps," I mused."
In theory, that stands, But the more I see phisto's ploy co together, the more I learn about Fallen. The more I feel a sense of an invisible war between them. Buer was a bit passive-aggressive against his brethren, but Belphegor was just aggressive with deep hate or lust for phisto. Then there are the Angels. From what I can see, there is still a love for the Fallen but a bone-deep disdain for them.
Each realm is sohow controlled by these two groups. This leads to believe they are equal because of this invisible war.
"Master… what are you going to do with… The Eight Lords of Hell?"
"One particular bastard. Zagon needs to die. He'll be the example I set. Plus, I want his soul. A paragon soul is an opportunity I don't want to miss. Not to ntion I might just revive him to do my bidding later on in life. We'll see." I mused, lifting my lips high. " Now get out of here."
Disaptating into embers of scarlet flas, Ezra vanished, leaving in a castle overlooking the glowing red emanating from the city below. The capital was built like a—"
"Father?"
Startled for a second, I turned, catching sight of a teenage boy around sixteen with a puzzled expression. I frowned.
"Your Beleth boy, aren't you?" I asked, sensing the similar aura fixed on the little brat's soul. It was small, but it was very noticeable. The kid had skills.
"Who are you!" The kid asked in a hurry, with a fright in the back of his throat, " How the hell did you get in here!"
Buer really gave a nice present, didn't he?
Amused by the tingling of fright in the back of his neck, I smiled. "Your father and I are enemies, or at least we were. He cost quite a lot."
"Guards!"
After waiting a full minute to see nothing happen, my smile deepened as the guards never showed. I drew near. "Seem you've been abandoned," I said, grabbing him by the horn. I dragged him up to my eye level as he minced. " How do you want to die?"
"Eh?"
"I'm not going to kill your father. I want him to live with your death on his shoulders. It will amuse . But you. Why should I let you live?"
Heart throbbing so hard I felt it through his horn, the ruby red eyes of this royal devil shrunk to a fine point as a forsaken wrath within the back of my chest erged.
"Don't do this." The boy pleaded.
"We are in the Hells, are we not?" I coldly said, closing my eyes as my humanity fled from my consciousness. "rcy doesn't exist here. Such a sha. The sins of the father have fallen on your head."
"Lord Snow…"
"So you know ."
"Please! I… I am innocent…."
I smiled, and from the back of the boy's eye, a grueso fla flared from his eye sockets as a delectable howl thundered throughout Avenos. The boy kicked and scread, clawing at my palm as my Abyssal flas cooked his eye, searing away the life it held.
I reached up and plucked out a single eye still attached to the optic nerve, and his screams only seed to shake my insides with such glee that I felt my knees tremble at the appetizing sound. I marveled at my al and sauteed every inch of his eye, giving it a good sear.
"You know… sotis the eye goes perfectly with egg, but for this one. I think I might eat it like a marshmallow."
"Please!!!!!" He cried, begging as the innocence retained by the child began to burn. I crackled away as piss ran down his legs. "DADDY! DADDY!!! HELP , DADDY!! MOMMY!!!"
Jitters rattled my core as I sang alongside the boy, "A free al and music. Maybe the Hells aren't so bad."
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