Monarch of Darkness, Arsene

"Allow me to introduce you to Mr. Serion." Loki charmed, with a fitting smile of a devil.

Resting silently on a rose couch, a young man, holding a solid jaw and sharp features, smirked, draped in an aesthetic black suit one would usually see in the aristocracy.

"Why do women insist on wearing a mask to hide their beauty. Such a thing will only deter your grace, ms?" he questioned, awaiting my name, running his gaze over my body in a slow, meticulous manner to my disgust.

"Quite presumptuous are we. Typical of a man, when their virtue is not being threatened. " I swiftly replied, shooting Loki a capricious eye. "What is this about Snake?"

Meeting Loki was not within my plan. A sword was what I needed; while I own the Abyssal Blade, some powers in this world should not be taken likely. I am free of price within the Abyss, for it is my domain, but within the Heavenly Fathers Domain, I must follow his rule.

Using the blade once or twice is not a problem, but continuous use, of something that could sever even the building blocks of Dao to pieces, was not wise. And Seeing that my Mortal Dao was wisdom, I needed to follow my practice, not just for me, but the Abyss.

While I think the craving for blood will forever remain, it will not be like those of the Devils and Demons. As I grow, so to will they; blood lust will not be their only trait; they will be people, just like me. We needed to be more, and so to will Arsene, for he will be the first link between the Abyss and the Night. He will be the silver lining that will allow my kind to explore the One's realm.

Loki was but a means to a deadly end, appearing out of the blue, while unwarranted, his company was not unwanted. He was in bed with the Fallen, a truth I knew as fact. Loki was a way to get info to Arsene without telling him the whole truth. My knowledge comes from the Abyss, and it is not without a price. Every second history is being revealed to me, secrets of lost past, treasures of Fallen Monarchs. I can see it all but never mention it.

Clearing his throat, Loki gestured to an empty chair within the auction house luxurious box meant for the more wealthy entrepreneurs. To my knowledge, Alos was but a place to raise children or enjoy a vacation. It was not in the heat of politics, at least not until you entered the Celestrial Palace.

Taking a seat, I crossed my legs and narrowed my eyes, just as Loki continued. "Mr. Serion, allow me to introduce you to Lilith, the daughter of Asmodeus."

Serion Jerked his back to attention, shattering his relaxed demeanor, revealing a pale complexion to my amusement. Hearing an audible gulp that seemed to resound, consumed with nervousness, I rested my palm against my chin.

"Lilith, please do forgive me for my rudeness. I had no idea." Serion insisted, but I did not find myself the slightest bit entertained.

"I am sure you didn't." I coldly added, witnessing what it truly meant to watch someone sweat. "Although my main concern is why Loki brought me to you? Care to tell me what it is you do?"

Finding himself a seat just near me, Loki snapped as the door to the private auction box closed. "I am a private investor. That does dealing with many of the noble families. For now, I am in Casia, but I plan on leaving the Swords Coast in a week." He said, regaining a bit of his confidence the longer he spoke.

"You see, my family sent me here as to claim a particular artifact, a sword, Known as Riverfall. The name is a bit plain if you ask me, but the blade has quite a history to it from what I gathered."

"And this should interest me, Loki?" I coldly inquired, sending a glance towards the snake, listening peacefully.

"I am here to help you, of course, my dear. Or at least my Masters are. You see, they think you should claim this blade, so I invited Mr. Serion here at the last minute. After all, it will look odd if you send the bill somewhere else." Loki implied.

I would be a fool not to understand he was hinting that my identity would be uncovered prematurely.

"And this 'Riverfall' tell me was it a last-minute entry?" I directed towards Serion, who suddenly frowned.

"It was. How did you know?" Serion questioned with growing suspicion, Loki, and I was pretty aware of.

I sneered, "So you are here for what?"

Pulling out a bottle of wine with three glasses, the snake chuckled to my dismay, "He is here because Mr. Serion owes me a favor, quite a dear one. So he will be buying you this weapon."

"I am?" Serion shouted, rising to his feet.

Ignoring the shock written over the face of this fool, I grimaced, "Your Master's have quite the foresight to foresee that I require a weapon. A shame that they are bound to regret this."

"Loki! what the hell is the meaning of this! Do you know what that blade means to my family?" Serion growled, and I scoffed, rising to my feet.

"Arsene will be returning to the Palace tonight with a gift for the Mother of Yura. If you wish for me to accept this weapon, you will deliver it to Yu-Shan personally." I informed, ready to take my leave. Knowing that whatever Zantar and the other fallen had in mind for us had to do with this blade.

Pressing past the turbulent divinity shifting the ambiance of this little meeting, I didn't bother to look at the trembling Serion, who was somehow in the middle of Loki's palms. It did not matter what had happened to him, same with Loki. However, I was worried about this Riverfall. There was a trap here, one I think that would benefit Arsene.

"I am under no obligations to do this, Lilith. We are, after all, helping you gain a weapon." Loki declared, but I knew there was a trap here, and so did he.

"Fine, then I will find another way to get a weapon. I am sure Asmodeus or Levithan will gladly give me one." I swiftly informed, vanishing, teleporting myself once more to Midgard, holding a dark expression.

This will be good for Arsene, and there is one secret that no one knows aside from me. The knowledge festered in the Abyss, in which all of creation resides, is mine.. I will know everything once that blade is in my hands and assuming it's an artifact before the Great Change or carries some relevance in the upper realms.