Pixie Queen sat down and a beastly man with tusks stood he was broad shouldered with grey skin with scars and tattoos all over his body. He had a red Mohawk he stood as tall as Raijin. He placed a right hand upon his chest and bowed, "Battle Tusk reporting, at midday yesterday three Primordial cultivators were attacked by five different Primordial cultivators in their own Soul Planes. Out of the five only two survived the encounter" he waited to hear the World's response. "Who was attacked?" They asked with a blunt tone. "Green Thumb, The Wise, Tiger Claw, Zephyr, and The Serpent" Battle Tusk stated.
"They attacked some powerful Primordials. Who survived this encounter?" Battle Tusk nodded and stepped into the middle and above him a screen appeared. Showing a man in healing tank. He had striped markings upon his skin. He was beaten badly and was asleep in the tank.
Second image was of a woman with sharp features and widow's peak black hair. She was also beaten and was floating in a tank same as the first. "Tiger Claw and The Serpent. Glad to see they are still alive. Who do we think did this?" Battle Tusk then waved a hand and the screen changed showing three images of the culprits. Images all showed hooded figures in mid combat freeze framed. "Ah they were smart enough to keep their identities hidden. That does not bode well" they cupped their shining head in their hands.
Battle Tusk sat back down it was the World's turn to talk. "This is dark times. I will now address some things. First I'll say I know you may have lost faith in me over these past decades. See me as lenient, but I am not. We need to test these realms and be entertained at the same time. Rest assured we are heading into a new rule after this King Test. We will be able to expand our rule to neighboring galaxies, new conquests across the stars and to create your dreams. I ask you keep your loyalty and stand by me. Weed out the inner threat!'
'If any of you wish to keep growing as cultivators then you must see this opportunity. We can see new worlds and meet others of our kind perhaps even take out some of need be. I'm giving you all expansion and growth like I always promised. Isn't that why we exist? To expand our reaches within the Void" the World stood cupping their hands together. "What say you all? Will you follow me on this?" They asked looking at everyone as they turned. One began to beat their hands upon the armrest of their seats. The sound echoed and then rose as all did it together. The World nodded holding a hand up, "Thank you. Now I would like to see our victims personally. Mist Dragon escort me and my companions to the medical bay" they ordered.
Mist Dragon lead them to the healing tanks. The World looked up at the tank holding The Serpent she floated unconscious. "Tell me truly Mist who do you think is behind this?" The World waited for an answer. Mist Dragon straightened his back, "Seems to me we have a few bad eggs. That's the obvious answer isn't it. What's the deeper issue is we are on the brink of civil war. These two and the other three are not the first. They are however the first high ranking members to be attacked. Many wanted to cover up the other victims" Mist smirked, "But you knew about that didn't you?" He said looking at the World. The being of light nodded, "Never forget that. I see everything going on within this organization. You are not alone but you all are walking blind not knowing one another. Exception for you is you are openly loyal and that doesn't raise suspicion. So in turn makes you transparent and my greatest spy" the World turned to face him. "Pixie Queen? She is part of it. She knows more. Her, Cerberus, and Quill" they gestured for Mist to walk. They walked side by side. Raijin and Dreymond not far behind, but keeping their distance from the two for privacy.
"Cerberus is a brute of a man. He is also influential, but one thing is Pixie Queen has been spending time with him" he smirked, "Seems they are becoming quite the item?" He smiled wide. "Well that could be something to exploit then. Keeping your ear to the ground and keep an eye on your Soul Plane" they warned. "Yes Master. I will keep an eye on Pixie Queen along with her lover see if they have any meet ups with other parties. We need definitive proof before making a move" Mist explained. "Do you think your daughter Sister Spinner is behind this?" Mist asked. "No my daughter is quite the trouble maker I will give you that. She could be the reason my slayer is missing though? But to cause chaos amongst the ranks is not her style even if it she saw it. She would wrestle with that decision" The World explained.
"So what are you to do about your Slayer going missing?" Mist asked curiously. "I have sent Prometheus to track him down" they confessed. "He is thorough and quite the investigator" Mist confessed. "I will leave you now keep me in the loop Mist" the World said gesturing to his companions to follow. "Yes master" Mist bowed the three walked away. He was left alone upon the garden over looking Elysium. It was night time and the white towers sparkled in the two moonlights above. A nebulae of yellow above giving the city a sheen of yellow. He began to walk towards a tower of his quarters when he paused. He began to feel presences following him. There were people all around him the people of Elysium were called immortals. They work for the regime in a servant capacity. But for exchange protection, a city to live in, work in, grow in, and set permanent roots. The immortals also contributed an army of cultivators ran by one of the top ten Battle Tusk in charge of their training. Mist walked towards an alley way. From his hand a glowing symbol lit up as he walked into a wall and through it. This was his Soul Plane of existence only occupied by him and a select few he considered family. Three women one his wife, other two his daughters.
The plane was vast and absolutely beautiful. With a twilight sky a circular mountain range that surrounded a large keep made of black stone. Above the tall tower was a floating black star. He walked through a meadow of yellow glowing flowers. Green tall grass slapped at his knees as he walked through it towards his home. When he stopped mid walk he sighed as he felt a presence behind him lurking in the shadows of the tall grass yards from him. "You know I brought you here particularly cause its my domain. So why lurk when you can come talk to me. Hiding like a bunch of cowards" he said speaking loudly.
Three figures all in black with solid black masks became visible from no where. Mist couldn't see any defining features. Even the sex of the individuals was shrouded. "You got some balls walking into my plane" Mist said. "You let us walk in here?" One said with a distorted voice. "So you three must be the assassins? Not quite sure why you would come at me so quickly. I'm low on the totem pole?" He said turning around looking at the three with cold silver eyes.
"Regardless how low you might be. You still have sway among the Ten. You even have the ear of the World. We merely want change" one of the figures said. From Mist Dragons hands was black mist that solidified into two short scythes with chains that wrapped around his arms. His eyes glowing. "Where I'm standing you don't want change. You want chaos?" He asked. "We are not here to fight you. We came to recruit. Don't be the World's puppet. We should rule and conquer for our own glories. No matter what we do the credit will always go to the World" one said stepping forward.
"Yeah. But we wouldn't have order without it. Egos you see? Get in the way of us ruling ourselves. We may leap frog through time, but it will always remain that we need structure to exist. To conquer we need unity over others doing it for mere selfish gains there has to be more to a cause. This little murder spree changes nothing" the black figure had slumped shoulders. "Then we take our leave next we meet we are to kill you" they began to turn and leave. "Who said you were going anywhere?" Mist said clenching his scythe handles. He then turned into a mist cloud disappearing. Next thing they knew the three were surrounded by thousands of Mist Dragons.
"Exits closed and your not going anywhere!" his clones said in unison echoing through out the field. The three assassins got into battle stances and were then set upon by the clones.