Jarl, The Fool

The entire audience grew still as the dead with a heavy heart while my soft cold laughter rang out. The sound of a pencil drop could practically be heard as I arose, causing my lovely wife, Lilith, to smile in amazement, "I didn't know you could play."

"You could say, this skill was something I never had to practice. I have always been a master in regards to playing the piano." I replied lightly, bowing in grace towards the audience as Lilith and the others followed in suit.

Suddenly a wave of cheers filled my ears as Lilith's eyes glimmered with a vibrant light," Do you know any other songs? Something just for us?"

"There was something from A Lie in April," I muttered as Lilith sent a rather interesting gleam towards me.

"Ohhh, so you do have something?"

"Naw, just a fleeting thought. I can't play that. " I muttered as Lilith snorted,

"We will just have a private session." She whispered, taking my arm as we left the stage.

"BRAVO, BRAVO, BRAVO," A man suddenly whispered as he drew close to Lilith and me. Around him stood a few of those from high society. "Lord Snow, we had no idea you were so talented. It seems you are not just a detective. And I could say the same for your lovely wife."

Studying the man that looked like someone out of a super villain's handbook, I simply eyed the man with short black hair and azure blue eyes. He was quite handsome, holding a rather ice hue within his gaze dressed in black and crimson. Standing around my height, he reached his arm out, "I am DrulanClaremore."

"The man who tried to kill me? Now, this is unexpected. I finally have a face to the man." I said, shaking his hand as his smile slightly trembled at my bluntness. To my side, Lilith giggled.

"Sene, you truly are a strange creature." She slightly said, covering her mouth as Drulan sent a particular stare towards her. Lilith, however, suddenly went a little icy akin to a switch. "Were it me, I would have already torn his heart from his body and feed it to those he holds dear."

Feeling a rush of killing intent, Drulan's eyes went wide, but he did not waver, reaching his arm towards Lilith. Who reciprocated with grace, "unfortunately, you are Senes."

With a ruthless gleam filled with contempt, Lilith turned to me, "You have fun; I will look after the children."

"Please do; Silvia and Zanris may end up killing someone." I patiently said, turning to the cold Drulan.

"So, what is it you wanted?" I gently asked, trying to get a feel of his cultivation. However, even with my enhanced senses, I could not feel anything as he smiled.

"I am here to bring you to the Jarl." He dutifully exclaimed, turning around, "If you would, Lord Snow?"

Following behind, Drulan led me out of the party into a more secluded ear as I saw Kandis and Shana standing outside a certain door. A look of annoyance could be seen as they turned to me, forcing a smile.

"Lord Snow," They called in unison as I merely smile.

Nodding, I looked through the door as I frowned. There was a familiar aura here. Sending Kandis a profound stare, I simply waited as more and more people began to gather.

Many of them were not familiar, but that did not stop me from making a conversation. Even Drulan would join in, even if we were enemies. I truly appreciated such an opponent that held a rather particular image to those he wishes to kill. Anger and Rage were rather boring and common sites in those that held zero ability to scheme.

"So, Lord Snow, there have been rumors that you will be selling all your relics all at once. Is it true?" Vincent of Gyvaon asked with a light smile. He was a huge part of Hallr controlling many of the ether deposits. He was responsible for hiding it from the public while also making sure it ran smoothly.

"It is quite true. By my estimation, a few world gods will be appearing. In order to acquire my designs." I voiced as his eyes narrowed. A meticulous gleam could be seen as he smiled.

"it seems you are not the least bit afraid of those within the Realm of World."

Shrugging, I recalled the monster known as Bahoment; I sneered, "Those at the Realm of World mean nothing, for I am not alone in my conquest."

"And who is it that you are with? if you don't mind me asking Lord Snow?" Drulan asked as my smile slowly faded as a horrifying killing intent rose from the void. With eyes that glimmered with sin, I spoke, "Why don't you ask your so-called gods. They have already met her a few weeks ago."

Freezing like a statue, everyone turned to me in horror as I didn't bother to continue. None of these people had the right to even speak to a True God. The most they may have witnessed was someone within the Realm of World.

Noticing my disdain for their gods, I could see Shana along with a few other shivers in anger. Stepping out, Shana gently touched the small raven upon her brow.

"Snow, you had best be more respectful. The Gods of..."

"Your god is dead. Your Allfather was killed during the War of Demons and Devils. Slaughtered alongside the Olympian god Zeus and that whore Ashna." I coldly spat as her eyes grew wide like saucers. " Why do you think there is a civil war with the Aesir and Vanir gods?"

Shaking her head, I could feel her qi begin to rise as the Dao of Ice began to fill the area. Narrowing my gaze, I didn't bother to defend as I spoke, "I would watch your next move, Shana. I don't know who attacked me before, but that was during my private life. Right now, I, Arsene Snow, am working with Vaevictis. Should you attack, I can guarantee you, along with your entire family, will be wiped out in an instant."

"YOU!!!" She roared with hatred, "THE ALLFATHER LIVES!!!"

"Allfather? You fanatics truly amazes me. Odin is dead, while his soul is being fucked by demons from the nines. He was nothing alive and even dead; he is nothing more than a plaything for the demons. Your god is but a joke of the War of Demons.

With a smile that didn't reach my ears, I turned as a depraved voice filled my ears, "Enter."

"Saved by the bell," Drulan lightly said with a faint smile as he sent me a particular gleam, "Shall we Lord Snow, the Jarl has been looking forward to meeting you."

With a disinterested look, I nodded as the door opened by itself. Stepping in, my eyes grew wide as I saw...Fat Bastard laying upon a massive throne savagely devouring a large piece of meat. Greece poured from his lips and body as he smiled, flashing his brown teeth.

"SNOW? SO YOUNG!!!" He barked, causing me to nod.

Narrowing my gaze, I stared into his plain black eyes, feeling something was off. He was definitely familiar. I didn't bother looking through my mind palace as I knew for a fact I never met this thing, but something about him was familiar."

"Have we met?" I kindly asked, "there is something about you that... that makes me think we have met? Have you been to Tensen Lumireis before?"

"Tensen Lumireis? Is that some whore? Haven't had a bitch upon my cock in a while. Send her my way, boy. "