AN: So, here's the next chapter to explain what he does with Azazel, as well as what she reveals once it's all over. After this, he won't be needing her any longer, so don't expect to see her popping up too often.

As always, thank you all for reading thus far. If you have any questions, comments, or concerns, please do not hesitate to voice them.

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"That is quite the accusation," my brows rose to exaggerate my surprise, "Do you have any evidence to back this up?" Of course she would not have any, as the God King had long ago turned off such systems when it became apparent that I would continue to slaughter Roj and the Tribunal of Fools.

"This one does not have to have any to know you stole it," she growled, then winced as one of the scimitars sliced a little into her right shoulder. This caused her skin to become exposed, as at knitted itself back into perfection after the blade was removed. However, the clothing was still torn, and would need to be removed if she desired to have it repaired.

"But without evidence, how will you gather the necessary support?" As many of you know, there are multiple Tribunals for all levels of concerns. One such section is for the disputes between Gods and Goddesses, which relied more upon factual evidence than anything else. No hearsay would reach their court, nor would any tampered evidences. For each and every shred is sent through both magickal and anti-magickal devices which remove any such tamperings upon them.

To this, she simply growled and tried her best to reach for my person. However, unlike her Pantheon, and the worlds it controls, the world of Forge does not adhere to the wills of others beyond my and mine. Therefore, she is simply a foreign entity with only her divinity and abilities upon the world. Of which weren't as spectacular as some would think, and no, I will not tell you what they are.

In any case, this event gave my person a way to take what I had desired for so long, and one which will not slip away from us. "Raise her up," I commanded my Undying servants, which caused only a pair to sheathe their weapons and raise her to my eye level as I stood tall once more. Whereas the remaining three continued to hold their energy blades to her body.

Even though all of this occurred, Azazel struggled violently against the grip that held her. However, it was all for naught, as she was far from home at this point in time. To which she growled, "Release this one, Undead Karastak, and we shall not have any more conflict with one another."

"How about no?" I commented, tapping my right forefinger against the side of my muzzle, "For you see, my dear little God King, you've given me quite the opportunity to take my world of Terra. So I cannot comply just yet."

"So you did take his link," her eyes narrowed, then winced as my skeletal servants squeezed down upon her limbs with enough force to break the bones within.

"I never said that, my dear; you only assumed it to be the truth. However," the claw upon my right forefinger pricked the centre of her forehead. Of which caused her eyes to widen as she knew of what I planned to do, and struggled more. This then caused my person to grin voraciously, as I began the spell which would give my person everything.

"Ah, Azazel, you will give to me-"

"No," she moaned, her eyes full of dread. For she knew what it was I was about to do, and had bore witness to it on many occasions.

"-what I desire. The link to Terra, my home world; our home world."

"You won't get away with this," she shouted as the energies of silver crackled around my right arm.

To which I simply grinned and continued with, "All of it, Azazel. You shall give unto me the whole of the link to our world of Terra," my voice paused for a moment so that I may stare into her eyes as they grew wide with horror, "For. I. Desire. It. So." The moment I spoke this phrase, the energies within my arm ran straight into her body, taking everything that I desired whilst her body bucked, and voice screeched throughout the whole of the world of Forge.

Yes. Everyone heard it, but took shelter amongst their homes, and embraced their families. Whilst the voice of the God King Azazel continued to rise and fall in pitch from the constant stream of chaotic energies invading her mind and body.

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"You... You..." One of the many Elves shook with disgust at what they just heard the Ageless speak of. For such a thing, even if it was within the history books, was still an atrocity.

"You stole from God King Azazel." This came from a rather tall and slender female Elf with waist length, platinum blonde hair. What was truly strange about this one, however, was the fact that her eyes were shining brightly with interlaced fingers held together under her chin. "How did you manage to do that, Ageless?" she asked with a hint of awe in her voice.

