Book 3: Chapter 65
a/n: this chapter bled into the next one.
Xaxas
“You dabbled in god tier magic, and killed over 200,000 of My drakes…”
“I did it for-”
I struck him with lightning.
“Be Silent Toadtaur.” I hissed. The stinky little fucker.
Father, Asanguis, and even my littlest brother sat in my realm, on the thrones I made them. As Judgment, I ultimately decide who goes where… Well, the fuckers who are sinners, like him. If a mortal belongs to the Night Court… about 97% of the time they belong on Layer 2 and lower…
Yet… I could not judge him.
“Down is not low enough….” I said scratching the base of my regrown horn.
“The Pit is not Deep Enough.” Said father.
The dust was settled, and my arm was back… but it was worth punching father in the face.
That battle was fucking brutal, and I honestly had to admit defeat because I am not a match, but he caught these fucking hands.
Hands are thrown for my mortals today.
I felt like a Fucking FOOL that they suffered like this.
Don’t get me wrong… I know my people as a whole, nor I are innocent, but that was *war*…. Brutality for brutality’s sake had been outlawed… shit like *this* was outlawed by father because it only serves as shock and awe tactics, and more efficient ways of torment already exist.
The ‘secrets’ he discovered are merely party tricks…. Now had he found out how to make life proper… a stable new subspecies of wyvern would have pissed me right the Fuck off, but, they would be fine… because they’d be stable…
These souls were tangled. I’d not seen anything like it…. Souls entertained like at the hellgates… punishment for sinners meant for the Pit, but hold enough energy to be useful first…
He *will* suffer for this.
Innocent souls received Layer 9 punishments while *alive*.
He will suffer so greatly even gods in other pantheons on other worlds will tremble.
“I’m thinking Up.” I said casually.
“NO PLEASE!” Elkteer screamed. He did not fear hell or our machinations. He fused himself with a demon, the only fear he holds is being unraveled…
I won’t…
That punishment is too *easy.*
He killed my drakes. He is marked by my father…. But I will not allow this to make bad blood, not when I am So Close to there being true, eternal peace on Urth… fuck I’m so close…. A riot within would rip all negotiations asunder.
“You tamper with flesh, molding our soldiers into technology already discovered, deciphered, deCoded and *Dis-Con-FUCKING-tinued.*” I roared. “What’s more is that you nearly put a rift between me and the Night Father.”
I punched father in the face for this. There is *little* that slips past him… He knew… So did Gulteer, yet… They did nothing. I lost 227,348 soldiers, not even realizing since I was asleep… but I will not collect on what I’m owed.
I’m glad the Church stopped him, … but no one factors in the eggs.
Nobody ever fucking factors in the damn eggs. Enough were left for him to keep on tinkering…
And they were stripped so thoroughly that no one noticed such a mockery of magic.
Tiffany killed the last 25,832 of them… Some were asleep in vats, but at least half were out, spread across every floor…. All the others were used for material to reconstitute himself and his wife when the humans killed them.
That’s the part of unauthorized necromancy that pisses me off. Had he done this with our consent, he’d have only needed like 5 people to be revived with the spell he used.
Even That was sloppy…..
They don’t give birth… and freshly laid eggs don’t really show life that even *I* can sense for a few days if I’m not looking pretty much right at it. Any chicken farmer with a flashlight will know that to be true.
At least not without knowing to look in the first place… Those life signatures are so low even now, with hindsight, I’m not sure…? I had a small think about it…
Elkteer was using them like batteries, so they would never have gotten to 100…
He was also using their flesh and souls, so not all of them were initially passing to hell where they belong. Had even one thought to get my attention….
Why does this bother me so much?!
I growled.
The average pulse of life if I gave it a number would be 100. All life. All healthy mortals are 100, regardless of their power…. That’s measured a different way… But an egg? One in a vat like that would probably register at a 0.01, blocked by a barrier that muffles life under 45…., since it’s new and slowly tick up to 100 when it’s born. Filtering out all the noise isn’t the hard part though… it’s knowing about the babes in the first place.
