Ascension of the Nephilim

Nightwing stood with his team inside the majestic mansion.

Everyone who hadn't seen it was amazed at its spacious place and grand form.

Greeting the arrival of the team was Luigi, the Hydra, who is called Reginald, Tyrs and Darion, the Emperor Assassin Benjie Boy, and Meister Strongholgen.

"Master." Luigi bowed.

"Luigi. I love what you've done to the place." Nightwing smiled as he glanced at the mansion behind him.

"Not bad." Krysta couldn't help but praise.

"It's a living mansion. Like the Gigantes, this place had to kill thousands to reach this level." Nightwing smiled.

Krysta's expression suddenly changed.

"All cruel and wicked people. The improvements in this place were from the groups that betrayed Emperor Assassin and Meister Strongholgen. Tyrs and Darion had a few groups included as well. Including the mercenary groups that attacked Darion's former team and the platoon responsible for killing one of Tyrs team." Luigi explained.

Angelian was quiet and didn't speak. But she could only sigh.

"Are you OK with this?" Krysta asked the one person who didn't see the killings as normal.

"...I have to bear it. The reason why I'm so sensitive is that I have a heart now. I couldn't give the names of the people I want dead." Angelian answered.

"Oh. Them. They are all dead. I figured it out and killed them. Master Nightwing didn't order me to, but I wanted to make portraits with living ghosts, so I had to kill a few more. I already deduced who your enemies were and had Emperor Assassin find those people who treated you harshly, stole from you, and desired to rape you. Hehe... They were so great!"

Angelian's mouth was left ajar at the words of Luigi. She was not prepared for the sudden massacre. She turned to Nightwing.

"Not my fault." Nightwing shrugged.

"As he said, I didn't order it. I was going to, but not yet."

"What are those... things?!" Krysta saw the portraits and could sense immense cruelty and pain in them.

"Is that those portraits?" Nightwing noticed the numerous portraits that alarmed Krysta around Luigi's mansion.

"Yup! With the added knowledge of Menks, I now have portraits that are dimensional houses of ghosts and ghouls. I made numerous portraits! Twenty portraits hold five ghosts. Five Bronze Portraits that could hold Champion level wraiths, Two Silver Portraits that hold Commander level wraiths!"

"A Commander-level wraith? Impressive."

"Yes. I plan to make an army of them and cover this entire mansion with it, kinda like a mix between my mansion and Fortressvania. Get it? You might need to combine two copyrights to understand my plan."

"I get it..." Nightwing sighed.

"I tapped into the power that my past self has made. It seems I already have a mansion with very formidable allies. They were studying Codes and Corruption and altering them freely. If they have such a scientist, then they will also have a team of powerful fighters off in their respective missions. That's why I changed my mind. We won't kill the gathering of betrayed traitors. Instead, we turn them into an army, destroy and threaten the Eldrich, and be admitted into their fortress. That way, I can gain their trust and ranking and lead an army to attack my former allies. I believe this was my past self's plan. We will continue to gather people of Fate and imprison those that we can liberate or meet as we march on with an army of Destiny."

"Wait... That will undoubtedly push you up the hierarchy of Destiny's forces. Wouldn't that seem suspicious? You will meet powerful beings of Destiny if you plan to create an army of Destiny."

"There is a way now. I have a place where I can harness Oblivion and make their identities forgotten."

"Alright... Then what about Fate Challenger? The very nature of Fate Challenger will cause conflict if they are around those of Destiny Challenger! There is only so much that Oblivion and Mysterion can do!"

"Yes. But I found something that even you don't know. We can mask it with our little Gigantes friend here. I have killed Bar-Mammon. A son of Mammon, who is a True Challenger. And the Gigantes Bomos is also one. I have a spell made ready. It can create a coat of earthen power that will contain the very blood of Bar-Mammon, and the earthen skin suit we can wear."

"True Challenger? Like a Fate or Destiny Challenger but for the True Neutrals?"

"Exactly. That's what I'm going to use."

