"Artoria, Again."

Blades clash and blood was spilled, The imposing figure of The Taken King towered over the evil girls soul, The two of them had been sparring ever since they returned from hell and Artoria had been showing signs of the next level of Ascension.

Several months went by, but sense they battled in a realm controlled by Oryx's power, he bent the timestream to where theses three months where like three hundred years.

As you can expect Artoria's power exploded tremendously as a result of this, she killed Taken, beast made from Oryx's power of destruction, over all It was quite the hell. But she wouldn't back down, not ever.

"As you will my king."

Raising back up into the air She charged forth with her blade, clashing once again Excalibur is sharpened edge collided with the razor sharp edge of will breaker, but this was a futile attempt at the sword's part to try and impose its well upon a blade which had killed even the gods of gods.

Artoria was casted through the air, her blood erupting from her like a river, as Willbreaker cleaved through her armor Her skin and her magical defenses and sent her flying.

She laid upon the ground coughing as blood continue to flow, Her king was truly something else.

"Strength is what is required to live, It is what one needs to take, to lift a blade and use it as effectively as I can, one's will must be strong, it must be absolute, no trace's of weakness must be found. For if you foster for even a second, your life will be taken."

"I... Aghhh... I understand, My King."

Using Excalibur like a crutch She raised herself into the air, her legs shook as she could feel his aura barrel down on her, his eyes, the same eyes which can even make the Eldritch abominations tremble in fear straighted into her soul.

"If you cannot fight, how do you expect to take your revenge? If you cannot fight how do you expect to live in this universe? How do you intend to survive the upcoming war? Rise, challenge me, fight me, die by my hands, be reborn and die again, learn the cycle of death, learn your blade, hone its edge and sharpen your conviction. And if you fail the use the universe, for it is is your oyster, use it like fuel, burn it away and rise as high as you can, use me as your example. I will be your Widower, and you will be me, continue pushing forward for if you fail, You have already succumb to your own weakness."

Artoria grinned her teeth, he was right, to live one must kill, to kill is to have a blade and a will to use it, to have a will one must have resolved, to have resolve one must have conviction, and to have conviction one must have a dream.

A goal.

And there it was for Artoria.

Standing before her, was her goal, to become what Oryx had become, Darkness itself, such a beautiful shape, What glorious marvel has form brings, when he kills it is like watching a spectacle, whenever he uses his blade it is effortless and ever flowing.

So strong was his resolve he punched through the realm of darkness itself and had to claim its power for his own, no longer bound by any laws or beings, he was truly the highest existence.

So to her, there was no higher purpose, Even if she was only able to claim a mere fraction of what he was It would make her magnificent.

With a blazing Soul, she charged, Oryx seeing this smiled, No magic, No trickery, Just her her blade and her might.

'Just like you, Xivu Arath'

Oryx used the flat end of will breaker to deflect an attack from Excalibur, swinging his fist around he attempted to crush her skull but Artoria summoned Rhongomyniad and used its power tomb quickly cast a barrier protecting her for only a second allowing her to quickly dodge off to the side, however Oryx's wing smack her away.

"Good. However." Lifting his hand into the air a jet black spike impaled the woman through her chest. "You have lots to learn still."

The spike shattered as she feels to the ground, Now with a hole punched through where her heart was once held she realized how funny it was for her to still have such a thing.

'So.... I would meet death once again only to cheat it and live again... You truly are amazing my king. But I am afraid I won't be dying right this instant I know how futile it is, But I refuse to go down without showing what I can do.'

Oryx knew what she was to do, and watched her rise back up, her eyes blazing with such fire, such power and resolve it caused the air around her to grow heavier.

"Iron hammer of the hollow king!!"

The blade expanded into a blazing storm of Dark magical power, the roar of the blade was enough to pierce the heavens veil and cause the very universe itself to shake at its waking wrath.

"Turnover/Reverse/Overturn/Change the aurora!!"

Calling upon the darkness she So believe in she would show her conviction to the king right here and now.

"Swallow the light!!!!"

To hell with theses notions of peace! THEY MEANT NOTHING ANYMORE!

"Promised blade of victory!!!!"

HERE AND NOW THE UNIVERSE WILL HEAR HER VOICE!! A VOICE THAT HAS BEEN SILENCED LONG ENOUGH!!!

