Monarch of Darkness, Arsene

Bubbling through my thick white semen, drowning my knight, whose eyes had long lost their luster. Freya laid still as I pulled my cock from within her mouth and peered downed at the defeated Goddess, smiling gracefully. I could not say whether she knew where she was, but Freya was gone.

I had plugged each of her holes till they ran with my baby maker. Freya hadn't lasted a long time, but Shit, even I was surprised by how difficult it was for my body to last more than eight hours.

Lil Arsene was still raring to go, but my muscles were not.

Flopping over the ground, I felt nothing but joy spreading through my heart and soul. That irritable sensation I held in my soul had healed with the added benefit of Freya's divinity acting in tandem.

Letting my body rest a few minutes, I shot up and turned to the twitching Freya and allowed my divinity to run over her smooth skin, bruised by my incursion. Cleaning her thoroughly, I chuckled, lifting her naked body only to be surprised by the nectar still pouring out of her. Overly sensitive to my touch, she came once again.

"More~" She moaned in a begging tone, peeping her clouded eyes open, making little old me stand on end. Harder than ever before, I surveyed her glistering body, so tempting, so enticing, I had to turn my head.

"Come, Freya, clothe yourself," I commanded,

Coiling her fingers towards my throbbing spear, she firmly grabbed onto me. But a swift flick to the forehead ended the little minx disobedience.

"Get dressed," I said harder, my tone not allowing for leeway.

Teary eye and beaten, she bitterly nodded, " Yes, Master."

Putting on something with a flair of divinity, Freya picked her, gaze up to me, unsure what to do. She just stared, the dismay evident.

I nodded, putting on some loose black robes, and rested my gaze over my knight. "You can stop brooding. It's not like I will only touch you once. You still need to be trained." I said, thinking about my wife.

"Trained?"

"Yup," I nodded, chuckling lightly, wrapping my arms around her. Fascination whipped over her expression, and my smile deepened. Licking my lips, my left hand clenched her ass near her slit, already damp. "Your mine now, Freya, but you are also Liliths. So I need to teach you a few things, so she won't outright kill you. She is insane, and the hormones will not be helping."

Teleporting myself and Freya to the entrance near everyone else, my lovely knight's cheeks turned bright red as she felt the fierce glare of Zanris. Standing to her feet, she stormed over, but my hand came into the air, halting her words. My grip around Freya's cheeks tightened, with my fingers sliding back and forth while Zanris watched.

"Hmm~" Freya hummed, covering her mouth.

Anger flared over Zanris, but I merely pulled Freya along, "Wait your turn Zan. Master rewards those that have patience." I said and glanced at the indifferent Ezra, betrayed by the tinge of red over her cheeks. Smiling evilly, I shifted my gaze to the three still knocked out.

"M~A~S~T~E~R," Freya weakly whispered through ragged breaths,

"Shhh, " I hissed, pondering what I would do with these two. I could feel the Astral Force emanating from their souls, mending their injuries.

"I wonder what happened to the Astral Sea. I don't suppose you know, Ezra?" I said, turning to the devil, watching as I blatantly played with Freya.

"No," She answered by lowering her head, then glared at me; with sharp piercing eyes, she folded her arms, almost as if she were hiding her chest, " Father said many planes were gone or sealed when he awoke. No one knows why. He did say that Astral Force is necessary to become the strongest, that its a part of the core of a soul."

Giving Freya a friendly pat over her rump, I took a seat near Ezra and glanced out of the cavern at the glimmer of dawn over the horizon. Crossing my legs, I glanced at Zanris's pursed lips; my gaze then landed on Ren when a soft moan sounded from the Astral Warrior.

Trembling slightly, she opened her eyes and gave a dazed stare. Seconds skimmed by before her gaze grew sharp, and a flare of astral energy rippled out in waves, but not before my spear pressed against her neck.

"Act up, and I will sever your head," I coldly informed, studying the silver eyes of the maiden glaring up at me. Tempted to kill her and steal her Astral Force for my benefit, I turned my gaze to the male, still unconscious, "Or I could just kill him. Now, what is your name, little lady."

"Rey Nala," she answered in a venomous hiss.

I nodded, studying the seared flesh branding her a disfigured monster, but I was sure she was quite a sensual goddess.

"Your form the Astral Sea, right."

"Yes," She said shortly, glancing at everyone.

Removing my spear from her neck and back to the Ring of Bael, I crossed my legs over one another and stared, "What is—

A quiver ran through my soul as a ringing sensation pounded its way into my mind. Pulling out the holocube, the image of Asmodeus appeared within my line of sight.

"Father,' Said Ezra.

"Arsene, you little shit, where the hell are you?" Asmo shouted from the hologram projected through the Holocube that had taken the shape of a small disk.

"I have no idea, Lilith banished me, and I took your daughter with me," I answered sharply, rolling my eyes, amused by the angry fire in Asmodeus. "How are things on your end."

"Terrible. We are facing problems with the abyssal beast. Stay away from them."

I frowned and glanced at Freya, who was drooling off into space. Knowing she would be no help, I turned to Ezra, who shook her head.

"Father, all the beast we saw were weak." Said Ezra, taking a stand near me.

"Then Lilith must have helped you and placed you in a somewhat safe zone. Arsene, you had better watch out and take care of my daughter. If a devil or demon dies, they will truly die." Asmodeus warned grimly. "The laws here affect even we devils at the peak. Even I am not exempt from hunger and sleep."

"How can that be?" I shouted, baffled.

Asmodeus peered up on his end with a heavy frown. "there is a reason why one needs an abyssal walker to step into the abyss. The very winds here could potentially kill a high god, much less a star lord like you. Be careful, I have read the report of Freya in regards to everything you face, and I will keep an eye on those of Iliah, but—"

"What of the Children of Nox?" I hastily asked, noticing something was going on at Asmodeus's end.

"No idea. You will have to ask Ezra. She enslaved many of the disciples of the Holy Swords." Asmo grimly said.

"Asmodeus, they are the most important factor. We need to open the gates to Iliah before anything happens here." I argued.

"That may not be—"

"It has to be. Find them and make sure they are alive." I adamantly demanded, " I know about your damn interference. Make sure they are alive. I don't care what you do. If Cleo and the others die, this prophecy bullshit will be up in flames. And I assure you, the Order will not be pleased."

Asmodeus stared, his searing red eyes boiling with flames, "The Order?"

I went silent and nodded, " Find them."