"Amazing..."

"Yes. We need to create a few spells before we send the guests in. Resurrection magic contains the true souls and emotions of the dead. But I don't want them to be given into Dark Maddening. No Pet Cemetery nonsense."

"Resurrection, huh? The problem is the corroding bodies. Even if we can bring back a pure soul and bind it with all our combined magic, the soul that has passed on will always look to escape."

"Devouring Cores. Weaker ones than the ones I have with Krysta. It should be enough to contain the magic for decades. And I'm sure we'll grow strong enough to make it permanent." Nightwing brought out numerous cores from the Silver and Greed Lords."

"Hm... It might just work. Devouring cores have a great time and space magic. We could bind it."

"Make the preparations for the resurrection. I'll start with the rest and turn them into True Neutrals. Arnold has already made numerous Once it's ready. Then, we invite those people inside."

"Ohh! Showing off your magic to draw in more followers! That should impress them and make them join!"

"Let's make a good show..." Nightwing smiled.

Outside, all the camps and teams had gathered around were the flashing lights appeared.

Another hour passed, and almost all those waiting to enter the mansion had appeared.

"How long will he make us wait?" A Cardinal Dwarven master frowned as he observed the trees.

"Who knows? Maybe more are coming. Even the mysterious Crown leaders have arrived." A Mage Commander had teamed up with him. But, unlike the dwarf, the Mage Commander was fleeing for his life.

"And Cyclops Cardinal Barakan Doragan brought in quite a team... Cyclops and Giants are here!" The Mage Commander turned to the numerous giants waiting from afar. They had hidden underground with their earth magic and had now surfaced. But they seemed to have troubles as the roots of the giant trees made the underground region as confusing as the surface!

"But if we wait any longer, I might be found by those who want us dead. We're all criminals here. Apart from those who came here to seek opportunities and chances, most of us are here because we want to survive."

"They won't come." A sharp voice was heard. Everyone glanced up high, and a powerful Feather-Folk race arrived.

"Crown Ikarod Featherking!" The Cardinal dwarf was shocked to see such a terrifying guest arrive.

The outcast of the Featherking family for his highly treasonous actions of murdering one of his own family arrived.

"Why would his kingship be among us lowly friends?"

"Stop bootlicking. A cardinal like you ought to have some pride if you want to reach my level." Ikarod landed.

"May this humble one ask what you mean by my... captors not coming here?"

"The lord of this castle has not appeared because he was giving us a way out. There have been numerous things happening in the Black Bog Kingdom. The deaths caused a change in the hierarchy and the chance for many to rise as the new lords. Because of that, newcomers in that region won't have harsher treatment. I believe it was because the lord of this castle went there, making many believe that he, Cracky Batcheeks, is there!"

"Cracky... Batcheeks?"

"Who knows what mystery that Vampire holds? But my sources tell me he has gone there, so we would have the time to hide here. The light we all saw must have meant that he had returned! Await the doors to open."

The group was amazed at the revelation. Many had renewed impressions towards the lord of the mansion.

"Doragan... It's been a while." Ikarod called out.

"...I have never met you, oh mighty one." The cyclops bowed.

"Not you, you whelp. I'm talking to your father."

The group was stunned and glanced at Barakan Doragan. But nowhere among the mighty cyclops was this giant's father!

Barakan was equally stunned. But he didn't move or take any action after Ikarod called him.

"Hm? Oh. Right. You wouldn't move if it meant your life was endangered. Oh well..." Ikarod ignored the giant and gazed back at the forest.

Suddenly, a bright light began to glow, and the features of the mansion started to appear.

"So it's finally time. We can finally enter this mansion!"

The full features of the mansion appeared. However, it was less of a mansion and more of a castle as it towered over the trees.

At the front was a sign that welcomed everyone who watched.

"Who's Luigi?" The Mage Commander asked as he read the sign.

"I am." A laugh was heard, and on top of the head of the Dwarven Cardinal, was a silver slime.