Ragnarok's Rising

Lust and Light

Drake glided down to the figure in the arena, landing without a sound.

"Sera, my old friend, been to long, how's the whole, extra arms thing going?"

The figure turned to Drake, the arms flaring slight.

"Drake, I told you not to comment on my extra arms." A clearly female voice responded. "And the master needs you, something about the demon you tossed in some time ago."

Drake sighed, "Very well, open the gate." Sera turned and opened a portal and they stepped through at the same time, exiting in a room with a massive table and many chairs, only three figures were there besides Drake and Sera. One was an angel, the radiance revealing her to be a very high up and very powerful angel that Drake recognized, to his anger. Beatrice, the hand maiden of god herself, so Drake knew this was a very important meeting. The second was also recognized by Drake as the arch demon of lust, Sel the seductress. The final Figure far exceeded the power of everyone else in the room, and he showed it proudly. The figure was solid black, lines of power pulsating throughout its form, which Drake knew was being held back. Large spikes protruded from it shoulders, head, and elbows. He was the man who Sera served, the very embodiment of the void, Galacteron the voidbringer.

"Ah, Drake, glad you could join us, a bit of a argument as to who gets mister explody. They cant quite come to an agreement, and I'm losing my patience." With that, Galacteron turned and portaled out.

"Drake, its good to see you again, I was wandering when you'd join my ranks once more. Come stand by my side." Sel said with a voice like honey, though drake knew it was deception.

"Silence Sel, I have no intent on serving you once more, I'm stronger, and you know it. Now, let us here the hand maidens offer." Drake snapped at the demoness.

"Thank you Drake, now my offer was a simple prisoner swap, we give her some of our prisoners and we get Ragnarok, and we only asked for a few select prisoner's. That seems fair yes?" Beatrice said.

Sel quickly cut in before Drake could respond, "However, the prisoners she requested were multiple high ranking Archs and politician's they had hidden in the human world."

Drake thought it over for a second, then had a new idea.

"The angels get Ragnarok, no prisoner exchange, and Sel gives up a few servants, one of which I choose to stay with me."

"Drake you naughty b-" Sel was cut off by Drake holding a blade to her throat.

"Do you agree to the terms Hand maiden?"

The angel nodded," He shall receive fair trail in the heavens, and depending on the verdict, shall be returned to the hells or remain in prison until his release."

"New term, no trial and he remains in prison. He needs to suffer for what he has done."

"Drake, that's not how the law system works, he must receive trail, or we become the villians."

Drake suddenly appeared next to Beatrice, his 8'4 figure bent slightly so he mouth was next to her ear, causing her to shake slightly.

"He murdered my wife and daughter in cold blood, you will put him in jail or..." Drake stopped and turned to see the wall exploding inward. Sera charged through the hole, only to be rocketed back in by another explosion, clearly asleep by the blast. Drake turned his blade to the hole and unleashed a massive blast of light through, disintegrating a cambion that had escaped his cell. He turned to see the Handmaiden on the floor trembling. Drake pulled her up and sat her down.

"Do we agree on the terms." Sel and Beatrice nodded and Sel summoned 10 of her servants, many of the full blooded succubi, though one of Succubi and some other breed of demon. "What is your name?"

"I am destiny, pleased to meet you." She said with a surprisingly happy voice.

"This one." Drake said to Sel.

"Are you sure, this one is know to, be a bit strange at times, must be her father, he was the arch of imagination before being felled."

"I'm sure. Come we have an arena to view." Drake opened a portal back to the arena and they went through, coming out in the booth, much to the surprise of Aiden.