'Xivu Arath, I do not know who you are but guide my blade!! Help me to take that final step and make this cruel existence quake in endless war!'

Before the kings eyes It appeared to be that the fragment of the goddess of wars power had fully awakened a dark shadowy figure stood tall over the knight, Her hulking form just as tall as his with darkened armor and a pressence of command so great even the extra dimensional realms were trembling before her.

'it is done, The goddess of war, rises again.'

"EXCALIBUR MORGAN!!!!!!!"

Bringing the blade down she fired a blast of Mana strong enough to split the very planet in half, And with this new transcendent power it left the world before decimating millions of stars, so to was the power of the goddess who once stood as an equal to the Taken King, and who's power grows through violence war and bloodshed.

Oryx, however as history repeated itself did not move, he was simply bathed in this all-consuming mana of annihilation which destroyed the very world itself upon it finally coming to an end the girl fell to her knees blood finally drained from her, But with some sentience left she saw Oryx standing there floating, his wings extended wide as the planets halves floated around him.

"Congratulations Artoria, You have tapped into the power of the transcendent gods of my universe. You'll make a fine general, goddess of war."

"My.... King.... I am pleased."

Upon this day Artoria reached a new realm of power, a power greater then any this world could give.

The strength of the Goddess of war.

A power that Oryx knew, she would master.

After all...

He was the one who "gifted" it to her after seeing her potential.

And how great this turned out to be.

However she needed more time to grow, evolve, She was still young but had plenty of room to grow.

Perfect for such a being under his guidance.

And now All that was required was just to wait for this and another piece shall be in place.

After all this was all just a grand plan...

"Isn't that right, Flower board."

*six years sense last chapter.*

Time passed in six long years have pass through times great cavern.

Oryx had been within the shadows of theses realities, pulling the petty strings of all the gods angels demons beast and all within this world.

He was the shadow, the darkness who's hands where stretching further passed infinity and everything within reality.

His servants, the hands of death, the riders of evil, They had hundreds of names after their slaughtering of the supernatural world.

Whenever a group would become too powerful or had no use they where there to snip the people clean off the world.

But there was one far more fearsome them the others.

Clouded in black armor, a sword which howls the blood thirsting cry of unholy horror, some call her an abomination, an affront to light itself , but they simply know her as the knight of death, right hand of the darkness.

This being had terrorized everything she finds, and unfortunately the crimson haired Satan had the unfortunate run in with her which resulted in the man nearly being slaughtered by the girl.

But this newest story doesn't start in the underworld, no no, it starts in the human world with a par some may find strange.

*Within the human world.*

"Agghhhhhhh Merlin how much damn further are we going to have to go before we reach this place?"

Mordred, offspring to the Knight of Evil looked upon her companion, that being Merlin.

However unlike the male she was within much different clothing, she was blending in as they say, she was wearing some human clothing that well she picked out herself.

With theses cloths the girl blended in quite well, while also being quite the eye candy for anyone male or female passing by, but if they tried anything the knight would just dislocate there arms.

"Yes Mordred, Where almost there." Replied Merlin.

"Where are we going again?"

"To an Academy called Kuoh Academy, there we will speak with the sister of Sirzechs Lucifer, hopefully with her word we can get an audience with the man who saw this mysterious evil knight and lived to tell the tale."

Mordred stopped at the mention of the Knight, she clenched her fist, she saw a entire part of the underworld destroyed beyond recognition and saw the brutality of this being, but the worst of this was from where Merlin saw there last memory within there mind, and this figure seemed similar to her father.

But her father was brave and noble, a perfect king in her eyes... So how could she become this monster?

It was something she didn't want to except, the thought of all this, was just... To much.

Merlin however was as you would expect with possibly someone he could consider a "friend" turning into what she is now, and well he blamed himself for not being there to stop it before it was to late.

He knew of Artoria's alternate persona, he also knew the danger she possessed but he had his faith in Artoria, he wholeheartedly beloved she could keep the devil back.

But oh how wrong he was.

She just kept getting stronger and stronger, wearing down Artoria's mental defenses, like a beast in a cage she thrashed around inside her mind, over and over again.

