Matthew Robinson
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"I would," Said the ethereal voice, as the light around the heavens began to bend and twist till a magical being that sent my heart into fear appeared. It had long golden air that stretched to his back and eyes that matched his hair. He was handsome, bordering feminine, but there was a power touching upon the Kings of Hell. Falling on one knee upon the Scalet Lake, the Angels saluted, "Arch Angel Yeshamiel, it's quite an honor." Waving his hands to Elsa, who did not even waver, Arsene observed the…-
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Taking a sip of tea Arsene did not respond, nor did Freya. However, the silence was apparent; any type of forgiveness was but a wishful dream. " I'd rather a horrid death than be your whore!" Nerthus venomously howled, gripping her blade tighter, readying her stance. Greyson smiled. "Arsene, is there really something as true death?" He asked, surprising me. I could feel prince Bael's bloodline within this one, but it was faint. "Her death will only further my will. Either way, her fate is sealed,"…
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"What is this?" The God of the Hunt, Ullr coldly muttered as we arrived. Glaring down at Arsene and a few others upon a crimson lake sipping tea, he turned to us, beckoning with his arm. "A trap," I whispered, sending a glace toward the top hierarchy of the Vanir Clan. "How did he know we were even coming?" said mother, passing her hands through her blond hair." Where is that sister of yours?" "She would not do something this foolish," I hastily commented, unable to believe Freya would do…
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Resting my head against the ancient walls of an abandoned temple we stumbled upon, I turned to the faceless watching me. It had been almost seven years since I last saw Arsene. Then all of a sudden, this thing appeared. Feeling its monstrous aura, my first instinct was to kill it, but no matter how much I attacked, this thing never responded. It had no feelings or at least none I could sense, but it was powerful, far stronger than I was at the peak of World Saint. It had said his majesty would be…
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That idiot had allowed Kumar to escape. This fool, watching the blade about to strike Freya, I cursed benight my breath only to be surprised at the spiral fluctuation of space and time. Shocked, Freya turned pale, but the blade of Kumar had frozen just before it touched her eye. Unable to believe my eyes, I did not allow myself to be distracted. Flickering to her side, surprising this angel, my feet connected with his head blasting him into the depths of Muspelheim. Twisting my body, I sent another…
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"I would have thought you would be with your brother. I believe I made myself clear," Nj?rd howled from on high. In his hand stood a gourd of wine, burning my nostril from a distance. "We have been summoned." I reluctantly stated, turning around, only for me to tilt my head, dodging the gourd hastily targeting my head. "I liked it better when you were under Odin. At least then your mouth was full of something then." He slurred, scuffing in disgust. Recalling those days, I giggled, unable to help…
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"Is it done?" He asked. Not daring to look upon his throne, I nodded, "Yes, my lord, It has been done. However, many things have happened." "I already know about thor, or did you forget I was there? Are the Aesirs finally looking for peace?" Arsene inquired lazily, resting upon his throne. "A little, Tyr has divided the Aesirs, but I am not sure about the Vanir Clan. Olivia said that they are also in chaos, but nothing is certain since we have not heard from Freya. How would you like us to…
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Chapter 317 - Melinoë - Titan! I knew he was a monster, a demon, but this is different from the madness I bring. For an entire year, he slaughtered till nothing was left but a lake of crimson. The very moon had changed to scarlet at the amount of death and carnage brought upon the land of Midgard. "Arsene," I gently called, hearing the laughter that echoed through the souls of many halt. Gazing at the mountain of bodies lettered about. There he laid, showered in gore and alone. He did not speak or move,…
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"What have you done, Sitri," I uttered aloud, watching the madness below. "Arsene is not following logic anymore. What has happened?" That little play with Sif was horrific. The emotions he has shown I had not thought of him displaying such a deep understanding of deception. It was like looking at a different person— In fact, even the way he is killing is starting to look different. It was not getting better but rather more abstract. Arsene's spear did not seem to belong to his orderly and chaotic…
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Turning our heads, my mind fell blank as Sif, one of our strongest warriors, fell into the arms of Arsene wailing like a lost child. "I didn't, please I only wanted him to love me, " She whimpered, balling in the arms of the Devil. "I needed his love; I needed it. I just wanted him to love me again. To hold me like he did when we were young." she rushed to say, hoping for some kind of forgiveness. "But he did it again, didn't he?" Arsene muttered, stroking her hair, his hollow eyes peering towards me…
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