As Carl and Mike returned to their base, they were greeted with a hero's welcome. The dark soldiers, who had been waiting anxiously for their return, cheered and congratulated them on their victory.
The General of the dark soldiers, a towering figure with piercing eyes and a stern expression, stepped forward to congratulate them personally. "Well done, Carl and Mike," he said, his voice deep and resonant. "You have brought honor to our sect and proven yourselves to be worthy representatives of our dark and noble tradition."
The General's words were met with cheers and applause from the assembled dark soldiers. Carl and Mike smiled and nodded, accepting the praise and adoration of their comrades.
As the celebration continued, the dark soldiers began to prepare for a grand feast in honor of Carl and Mike's victory. The tables were laden with all manner of delicacies, from roasted meats to steaming vegetables, and the air was filled with the savory aromas of cooking food.
As they sat down to eat, the General stood up to propose a toast. "To Carl and Mike, our noble champions," he said, his voice ringing out across the hall. "May they continue to bring honor and glory to our sect, and may they emerge victorious in the trials that lie ahead."
The assembled dark soldiers echoed the General's toast, their voices rising in a thunderous cheer. Carl and Mike smiled and raised their glasses, savoring the moment and the adoration of their comrades.
As the feast continued, the dark soldiers began to sing and dance, their voices and footsteps echoing through the hall. Carl and Mike joined in, laughing and joking with their comrades as they celebrated their victory.
The night wore on, the celebration growing more and more raucous. But amidst the joy and revelry, Carl and Mike couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and purpose. They had been chosen to represent their sect in the trials of the Wings of God, and they were determined to emerge victorious and claim the title of God of Darkness.
As the night drew to a close, the dark soldiers gathered around Carl and Mike, their faces serious and determined. "We will support you every step of the way," the General said, his voice firm and resolute. "We will do everything in our power to help you succeed, and to bring glory and honor to our sect."
Carl and Mike nodded, their hearts filled with gratitude and determination. They knew that the trials ahead would be difficult and challenging, but they were ready. They were ready to face whatever lay ahead, and to emerge victorious in the end.
As the days passed, the anticipation grew, and soon it was time for the semi-finals of the Wings of God tournament. Carl and Mike, accompanied by Lilith, stood before a shimmering portal of golden light.
The portal, created by Lilith, pulsed with an otherworldly energy, and Mike and Carl could feel its power calling to them. With a deep breath, they stepped through the portal, leaving the dark realms behind.
As they emerged on the other side, they found themselves in a bustling market square, filled with a diverse array of gods and beings from various realms. The air was thick with the smells of exotic spices and fresh bread, and the sound of merchants hawking their wares filled the air all eyes where on Carl due to the effects of being a dark Bean his body radiated a dark fog all over and because of him being in a city of gold and white his form stood out out the most gaining unnecessary attention which he hated the most but who was he to complain he couldn't change the effects happening to him due to being the monarch of darkness.
Carl and Mike exchanged a look of wonder, taking in the sights and sounds of the market square. But they knew they couldn't linger, for they had a destination to reach - the arena at the heart of the City of Clouds, where the gods of wind resided.
As they made their way through the crowded market square, Carl and Mike couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and trepidation. They knew that the semi-finals would be a challenge unlike any they had faced before, and that the stakes were higher than ever.
Finally, after navigating the winding streets of the City of Clouds, they arrived at the arena. The structure was imposing, with towering walls and a gleaming white marble floor.
As they entered the arena, Carl and Mike were greeted by the other contestants - the Monarch of Wind Arteson son of Philia Goddess of wind, the Monarch of Waters Gary son of Poseidon God of water, the Monarch of Earth William son of mother Earth creation God,the Monarch of Light Charles son of the God of light follower of the nameless one, the monarch of lightning Velma daughter of Zeus God of lightning, Mike introduced himself as the monarch of dragons son of the lost God of dragons and of course Carl monarch of death and darkness son of Hades and champion of Lucifer.when the others heard Carl's introduction they were shocked upon his titles and to their dismay Lucifer chose a champion they were ignorant of Lucifer's predicaments due to their parents but they all respected her for being second to the strongest beings in their multiverse they all stared at him in bewilderment and respect due to the unknown reasons Lucifer chose him for Velma on the other hand was impressed by his form with the dark fog emitting from his body to his flawless skin and well crafted face his earrings making him look exactly like her type she was known for always being a delinquent for her lustful self and now she was determined to make Carl f***k her.carl noticed the lust in her face and decided to smile at her mind her beauty really made her look like a goddess.these where the contestants for the semi finals and the future God's of their realms apart from the fight this was a way to get to know each other and form a bond for the betterment of the future.
The air was thick with tension as the seven monarchs faced off in a battle of silence, each one determined to emerge victorious and claim the title of God of Gods. The semi-finals were about to begin, and only two would advance to the final round.
They were brought to an inn where they shall sleep eat and drink till the tournament was over so Mike waved at Carl saying he would be back by noon he had to take his bath and he left Carl alone in a chair and that's when Velma saw the perfect opportunity to get to talk to him.