If it isn’t something I’m actively checking for, I know I’d have missed this… I know I’d have noticed a mortal that’s soul tinkering, and flesh magic if I got a heads-up back then. The key is the information….
Now I had an idea.
I would have never caught this with him in a lab, and the souls being trapped, or passing to layer 1, since they have no X, and I was not here…nor did I even have a realm at the time….Their teleportation was automatic to that layer…
“I can see that he did this for his own selfish desires. I say let him reap what he sows.” Said Justice, my youngest brother. He’d finally finished watching his putrid life. They did what they wanted…
“I second that.” Said Asanguis. “He’s already undead…. Let me have him.”
“No… what we do will be a kindness.” I said with blazing eyes.
Every servant in my realm, every single one was given time off today. I’m not judging anyone this pissed. I’ll send them to harsher layers than they deserve.
It’s times like this that I wish I had real help… The others have their own realms. This is *my* problem…. Plus… my brothers are not trained to see all sides of a story without picking one.
….All those trapped souls… That was why I didn’t notice. I don’t live down here like father does, but as their patron… I owe Arviel. He killed him before he could do more… Forced Elkteer to flee to his facility when the priests had enough…, then use the phylactery to reform and reforge himself with his leftovers… not live a moment longer on the surface.
There was no punishment enough that I could think of.
“Humblon.” I called the God of Purgatory. If he cannot find something to do to him, he was never meant to be tormented…
“I am called by Three.” Bowed Nine. Humblon holds bluish-black raven’s hair, and yellow eyes. But other than that, he’s the spitting image of Arviel, since that is his brother. “…What is that.”
“Elkteer, the Slimy One.” His wife was shredded a little bit ago. She willingly aided him, so she can willingly die.
“…Do you want me to break him?” He asked excitedly, pulling out his phone. “I Literally Just made this with Nyamya!”
He texted me.
“…Wow….” Said father.
“Arviel said it was too sadistic, Bah!” He laughed.
Humblon is too wholesome for this pantheon… He’s an introverted nerd who has a cat girl for a wife.
**BUT**
The God of Mercy is the biggest fucking sadist in the pantheon. I *almost* feel sorry for that witch.
“I don’t want to see it again until he’s converted to his base elements, then he may go into the pit.” I said firmly.
I was so pissed that I couldn’t even directly lay hands on that little shit… I texted Aris to see what he was doing. the God of War was already online, playing Final Fantasy99 , an MMO we saw a commercial on, and bought on a whim…. I internally sighed.
We were supposed to do that Today At 6…. *Together.*
I’d only made Xaxas Nox… I hadn’t had the time.
He named his Character Aris Soliz… At least he’s enjoying himself as a dark knight…. I don’t think he’s gotten off since yesterday… I checked.
He hasn’t.
The Universe is too peaceful.
“Now that that’s settled. We need to help all these souls…” Said the Horned One. “I take responsibility….. Come little ones.” He said vanishing to detangle …. Many of them.
I’ll still give each of them a blessing…. They will be born serpents… This will never happen again. All this happened while I slept, waiting for Harmony. Had I known, I would have woken up, because the thought of one of Our witches cutting up our own people never crossed my mind.
My heart has changed… Harmony did that. I can rightly say that as angered as I am, that I wouldn’t have had the common sense to hone that anger to the Two mortals that did this.
I’d have reset this world like I did back when Allivaldi was killed.
“And I need to make sure this *never* happens again.” I said taking my compensation from the Pit.
I was going to have this thing hatch in Yellow as the beast I had planned… but this was a priority. That creature can hatch when its ready; they’re safe…. All these souls weren’t
Asanguis yawned, while Bryson looked at my display of power. For me, this is nothing, for Asanguis, he’s seen it before a million times… but Bryson is a godling. He isn’t even a million… this is basically shaking a rattle in his face.
I better never actually say that though. I like my brother as much as he is valued… plus Harmony and Isabelle would kill me…. And that is a little in poor taste…
Damn I’m admonishing myself… my mate really did stop me from coming back a complete lopsided cun-
"Why are you making him like that?” Bryson asked with a raised brow, unimpressed…
I guess I had my head up my ass.
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