Monarch of Darkness, Arsene

Resting my palm upon my chin, I eyed the sea of people outside my cell. The word was quickly released that the Warden wanted me dead.

With a slight smile filled with derision, I snickered, "It has been two days. Are all of you going to continue blocking me?" I mocked, wondering when he was going to move me to another cell.

Standing up, I walked towards my cell, opening up the gate blocking them from me. As a clear path appeared, "Pathetic," I spat in contempt, walking through the path of prisoners. Just as the word of the warden placing a bounty upon me, there was word of me slaughtering two Death Gates. None of these prisoners were suicidal.

"There is no need to be an arrogant young man." said an elderly man at the peak of Life Gate. "A man of your talent should learn. Be humble. Arrogance will only ..."

"Oh my god, shut the hell up. I fucking hate old people. Look at you. You're probably hundreds of years old, yet all you have achieved is Life Gate. I'm fucking Fifteen!!! What the hell would you know. Shove that so call wisdom up your ass where the sun don't shine. A mere insect that will mostly spend the rest of his days here. Dears to tell me to be humble. The fuck will that get me?" I spat, drawing closer.

With Soulforce filling my body, my arms flashed as I clutched his throat. "In fact, why don't you just die," I said before the old man could not even beg for mercy.

CRACK*

Feeling the limp sack of fat upon my hands, I released it with a hint of disgust, eying the others around me, "So the warden has placed a bounty upon me. But who is brave enough to end their life. Who is it that wants to face death." I asked with a sadistic smile. "

"Take me to the courtyard. I wish to make a speech. "

With an arrogant pace of a Villiance Young Master, I held a cold smile as I followed behind the terrified prisoners. With the scent of sulfur filling the air, I stepped outside, watching thousands of animals engaging with each other.

However, as I step out, everyone, no matter who it was, turned to me. My Aura demanded your attention. It did not matter your cultivation before me; you will turn to your king. You will kneel.

"Yo..."

Plunging my arm through someone's head, I licked my fingers as his body fell to the ground with a cold thud. "Did I allow anyone of you to speak? Be silent. I don't mind killing you all."

Sending a side glance towards the powerful guards, I smiled as they drew their weapons. At the peak of Gate of Man, I was able to kill a Peak Death Gate someone two major realms above. So at this moment, I didn't fear anyone; all the prisoners at Gate of Truth were in chains, only allowed to see darkness.

"Kneel,"

I commanded as a demonic light filled my eyes. Killing intent like no other began to flood the courtyard as the guards all reader themselves. Slowly my ashen hair began to rise as some fell to their knees in fear while the majority remained standing.

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With the air twisting like a whirlpool, I stretched my right arm as True Spear Intent began to rise, overflowing like a sea. This was not going to be a democracy; I was going to slaughter all those that did bend to my will.

I would not repeat myself, for I already spoke my decree. With a ray of light, my body shot through the hoards of animals like a streak of light blasting hundred into the air as various organs and limbs began to rain from the heavens.

Before many could react, my body began to burn with Soulforce. Moving at the natural speed of lightning, a river quickly began to form, soaking my feet as two seconds passed.

"ARSENE, stop... STOP!!!"

"STOP"

"STOP"

"Shut up and Kneel. He will kill us all. HURRY!!!" Someone yelled as, tears poured from his eyes.

Wiping the blood from my face, a cold light could be seen from my eyes as ten Death Gates appeared. With a cruel light, I cracked my neck.

"Such a waste, but you may allow me to break thought once more." I lightly muttered with indifference. Whether they joined me or not didn't matter. I already had multiple Gates of Truth within my palms and one above the Realm of Truth."

Flashing my sharp fangs, Soulforce filled my body. I was not here to fight fair but make a point. I Arsene Snow shall not be toyed with. You place a bounty upon me. So I will take away all your power, making this prison my domain.

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Shattering the pavement below me, I shot towards the ten Death Gates. Thrusting my arm out like a spear.

BOOOOM!!!!!

"AAAAAAAAHHHHH"

With a boom followed by a scream, I ripped my arm out of someone's chest, with spear intent overflowing from my palm. It was foolish to block with only your arms. Although this was all the prisoners had.

Smacking my lips, my body began to flash as Spear's intent began to rain over the nine Warrior's. None of them were well versed in coordination, so this gave me a massive edge. It also didn't help with soul force. My battle prowess was within the Gate of Truth.

"Stop... I surrender." Said one of the Death Gates as he suddenly fell to his knees, trembling, clenching some of the organs that were threatening to fall out his stomach. "I will follow you, Lord Arsene."

Turning to the other eight, I smile as they lowered their heads. Shame was all but present as I laughed, "You all had your chance to bend a knee but didn't, but I Arsene am quite magnanimous. You all will sign my Slave Contract, and only then shall I forgive this offense against the Crown."

Watching as their faces twisted, I didn't apply any killing intent but merely smiled. I could not force a contract with violence, but fear was...

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Freezing, my body shivered as my head began to throb. Feeling my bloodline begin to boil and churn. I suddenly felt a wave of knowledge of a particular Circle appeared in my mind.

Demonic Vassal was essentially a way of turning someone into your thrall. You have absolute control over their souls, allowing them to be nothing more than your pawn, being able to take over their mind from long distances and hold a conversation with someone.

All that was a need was a victim; as long as your soul was more powerful than there, they would become yours. However, should you fail, there is a real chance you would cripple your soul.

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Licking my lips at the small souls compared, I suddenly frown, looking around. Here was not the place. I need a massive amount of qi to perform such a spell. Wait, I have an emblem.

With a cruel gleam, I looked at the nine kneelings down, still thinking about what I said. Sneering, my fingers suddenly flashed as I tapped one of them upon their heads.

With a flash of the Elder Ring within my left eye, my lips arose as his eyes went hollow. Feeling my will enter his soul, I suddenly felt a resistance filled with desperation. Screaming, the little prisoner roared at the horror he was experiencing as the entire Courtyard grew silent.

Within a few minutes, I suddenly saw the man's soul floating in the middle of my Elder Ring. With a delectable smile, my face quickly grew ashen as I stumble backward.

Feeling my Dantain almost empty, I almost vomited blood. Two-thirds of my Earth Qi had vanished, to my dismay. Clenching my teeth, I sighed, looking down at my new little slave.

"woe to the vanquished," I coldly uttered as my eyes began to glimmer with crimson light, "Do not expect mercy, for it shall not be given. So rise, battle, kill, pillage. Follow the Doctrine of Sin, my knight. For our conquerors will not have mercy, and neither shall we. "

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