Zantar - Balor, the Foul

Strolling up onto the balcony, blanketed by the encompassing grace of Tenebrae. I approached the ever silent Balor, giving an icy black stare towards the Overworld below.

"Are congrats in order?" I asked, slightly smiling.

"No one knows, not even our brethren." Said Balor, his tone carrying a sovereign power; he simply could not remove, try as he must.

Chuckling under the shadows of darkness, I nodded. "Everything is to fall into place. Asmodeus played his part well. All he needs to do is begin forcing the Angels into a dangerous spot. The more pressure they face, the faster the Angels can complete the Law of Concordance. That fool Raziel still thinks he obtained the True Legacy of The Angel of Wonder. A fool he is."

"Lord Lucifer was proof we Angels are blinded by the Seven Sins. Although I did not think those of the Abyss would be involved. Lilith is a wild card. Her control over the Abyss can be a double edge sword." Said Balor gravely, narrowing his cold scarlet-black eyes to me, darkening the luminous moon, the howls of the winds began to pick up. "How is Arsene Snow doing? We need to make a decision when it comes to him. I do not wish to test the Silver Devil, not when he was the one to banish us from the Heavens—tearing away our wings, forcing us to fall."

"Balor, of all things you worry about so? The moment we gave Raziel our legacy. Tricking the tempted fool into taking the Heavenly Throne, we were deemed to become his enemies along with everyone else." I coldly retold, shaking my head waving off his concerns." Has this soothing night brought up this false sense of fealty? We were banished, humiliated by both the Hells and the Heavens."

"Both the Hells and Heavens are to burn!" Balor howled, shaking my core at the terrifying power that tore at the moon, Shredding it to dust, his scarlet-black eyes smoldering in his sockets glowed—terrifying every fiber of my existence. There it is! Yes! There it is! Balor, the Foul has returned.

Lowering my head at the power of the King, I smiled under my hair. "But of course. After all, everything we do is your idea. We are taking back what was taken from us the day Zariel stole everything from us. Nevertheless, we are not ready to handle him. We must play by the rules."

"You think you can turn Arsene or possibly Lilith? With her on our side, Even the Heavenly Father will turn the other cheek." Balor inquired, breathing fumes, so dark everything around the realm began to decay. Stripped of life, their souls began to grieve.

"The Nine Hells once touched Arsene. He will forever be linked to the Hells no matter what he turns into. Betrayal is in his very nature, unlike we Fallen, who has the power to repel the will of the Nines." I scarcely slighted. "If we get Arsene on our side, we may just force Zariels hand. At least, I hope. The Silver Devil was never one to play by the rules. No one has ever been able to control him."

"We have already lost our Honor, our dignity." Argued Balor gravely. Placing his arms behind his back, he bore down at me. "Tempt the boy and the Abyssal Child. A man like Arsene will not strive to be weaker than Zariel. "

Intrigued by the idea, I could only nod, "And what of Aldrich. Zariel's pet."

"Irrelevant. Although the confidence he carries himself with is a little offputting." Balor calmly declared; he turned towards the tarnished moon, cracked and broken, filling the skies with a glorious image of destruction.

With my head still low, I peered up and frowned, "You think he could prove himself to be an issue?"

"We are both from the Era of the Silver Devil. Yet Aldrich remained behind. We are all stronger, but most of those higher Heaven Arcane Spells and Arts are forbidden. At least we cannot use them to their full potential. Nevertheless, I think that there is always the possibility of Aldrich proving himself to be an issue if the Lord of Order is truly suppressing him. Use that pawn to take care of him."

"He will need an opportunity in the abyss." I chillingly expressed, bowing my head. Aldrich was always a worry for me. Arrogance was never a concept I allowed myself to indulge in. So like Raziel, I had begun to spin my web.

Schemes were my forte. Balor, however, was to be King. He did not need to think, only lead. His power was so great. And once Raziel finishes the Laws of Concordance, everything will be ours. A new breed of fallen will soon find their way in this small Heaven. Lucifer will be but a distant memory once the new King! Balor rises!

"Let me handle that. I will ready the army of the Overworld. For now, you head to Elysium, The Badlands, and Aether. Direct the Four Gates of Apocalypse to populated areas." He declared, holding a dreadful smile. "Once we take care of this. All that we must worry about is that weapon Aurelia and Zariel sealed together. Riverfall is already in Lilith's hands."

After what the Order of Chaos did to the Higher heavens after we persuaded the Myriad Gods to attack the Plane of Oblivion, we had a lot of cleaning up to cover our tracks. Thank god our power had not fallen that far at the time, and we dared not try again. The Plane of Oblivion was too well-protected. Zero, that damn grandmaster, had personally taken it upon himself to watch over that land. So we needed someone else to open it up, and who better than the Daughter of the Abyss and wife of Arsene Snow.

"There is one other weapon, seated in the Badlands. Seat one of the horseman gates there. The Devils placed these Gates in populated areas, so we can assume that a great force will grab anything in close proximity. We will leave the weapon for Arsene or Lilith to find. Also, drop some hints about these weapons' secrets.

"Seem someone has been plotting on his own." I complimented and turned to the wreckage for the moon, "For our Revenge."

"For our Revenge."