At the end of Camelot the jig was up, there was nothing left to hold her back and on that day Camelot was destroyed by the very same king that ruled it.

It was funny actually, history has a way to rear it's ugly head up and usually it's always the bad parts of it, and this was no exception.

If Artoria really did become this "Knight of Evil" then the situation was far more dire then they could possibly imagine.

"Hey Merlin."

"Yes Mordred?"

".... What do you think of this "Shadow" we've been hearing about."

Oh and Merlin's greatest (current) fear was now brought back to him, yes how could he forget this "all consuming" darkness spreading throughout the supernatural world.

Merlin's seen it's effects on this world with his own eyes, as in an attempt to locate this "Knight" he ventured into the dimensional Gap to try and find her... Only to like a world filled and tainted with Darkness.

Dark blights and cyst eat away at the flesh of the very fabric of that dimension. The essence of Darkness bleed through that place like a rushing river the sight was most unsettling, watching the thriving mass of this evil pulse throughout the world like a beating heart seeing the power grow the more it spread.

Merlin tried to banish it in a sense, didn't work, actually when he tried to touch it he heard whispers in his ears.

"The Taken King rises again."

"Out King is reborn!"

"Darkness consumes this world!"

"The light will be snuffed out."

Dark disembodied voices spoke in shadowy whispers within the mages ears before...

'Who are you?'

A much darker voice spoke to him, a dark claw layed upon his shoulder as a evil to great it eclipses all the beast stood tall over Merlin, he dared not move, (not like his body would allow that anyways.) As his ears just obeyed and took the whisper of not only this realm but the evil behind him.

It would only be through a miracle that Merlin survived, as he left and returned here.

Whatever this thing was it was powerful, very, very powerful.

The dimensional Gap was a realm of infinity and nothing, it's the void that separates all the dimensions within this reality, and this thing had calmed majority of the gap within its dark web.

It was corrupting infinity itself, how such power was born he did not know, but his mind went to the ancient old gods that once ruled the world's, the celestials, beings who are stated to be responsible for the creation of the universe, spawned from the Root of everything.

Maybe this was a long dormant Celestial, a being what brought darkness and death wherever it goes.

'I guess we must wait for Fate to unravel before we have our answers.'

With his thoughts done with he and Mordred just used a transportation spell to put them closer to there destination but decided to walk the whole way to not arouse suspicion or worry because as of now the devils where on very high alert.

As they should be with the rising force that is this Taken King.

"Mordred, come, we only have about another days more time now. Hopefully we can get this over with and get out answers."

"And find father, wherever she may be."

"Yes... You are correct. While find her, but we just need to know the right spot first."

With this, they went silent, they readied themselves for whatever may be found along this journey.

Even if it's the worst of news.

*With Artoria.*

The dark knight crushed another skill under her food, there looking at her dragons of all kinds looked upon her as there eyes narrowed.

"Typhon, Come."

A portal opened and the massive beast stood behind the Knight, with a roar he charged forth as his mouth locked around the neck of one of the dragons before him as he teared out its throat before turning and using his claws to slash off another ones face.

Artoria however used his tail to launch himself up into the air as she used her momentum to cut through another dragons scaly armor, decapitating the beast before the others very eyes.

She looked up as she saw the hundreds of others, before there mouths alighted with orange light as a wave of fire came forth from there mouths.

The combined force of this fire was enough to melt the surrounding area, but for the Soon to be Goddess of War, this was nothing more then a slight turn up of the temperature.

"Enough."

Lighting up her blade she swung and let's it's wrath unleash.

It pushed through the tsunami of fire and blasted them away into nothingness, fully erasing them from the confines of this exsitence.

"Theses are done, now ravel sh-"

"Already done Artoria."

The knight turned and the older and more mature figure of Ravel Phoenix was within view, just like her she herself took on a much more powerful form.

Her form was taller, more muscular, her hair long and flowing formed into twin twisters that's she showed off. Her "clothing" was that of a dark armor altered with the bright orange feathers of the Phoenix, and at her side her staff in hand, the very same  which let her focused her magic power.

The two looked upon one another, Ravel had grown, but nowhere near the point of Artoria who was already Multiverse+ thanks to her newfound power over the Goddess of Wars essence. And the training from Oryx.

