Arriving upon the torn castle Arsene and I once fled to, I gazed upon the ruined castle covered in vines. Hearing the eerie silence, I stepped in, observing anything I may have missed.
"Why does this place lead to the Abyss? In fact, thinking about it now, why does it seem like no one has been here before? There are still hundreds of valuable items, yet not one has been stolen, but the castle is in ruins."
Cursing beneath my breath, I saw nothing more than ruin, and the time nodes were destroyed. So looking back into the past was a bust. Heading deep into the depts of the castle, I soon arrived before a large wooden entrance. Slowly entering, my feet quickly came to a halt at the being with long crimson wings standing before the massive Gateway. Scrunching my brow, I drew closer towards him.
"Father, you came?" I asked, staring at Asmodeus's stern expression.
"I did not think it was here. How strange, it's like it knew you were here and followed," he stated, confusing me. Passing his hands through my hair, he chuckled. " Yet even you do not know its name. Maybe even the abyss does not have a name for it, but we call this thing, The Pale Gate."
Staring at the large gateway consumed with abyssal runes, I studied the primordial writing etched into its frame. The entire gateway was similar to the Gate of Brimstone, but instead of decrepit stones, the Pale Gate held an ashen pigment that bordered along the lines of darkness.
"So this is it, huh," I whispered as a smile began to grow upon my lips, "This will definitely help."
Placing my hands upon its surface, a connection suddenly grew. The last time I was here, the moment I stepped into this room, I was already in the Abyss, but now, for some reason, I am not.
"Come home with me," I whispered.
All of a sudden, a powerful tremor ran through the gate as it vanished, appearing within my soul before I could say anything. Opening my eyes wide, I gasped in shock. Turning to father, who seemed rather disturbed.
"Do you know how long it takes just to move a horseman gate? Cycles! The courts spent hundreds of cycles moving over a billion megaparsecs in a nebula before giving up." Said father touching his chin, "Knowing moving them was just too much trouble, the Courts decided to build their base around them."
"I had not heard about that... It looks like I need to go steal them." I lightly said with a mischievous expression, "I always wanted to be a thief.
Snorting, father rolled his eyes, "you and that boy—the things you all do sometimes don't make any sense to me. But... Aurelia, that sword you used... can I see it?"
Scrunching my brow, an uncomfortable intent filled my heart, knowing father was watching us, "Are you talking about Morningstar?"
"It takes everything, including life force." I weakly said as he gripped my shoulder, teleporting me away. Before I could understand what had happened, Father suddenly gripped me tighter, leaping to the swirling abyss of darkness.
Feeling a wave of comfort return, my mind and soul slowly began to meld into my environment of crimson darkness. Like I was floating upon stars, my comfort was all but destroyed as Asmodeus poked my cheeks, ruining my mood.
"Asmodeus..."
"Shit, I knew this would happen. Are you in full abyssal mode?" Asmodeus complained to my surprise. While I could care less seeing the annoyed grimace, I frowned.
"What's wrong with this mode?" I asked, a little confused.
"Well, as your father, I think I have the right to say this without any judgment. But when you get like this, your kind of a bitch." He coldly said, causing my brow to scrunch. "and if you still don't think so, I can guarantee Arsene will not like it... Maybe he will. That boy is strange."
Rolling my eyes, I snorted in disdain, "Worry about yourself," I coldly stated, waving my arm as a golden sword appeared within my palm. Summoning this blade did not require any type of Qi here. Not within my home.
"Blade of his Majesty, Lucifer gifted to his only Daughter, Aurelia Morningstar," Asmodeus whispered, falling to his knees within the empty void of the abyss.
"You know of her?" I asked, feeling a profound power pulsing from this blade my the mere mention of her name.
"I did not meet Aurelia, but rather the monster she traveled with. You think Arsene is good with schemes but compared to him and Zero, Arsene is trash!"
"Fake Asmo, how rude," A voice suddenly echoed out starling me, and the King of the Hells, Asmodeus. "Big Big Broda was never one for schemes. Although he did try, he was a businessman and a good one that loved to screw people over. Plus, Big Broda spent a lot of time with Zero. You cannot compare Big Big Broda to Big Broda."
Turning towards the little girl with long pigtails staring at me with emerald eyes, my heart began to tremble. Shaking her head in a hurry, the young girl quickly placed her hand upon my lips.
"Shhhhhh, Big Broda is quite mad at Truck-Kun. And so is God-Sama. Truck-kun said too much." The young girl exclaimed, yet I could see the amusement.
Pushing her petite hands away, I could see the young girl giggle, "Tuck-kun has to go, and so does Big Big Sis Lilith. Remember, only come here by the Gates. You are not all-powerful here, and an abyssal creature within the abyss thinks on a higher plane, killing you before you understand what happened can accrue at any moment.
Pushing her two fingers out with a victorious smile, Truck-kun suddenly looked up towards the golden light consuming the abyss. Sensing the heavenly yet sinful aura, I took a large step back with Father by my side.
"SHIT, BIG SIS, STOP!!!! I DON'T WANNA GO BACK!!!" She screamed, snapping her fingers, sending both Asmodeus and me away before we could react.
Appearing where we left off within the ruined castle, I shivered to tighten my grip around the Golden blade within my hands. Turning to father, who looked disheveled, I sighed.
"I am planning on Ascending to the Fifth dimension soon." Asmo suddenly stated, causing my eyes to pop open wide. "And I want you to keep Arsene from Killing Ezra."
Watching his body still shaking in fear, father released a large sigh, passing her hands through his dark silver hair. "I am waiting to give Arsene the Throne of Tenebrae, but... I do not want him to kill Ezra."
"Ezra is our ally; why would Arsene kill her?" I asked, completely bewildered how and why we even got here. I would be the one to kill Ezra. Why would father say that?
"We are both devils, girl; betrayal is within our blood. I know my daughter is foolish enough to try to push the limits of Arsene, and she will pay for it." He stated, staring down at the Golden Longsword within my hands. "I am trying to help Arsene, but being a devil, Ezra will soon follow the path many I have killed have, and I want you to help her."