Monarch of Darkness, Arsene

"No need to be a sore loser. After all, I don\'t particularly like being played. So why not have you all join the upcoming war?"

Resting his hands onto the table, the chilling gaze of Talos narrowed, "Who side are you on, I wonder. The one thing I know is that a devil will always betray those they help. I wonder what you have in mind?"

"Now that is the question." I joyfully said, rising from my chair; I carried a bloodthirsty grin.

"Will you help us when the Overworld strikes?" Talos calmly inquired, showing a frightful poise I would expect in those in his position.

"I will," I said, losing my smile. "After all, the Overworld is in possession of something I want. Then again, if I find such a thing in the Bed of Chaos. I will have no need to interfere."

Pressing my right hand over my chest, I gave a semi-bow to show a little respect, taking my leave with none of them bothering to stop me. Trailing through the city mindlessly, I decided to teleport back once I felt no one would feel a disturbance in the Dao of Darkness.

After returning to my manner, I turned to my true home once more, leaving Alos I entered Midgard. However, my first stop was not to my castle but instead the cathedral I once visited with Tyr and Astrid.

Arriving at the mountain base, I decided to show a bit of respect towards the God who ruled over this domain. While all of Midgard was my territory, there was a bit of section where Gods would share. And Midgard itself was the prime example.

No other Norse God owns Midgard like I do, causing me to get a cut of everything in their domain. In fact, I encourage them to worship other gods. For the more they benefit, the more I benefit.

Holding my gaze upon the surreal mountain base that was once blanketed by a sea of silver snow, now full of spring beauty that felt a bit crispt, I stepped forward. Heading towards the top under the blanket of night.

Enjoying the glow of the moon, I did not meet any strangers on my path up the mountain to gaze upon the towering cathedral covered in Azure vines that ran like an endless weave.

"I knew you would come," A soft voice that melted my heart echoed from the cathedral. The doors slowly began to open, showcasing a beauty that seemed to bleed innocence.

Meeting the icy blue eyes that sparkled under the midnight glow, I smiled a bit enchanted by the golden-headed woman, "I know you. It\'s quite the honor."

"Is it now, Mr. Snow." Idun faintly said, masking the sadness in her broken heart. Then again, who could blame her? Her daughter was lost to Hela. Her innocence, tarnished by Thor. But she never broke, something Thor grew quite fond of as he played with her mind.

"I would have hope to never lay eyes upon you."

"Am I so bad? I had asked your daughter to join me, but she refused even when I offered her you." I devilishly informed, closing in on the God in my sights.

Idun was a bit shorter than I would have imagined. Sanding a little less than half my height, but the fire in her eyes shone with a power I did not wish to cross.

"Should I remind you of the river of death you formed? It\'s still there, you know. The horrid screams of the dead still haunt those lands; monsters are beginning to spawn due to the demonic aura you left behind." She claimed as if to hope I would show some remorse. A foolish concept, in my opinion, as I could bearly relate to the concept of guilt.

"Shame," I said, shaking my head. "Why are you here?"

Showing me a bitter smile, she shook her head, reaching her hand out; she touched my cheek, "I truly wonder what happened to you to make you so broken." she bitterly muttered, pulling back before beckoning for me to follow.

"You came for the Gate to hell, Infernus open, didn\'t you." She said, causing my brow to narrow.

"Were you foolish enough to close it?" I coldly ask.

"It was not by my hands that it was closed but rather Soloman. Quite the enemy you made for yourself, Mr. Snow."

"A name from the past. How many demons entered?" I softly inquired, unable to take my gaze off the young woman, whose smile didn\'t seem ever to fade.

"A hundred, I believe. None of them are here, but I am surprised you have not gone to visit your grandfather. He is currently--"

"I know. It will not be long before all of the Nine Planes belong to me. I will leave it to my grandfather to conquer. He will need it."

Remembering the tragedy that was going to occur due to me, a bit of a bitter taste ran down my throat.

Moving past the majestic tree, covered in Azure vines, the scent of blood filled my nose. "He said you would be back. And that you will know that once you open that bloody gate once more, you will be ready."

"So the great sage Soloman has returned. I was wondering where he was. For the angels to appear and not him, I thought it was going to be a shame. " I said without much care.

Soloman was a bit of a problem, but not something at this moment in time. I am sure he has other problems than me. After all, the war between the Angels and Devils is about to start.

Moving down behind Idun, who had grown silent, I did not bother to speak, but I was curious about her intention. She had never interfered with me, which had me wondering. What was her goal?

With my surrounding growing darker by the moment, the familiar demonic Qi of hell began to whistle through the air, stirring the darkness around me.

Approaching the land where I met with Kain for the first time, I smiled, "My wedding needs some demons and Devils. And I am sure The Kings and Princes will be a bit more hesitant to deny me, some men. After all, the more demons running amock, the more they benefit when the war commences."

"Which is why I am here, Mr. Snow. Leave this realm alone, do not release these beasts upon us.." Idun coldly announced, startling me as I felt a terrifying aura splinter the hellish aura around me.