"I have already told you all, youngling," he replied with a tinge of tiredness in his voice, "She made the mistake of coming to a world I controlled; one that was outside of her own. I believe she was there to accuse, and find some evidence of my person's involvement with the extraction of the link within Roj, then present it to whatever council she can. Unfortunately for her, my past self was not a part of her Pantheon, nor are we right now. Therefore, she could do nothing beyond barring my person from the worlds within."

"But, isn't she stronger than you are?" asked an unknown, small voice from within the crowd full of mixed emotions.

"In the past, yes, but you have to understand what it means to be a God King. All of your strength comes from the Pantheon under your control, and without it, you are left with only your divinity and the strengths surrounding it."

"Which means?" This came from the Elf which was currently being watched by Brutus, of whom was suspected to be a follower of the Huntress.

"Which means that if a God King strays too far from his or her pantheon for too long, then they are weakened considerably. That is, until they are within the boundaries of that which is under their control."

"That's good to know," he smiled to himself, which was caught by both of the Kings. Of whom shared a look with one another before turning away to resume what they've done since the beginning. They would not act at that time, as there were many witnesses around, but would do so after the story is finished.

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It would take two moon turns for the extraction to become complete. For although I desired the link to our world of Terra, I had not realised how extensive it would be. This was so, as what came with it was everything regarding it; from the history, to how it began; why it was chosen to be a "Tutorial World", to what was hidden within it. Yes. There was a secret within such a place, and one that will become evident soon enough.

Once more, yes, my extraction process for such a thing is quite painful. Which has only increased as time went by. However, the only solace given to those subjected to the process was this: They would not remember anything that occurred.

No. They would not remember such an occurrence, but would gain quite the headache that cannot be healed by conventional magicks. Which just means that they will be needing time to heal.

In any case, after the process was complete, and I had absorbed the information about our world, the little God King slumped in the grip of my servants. Of whom had to endure the screaming first hand, whilst the rest of the world cringed in fear over the noise which flew throughout the air.

No. No one came for Azazel from her own Pantheon, as we were quite a ways away from there, drifting lazily around a random day-star that did not have anything to sustain. Of course, the energies containing it were rather pleased to have us there, but that tale is not part of this one.

So, once it was complete, she did slump forwards which revealed something new. For you see, her form did change from a little, Human girl-child, and into a more adult version. What is more, the small dress that was around her person had fallen away as she stretched, and revealed to the world a naked body. Upon her chest was a voluptuous pair of mounds, whilst the rest of her body, besides the waterfall of molten silver upon her head, was devoid of hair.

Which means, yes, I did have my servants lift her lower body to reveal that which was betwixt her legs to my eyes. This also included the rest of her body, which was studied for nearly a decca-turn before my Chosen were summoned. Each staring with surprised expressions as it was explained that the being before them was God King Azazel.

"It is more than likely to be her true form," my shoulders shrugged as I directed Shauu to lift her body, "Take care you do not wake her too soon, as she will be experiencing a headache like no other upon awakening. Therefore, take her to the castle, and post a watch until she awakens."

"And when she does?" asked a small, metallic Foxwoman with four arms and three tails. Her name was Amira, and was one of my seven Chosen.

"Notify my person, as well as Sarah. If she asks, tell her that the God King was found asleep within the chamber. Or make something else up." This was spoken with another shrug, as I led the fived skeletal Undying back into the Tower. Whereupon did find the Kitsune twins once again being used by Beelzebub's tentacles, as well as his person.

Which meant he held Yin within his grasp whilst copulating with her person, whereas Yang was subjected to the tentacles and tendrils which billowed out from under his robe. This, of course, caused my person to sigh, as I walked away from the scene, and had one of my servants to tell my person when they are finished so that we may continue with our plans to take back Terra.

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AN2: So there you go, folks, the reason why Azazel was called the "girl-who-was-not-a-girl" was partly because of this. Also, there's going to be another part to this story. Of which will extend it past my normal 60ish chapters.