159 Bane of Primordial

Trier, Royal Palace.

Aucuses turned and looked at Blaise, after inspecting the door. Noticing this, Blaise immediately briefed, keeping it as short as possible.

"We are cautious as you advised. As soon as I sensed the same aura that permeated across the world during the night of the blood moon, I told everybody to withdraw. We didn't enter. Then, I immediately came to inform you."

"Leave, Blaise." Aucuses said, turning. Blaise nodded and left without asking any further questions.

Aucuses walked towards the door. He could still feel the trace of authority left by Alitsa on the door, which was dissipating.

The Blood Emperor imprisoned Silvia Abraham, Bethel Abraham's granddaughter, within the door for many decades after she disobeyed him. She went through a lot, a lot locked in here under the hands of Alitsa Tudor. The only reason that she hadn't lost her sanity yet was that she was a mythical creature.

With the death of Alitsa, Aucuses re-established his golden order across the empire, taking control of reality. Then, he erased all the authorities of Alitsa throughout the empire. His order and Trunsoest separated after the War of the Gods finished.

With that erasure, the lock on the door was gone, Aucuces opened the door, his eyes getting solemn. Anything resembling a pillar must be taken seriously; otherwise, one may not know how or when to fall or become corrupted in the end. It may be too late to regret it by then.

Creak!

The crimson moonlight seeped out of the opening door, illuminating his sombre expression. In the glare of the moonlight, he saw a room; a room that was as normal as one could come across; a room with no problems or abnormalities; a room with a woman who sat peacefully on the reclining chair, gazing out at the ethereal crimson moon through the stained window. Everything looked normal, even abnormally normal.

The silver-haired woman turned, noticing his entrance, revealing her face. That immediately broke the normality predating the room. Her eyes were all red, with crimson blood steaming down her deformed cheek, which was filled with bloody gore just like the rest of her face.

The crimson moon enlarged and expanded, occupying the entire window. The moonlight seeped through the transparent glass, dyeing everything in crimson.

'She' opened all of 'Her' mouths, muttered.

"You are here, the Special One, the Bane of the Primordial…."

'Her' voice was unbearable. It was like an amalgamation of all the blasphemous sounds of the cosmos. This was a voice Aucuses could never forget.

It was the voice of the Mother Goddess of Depravity!

Aucuses immediately pointed his finger at the corrupted woman. Numerous law symbols emerged from his figure, spreading across the crimson reality of the room.

He didn't dare waste time or respond to the Mother Goddess of Depravity, who was speaking through Silvia Abraham.

The Mother Goddess of Depravity didn't seem to mind and continued. "Her" voice grew louder and twisted with each word.

"The Changer is what you are, but it doesn't matter much in the end. You will not be able to change the inevitable even with your future might. Rejoice with what little time you have left, before the true end arrives…"

Boom!

The entire room was immediately bathed in golden light as the law symbols fused with reality, expelling the influence of the cosmos. The crimson was immediately shattered. The gigantic crimson waned in golden light, burning and blazing, turning into a golden sun.

'She' opened 'Her' mouths and cackled loudly, 'Her' laughter shaking and dimming the sun itself. Then, everything went silent. The connection with the cosmos was severed.

Silvia Abraham raised her head under the auric glow of the sun. Her body was collapsing into flesh and blood. However, she didn't seem to feel it, desperately standing up from the chair.

She ran towards him, her figure slowing burning in golden embers of sunfire, while saying, her voice laced with desperation.

"Please save my grandfather! He is near the moon! I know who you are, the great and merciful sun god. With your mighty power, you can save him, can't you?" She cocked her collapsing head, lunging at him. Aucuses avoided her, looking at her in silence.

She fell on the floor, blood splashing. Then, she turned and looked at the silent Aucuses and roared, "Why? Why don't you just help? My grandfather was right about you. Why do you always just watch as the world suffers and burn with all your power? Why?..."

The sun burned Silvia and the entire room brightly with golden flames, purifying.

"Why? Why? Why?" Silvia bellowed. Aucuses looked at the mad woman in silence and indifference before walking out of the room.

He closed the door as the entire room was consumed in golden flames, incinerated into oblivion.

Boom!

Everything went silent. Aucuses sighed, walking forward through the corridor. 'Bethel should be coming sooner…'

Silvia Abraham was corrupted by the Mother Goddess of Depravity through her blood relationship with Bethel Abraham. She was the only remaining direct descendent of him.

Now, she is dead. Bethel will know it. He will return to Earth no matter what. Family was everything to Bethel. Now that everything has been destroyed by Aucuses.

He will come back from the cosmos. Aucuses will be waiting at his door's step. Bethel was too much off variable to left in cosmos, his authority can even hasten apocalypse.

Aucuses had done this not to save the world, but to protect his love from the bloody clutches of the Mother Goddess of Depravity.

And the words of the mother goddess of depravity, the bane of Primodeieal....

He just sighed, walking out of the royal palace. The embers of the golden fire erupted from within the closed door and speared across the royal palace, burning down the entire palace into ashes.

He walked out of the collapsing castle, looking ahead at Blaise, who was waiting for him.

Aucuses said, gesturing Basie to follow down the road. "I have taken care of the problem. The rest of the mess is up to you to solve."

Blaise nodded, accepting his order univocally. Then, he said with slight hesitation, "My lord, the empire…"

Aucuses interrupted, looking ahead. "Brief the general situation, Blaise."

Blaise began, his eyes sombre. "Milord. In the purge, the Abraham family was annihilated. Meanwhile, the nation of Antigonus was also destroyed. The two most fiercest and loyal supporters of the crown were removed, which completely shattered the already broken crown. The government collapsed with that. The church had already taken matters into its own hands, handling everything temporarily. But it won't be enough in the long run, Milord…"

Aucuses took out a document from the space. "Let it be a monarchy. Republic is out of question." He looked into Blaise's eyes. "The power of the empire from then on should always rest on the rest. The times are changing, Blaise. I don't want more chaos to grow in the empire. So, the crown shall fall on the head of someone who is loyal to me."

He handed the document to Blaise. "I detailed everything that was needed for the new empire, including the ruler I chose. Implement it accordingly."

Blaise took the file and nodded, while Aucuses continued. "From now on, slowly reduce the exposure of the extraordinary to mortals."

"Milord, you mean to.." Blaise said, surprised.

"Yes." Aucuses said, "I mean to separate the extraordinary and ordinary into different worlds. They may belong and live on earth, but it cannot be their fate in the end. I am just returning them to their rightful place. This is the most important step, Blaise, if we want to stop the chaos from ever growing to this scale again."

"I will implement your orders immediately, Milord." Blaise said, without raising questions or doubts.

Finally, Aucuses said, as his figure slowly broke into golden particles. "Call Lucas from the frontline; it is about time he promoted to king of angels."

"And, Blaise, the name of the empire shall be,"

"The Intis Empire."