1959 Planning Ahead
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We arrived in the surface once more, near my castle, everyone else had noticed the changes by now. Their Status had given a sudden shift, new Skills appeared, and they could once more Level Up. It took a little bit of effort to explain everything, but with Andromeda and Astraea helping out with the explanations, things got through just fine.
Once they understood their new powers, it was now finally time to move on. I wish I could just rest here and relax, but honestly even with the time dilation, it wasn't a privilege I could take yet. Even less knowing half of my friends were still fighting for their lives in the area near the large portal leading to the Spirit Plane.
Before any rest, we need to take care of that entire problem. We discussed what happened with everyone as I learned the full picture of the situation once more, Flora, Aura, and the System Master explained to me what was happening as well.
"While we fought within the Realm of Helheim, the Spirit Plane's armies attempted to conquer several Realms, which they had been temporarily stopped by the combined strength of several Gods." Explained Zehe. "To help them out hold on, and because some of those Realms were below our dominion, we sent the rest of our troops there. The Monkey-kin, Truhan and Celica, the Elemental Lords, and several other Gods joined them. They were rather brave despite the desperate situation. The faster we get there, the better… We've already lost contact with them, they might had already entered the breach between worlds, our telepathy can't reach that far."
"Everyone…" I sighed, clenching my fists. "I knew something was missing when I couldn't find them anywhere."
"What's happening there is quite hard to describe, but several conflicts are being interconnected in that war. From Freyja's child who was kidnaped by Odin, to that monster of Surtr awakening to bring the Ragnarök towards the Aesir, and also Freyr that had also been kidnaped by Odin and his forces, his wife is coming for him as well. They had most likely formed alliances. Thor might be there." Flora explained. "I believe they want to bait Loki and her family to go there too."
"And that's without counting mom!" Suddenly, Lazuli stepped in. "She promised to come help us fight against Hel but that whole thing is over! The last message I heard from her was that she saw a bright light emerge in the skies of her realm… before everything was engulfed by the sound of a huge explosion…"
"So Skadi must be into this as well." Flora sighed. "She was one of the few candidates to become a Supreme as well, at this point, if she's still alive, she might had already become one. She's strong and adaptable."
"Kireina-sama, we have to help mom!" Cried Lazuli, flying to my side with Blaze.
"I also heard what happened… It might be dangerous. Whatever those Spirits are doing…" Sighed Blaze.
"Alright, I'll help Skadi if possible." I nodded. "Don't worry, Lazuli, if your mom's as strong as Flora says, then she must be holding back, wherever she is now."
"And Tundra… I wonder if… She has something to do with this." Lazuli sighed, dropping her fairy wings.
"Tundra was your sister?" Asked Brontes. "The one that did all of that to you? And made you into a dungeon boss?"
"Yeah…" Lazuli sighed. "Supposedly she was going to receive the Crown of Eternal Winter and become the new Queen of our Realm, Niflheim. It is a special crown imbued with great power, and even a part of mother's divine strength. Anybody that were to wear it would gain tremendous divine energy and might even surpass mother's strength eventually. She once wore it when she was younger."
"Huh…" Zehe wondered. "If what we've heard might be true, Tundra might had betrayed Skadi and brought whatever abducted her and the rest of that realm. It feels as if the Spirit Plane is trying to just devour our world, one realm at a time, and they have already convinced many of our inhabitants, mostly all strong gods, to betray us in exchange for power."
"Well, every Realm has a small core, a piece of the World's Core that maintains each Realm's life and atmosphere, they're like small treasures for these alien invaders, filled with energy they desire." Flora sighed. "Aura, do you know anything else?"
"Mostly, from the many gods that serve me, I've learned that Poseidon's Realm, Atlantis, is also gone, alongside the Underworld Realm of Hades…" Sighed Aura. "Surtr has disappeared after fusing with his Realm and creating a bridge made of flames that led him to the Spirit Plane, and the Aesir are also all gone… Freyja has moved out with Freyr's wife to search for him and Freyja's child, and lastly…"
"Lastly?" I asked.
"Lucifer's gone. I don't know if any of you have noticed, but he's gone for a while now." Said Aura. "Where did he go?"
"Ah, well, that doesn't matter much." Nesiphae shrugged.
FLAAASH!
Just before we could get to plannings, something happened. Two large masses of divine power teleported right at our side, as Lucifer appeared on his Avatar of this world, the Supreme God of Space, carrying on his arms an unconscious, young, muscular-looking black haired human covered on scars.
"Lucifer?!" Everyone asked in shock.
"Where have you been?!" Asked the System Master, his boyfriend at this point.
"Sorry for my absence! I didn't thought I would be missed, fufu." The King of Hell laughed. "I've bought a little gift our dear Mammon slew for us. This was the Necrotic Ruler's third vessel! A young hero Hel had trapped inside her Realm long ago. Does the "Realm Menace of Gluttony" rings any bells?" He laughed.
"Wait, what?! That hero was alive?!" I asked in utter disbelief. "And… he was going to be that monster's third vessel?"
"Yep! You owe a lot to Mammon now; he has been defending most of this territory with the Demon Towers you left behind. He might also know of what's going on in the Spirit Plane because some of the realms you left demon towers in were sucked into that place. How about we summon his manifestation? He missed you quite a lot!" Lucifer winked at me.
"Fine, let's bring him here." I nodded. "[Demonic Tower Lord Authority]!"
FLAAASH!
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