Monarch Of Darkness, Arsene Chapter 286
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"A third party, is it?"
"Aye, and apparently, they can come and go within the realm of Heihim as they please." Tyr lightly said, sitting beside me. "I have already spoken with Idun, but I am not comfortable, leaving a faceless there knowing who they are. What do you think we should do?"
"This war, The Court of Nox, now A third party; it seems like everything regarding this boy name Arsene is complicated. What I think is that you take a step back. Heimdall should already know what is going on, yet he remains silent, and you of all people know what that means."
Arching his lips, Tyr appeared down at his only hand with a sad sparkle, "I do, but do you truly think that monster will allow us to turn our backs so easily? Arsene is a demon; he will not spare anyone." He muttered.
"Tyr my words to not carry much weight, my body still remains attached to a root of the world tree per the will of your brother and Odin. However, if you ask me, I think you should do as Freya is."
"Freya?"
"Aye lad, she came to me same as you," I said, bearing down towards the roots of a world tree tearing into my flesh, covering me with its majestic vines. "Your brother thor is a fool that should have never been king, a failure that you should have foreseen. This new war with the Vanirs is more proof of that. There was peace, and due to lust, and greed many are dying."
"You needn't speak of Thor; I know my brother," Tyr angrily voiced, clenching his fist, "I should have been here. I should have..."
"I say this not for you to remember your past but to bring up the future. From what I have seen from here, everyone within our pantheon is being manipulated, even the Court of Nox."
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"And your proof?" He asked, bringing an aged smile to my face.
"It's more of a theory, but one that is confirmed by the appearance of Astrid. This war within Midgard, while the fault of Arsene, I think it has a lot to do with this mysterious party. While I do not know much about the boy, from what I heard from Freya, he is frighteningly intelligent. Yet, he is killing and converting, building his army."
Feeling a burning sensation within the left eye of Odin, I continued on sensing the weaves of fate coming together. "He created so much chaos and lost a lot of souls, something a demon... no devil needs to grow. He gave up on so many souls just to bring chaos, meaning he needs time. By the rate of which so many are dying, I can assume he doesn't have a lot of time. He is on a deadline. However, we cannot delay this war because we would be playing within his hands, but we also cannot push since more will die. God or not, that boy knows what he is doing and is ready should the full force of the Aesirs strike all at once.
"It seems your wisdom has only grown with this hellish torment." Tyr apologetically remarked with a grim expression, "But what can we do?"
"As I said before, play both sides as Freya. Why make enemies? I am sure Arsene knows her goals, yet he still works with her. " I stated as a fact, peering from high above the world of Midgard to the endless wilderness below. "And there is Loki... Should I say more?"
"No, you have said enough." Tyr stated, with a sour expression, "I shall ponder your words Mimir and take them into consideration."
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Watching the God of War vanish from my sight, the glow within my eye vanished as I released a heavy breath, "Freya, you can come out."
"Truly, you are something, Mimir." Freya sensually shouted, appearing in front of my sights, smiling with a dark glint.
"If you wish to kill me, please do."
"And release you from your torment? Come now, Mirmir, watching you each year fall deeper into depravity simply melts my heart."
"Truly, you are a cold bitch. Odin truly fucked you over." I spat, watching her smirk, pressing her hands against my skull.
"Was it not you who propose that Njörd sell me along.. oh, sorry, sell is such a strong word. That I marry Odin?"
"Aye, a foolish decision, and look what happened to me? Your husband.."
Sabbing her fingers into my eyes, a scream echoed out from my lips. Twisting her fingers, I struggled to hold in my screams as I felt her intent pulling at my soul.
"STOP!!!" I howled, trying to push my arms out but to no avail.
Scooping out my eye, her cold, calculating words sounded, "It is finally time, Mimir. When you awake, your will not be yours, but your mind will be awake. When you wake, your soul, mind, and body will be mine!"
"Freya, stop this madness! Please, " I begged, feeling my life beginning to fade.
"That is the same thing I said when Odin tore my hymen, but life is a cruel bitch, and you, Mimir, will learn of that. Do not worry, for I am sure Arsene will take excellent care of what is left of you. That boy can be quite cruel in his torment."
Feeling my eyes heal, a shining light entered my sights. However, tears slowly began to fall as I gazed upon the grey sword within Freya's hand and the magical emblem within the heavens.
"Odin was very fearful of my magic, despite his power, and for a good reason, but you of all people should know that." She affirmed with a loving smile while the symbol of the reaper's scythe began to take form within the heavens. "I have been preparing this spell for millions of years, just for you, Mimir. I will be seeing you soon."
Hoisting her sword high, my heart and soul began to scream as a single tear ran from my eye before endless darkness entered my sight.
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"Why did you bring him a head? The Hell is he suppose to do with that?" A mysterious voice called out as I tried to open my eyes. Yet only darkness seems to fill my sights.
"Come now, Melinoë. This is the perfect gift for Arsene as to apologies for playing both sides." The voice of Freya said, startling me. "I figured he would be planning to screw me over, so I brought something to sweeten him up."
Arsene? Ah, I remember him, but I was speaking to Tyr, but... how did I get here? Why is my mouth not working? In fact, how come I cannot feel my body?
"Isn't that a little blunt?" Melinoe, the person Freya was speaking, uttered. "But whatever, it's none of my business. Arsene is still in the shadow realm, and I am still buzzed, so you can wait. Let me enjoy my high."
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