Chapter 728: True Demonlord [59] (2/2)
”Don't address me so casually,” fired across, ”-a son wouldn't dare treat her mother as a prisoner,” hands and feet were chained to a singular boulder on a floating isle. Molten lava flowed akin to stream, imagine an idyllic place of refuge – a crystal clear waterfall smoothly washes down, the resultant lake boasts a piece of land where the water is calm. The border's surrounded in grass and lusciously vivid green; how it would be nice. Replace the water in the waterfall with lava, the lake, made of magma, the surrounding, turn it into pitch-black rocks – as for the isle, make it a dull platform. Forget the peaceful breeze, here each gust seemed to be the exhale of a fire dragon. No visible sky, the very top held a floating castle, further up, rocks. Reddish creatures hovered to and fro. The chirping of birds turned screams of the tormented, the middle-sat lady Courtney dressed in rags, stripped of her weapons, and hair cut without care.
”Who will come to the rescue?” chuckled the presumptuous figure riding a headless steed, ”-mother, lord death's gone, none is powerful enough to enter the realm, let alone fight my minions. The strongest demon god is and always will be Hades. Don't bother escaping, sword or not, being shackled to the chain that held Fenrir must be a big inconvenience. No harsh feelings, mother, I hope father has the stomach to see thee again.”
'Brat,' she laid face up, '-captured once again. I knew deep down this moment would arrive. Hades' shadow can't be escaped so easily. Lord Death rescued and forged my soul into part of his weapon. I wish I could have seen Igna once more. I'll live out the rest of my life in the underworld, the strong decide, and the weak obey.' Outside, commotion grew – media arrived to cover the accident. Prince Julius was spotted wrapped in a white cloth and taken to the hospital, no more information was made known. Within the next hour, an armed escort barged into the hospice and made straight for his room.
”Julius!” the door slammed, Elvira's restless expression laid on his, ”-tell me what happened.”
”My lady, should we?”
”Shut up, lock the door, guard the outside. Have Rotherham put on maximum security. Identify anyone and everyone, close the border, this is an order.”
”Understood, ma'am.”
Her slightly shorter stature lowered onto a bedside stood, her fingers ran up and locked with his, the warmth added color to the pale demeanor, ”-lady Elvira.”
”Tell me, what happened?”
”We were ambushed.”
”By who?”
”Lady Elvira,” he stared her sincerely, ”-knowledge about my sister, Eira, being a goddess is known to you, right?”
”Yes, what of it?”
”Here's the situation,” he gulped, ”-I know who's responsible, we can't fight them, no matter the weapon or method, tis a loss cause.”
”I don't care,” she persisted, ”-tell me who's responsible.”
”The Demon God, one of the three supreme gods, Hades, the ruler of the underworld. Lady Courtney is wife to Hades, long ago, and I speak in terms of thousands of years ago, Lord Death invaded Hades' realm and kidnapped her. The outcome resulted in a brief war between the two gods, many lives were lost, and in the end, the ruler of the underworld had significant powers taken.”
”The situation's dire,” she reached for her phone, ”-we need to council with Eira then, if she's a god, we can make use of her clout.”
”No,” he pressed her phone to the bed, ”-by goddess, she's only just reached the rank, nothing's set in stone. Her body and mind will change in due time, the only boon granted as of yet is immortality. By going against a supreme god, one needs to be equal, if not, stronger than said being.”
”How about you, you knew of her true identity and name, isn't there anything?”
”No, I only have the power to create, not destroy, and certainly, not the powers to fight. We're talking about fighting against an entity that's at the peak of existence, words aren't enough to describe their status. They control entire universes, dominions over multiple worlds and the idea of us, mere nobodies residing on the plane they guard, to stand up against them, no way.”
”There's one person,” her eyes rose to the ajar window, ”-or was one, recently reincarnated. The Blood-King, Staxius Haggard.”
”…” his hands pressed in frustration, the chin burrowed into his chest, the eyelids shut in complete despair, '-I watched her be abducted, how can I show my face to cousin, I've lost the right to stand at his side.'
”-Lady Elvira,” he grabbed her arms, ”-she's probably dead. They must have separated her soul from the weapon, once done, she'll forever be bound to whatever they see fit. The battle's lost before even starting.”
”The battle's yet to start,” a nauseating sensation wrapped at the bed's foot, ”-trust me,” the hair levitated in white and red, ”-I won't forgive anyone who dares move against my family. Cousin Julius, please rest.”
”How did you know?” asked Elvira.
”Éclair reported the incident,” he explained, ”-the news over social media, Julius had an accident.”
”Heir to death, inheritor of Origin and Time's will, you understand what's at stake. The vessel of which thee bear won't survive an hour in the underworld. Immortality from the death element's restricted – as for the vampire blood, what will it serve against higher-realm beings.”
”And, should I yield?”
”COUSIN!” fired an outburst, ”-Aunt Courtney accepted her fate, she knows more than we do. Here, 'live a great life for the both of us, mother has to take care of old matters. She'll figure a way out of the situation, enjoy the life which is to come, I consider my days spent here to be worth every bit. Remember, I'll always love you,' don't you see what she means?”
”I'm not conceited,” the arms lowered, the shoulders dropped, ”-I know my weakness, most of all, I know what's important to me. Without her, I wouldn't stand here; she rescued me, tis time I repay the favor. I'll be back shortly – I promise, we'll celebrate thy union together.”