{If your all wondering this is the ranking of Oryx's current servants.

Artoria; Multiversal+

Izanami; Multiverse

Ravel Phoenix: Multi-Universe+

Gorgon: Multi-Universe

Atalante; universal

Lucifer: Universe (will increase when he gets his throne world and more training)

Acnologia:Multi-Galaxy (same as Lucifer.)

Future placements;

Tiamat: High outerversal+

Artoria: High outerversal

Izanami: Outerversal

Jeanne D'Arc Alter/Elijah,: Low outerversal

Gorgon/Ravel/Lucifer: hyperversal+

Erubus/Atalante/Acnologia: Hyperversal

Note that theses placements will change depending on how the story may go, depending on how events around them turn out.}

However the girl was more then making up with her knowledge of Hive arts and even some magic she's invented on her own.

"So find this "Heavenly dragon of Destruction" or nothing more then winged lizards." Artoria looked around at the dead beast, thousands layed dead before her blade.

"Nothing, all this is just so annoying, for a "heavenly dragon" he seems to be quite adept at hiding.

"All creatures great and small flee when a battle is to much for them, I wouldn't expect this dragon to be any different." Artoria spoke from experience, she was tasked with the extermination of thousands of different beings at this point many of them try to run but as you would expect death eventually caught them in the form of her darkened noble phantasm.

"Then shall we return?"

"....." Looking over the death, the knight was satisfied with her work "yes, let's go."

Turning and walking away the two walked side by side, until Ravel broke the silence.

"Artoria, that other part of you, is it gone now?"

Artoria stopped as she looked at ravel, her and Izanami knew of her weaker half and how she sometimes gets within her way.

"No, unfortunately."

"Can't you just cut her out? I'm sure Ory-" Artoria glared at her. "Our King can repair the damage."

"... No, I must do this myself."

"How come? If this is truly hindering you then-"

"I am of no use to out King, Ravel for me to overcome this I have to do it of my own will and might asking another is out the question. We must be strong and be able to stand tall and by ourselves, relying on others make you weak. Surely you should know that."

Ravel paused, of course she did, how could she not.

It wasn't too long since she was just a weak willed girl who's eyes where as empty as the void, The constant harassment bullying and torture that she experienced was something she believed stemmed out of her own lack of strength, along with many others.

Maybe this wasn't the best way to address this situation to her superior.

"Yes I do know that."

"Good, Because if you didn't I would have had to kill you."

"Again?"

"Yes, again and again until that lesson was engraved into your skull."

"Trust me I think you've engraved plenty enough."

"Hm, death is as natural to us as breathing, It is only right we continue to fight amongst ourselves to strengthen each other and hone our skills."

"Yes, such is the nature of our dark logic."

"Yes it is."

Both girls remained silent now, there journey towards Artoria now open Cyst was undergoing but they stopped as they felt there king's shade manifest behind them.

"Ravel, Artoria, Report."

Both girl kneeled before the king as they looked upon him.

"Our mission is completed, unfortunately we were not able to find the newly born Heavenly dragon." Spoke ravel.

"Hmm, No matter, what of the other targets."

"Neutralized my king."

"Good, Artoria report to me, we're going to be setting things in motion."

"What would you have me do my king?"

"There are targets within the human world I need deal with, while you're doing that I am heading to the realm of Mesopotamia."

Artoria dare not question her king's decisions, If he willed it she will do it.

"Understood."

"Ravel." Oryx turned from Artoria to Ravel. "You and Izanami will stirr up commotion with the Norse gods, back them into a corner but don't fully eliminate them They will need to be used in the future just to make sure to instill the overwhelming sensation of death and terror into them."

"Yes my lord."

Oryx Now done with his orders simply blinked out of existence, as his body within the underworld stirred.

But back with the two they looked at each other and nod there heads, Artoria left for the human world and Ravel to join Izanami.

Things were escalating quite quickly but all was going to how the king desired.

*With Oryx.*

Standing within the underworld the Taken King in disguised walk through the household which belonged to his "family" looking around he almost shuddered at the disgusting sites of all these "nobles"

They were housing a celebration thanks to Rias becoming the true heir to the family as she would be taking on the full gremory family name and responsibilities in full.

"Tch, This makes me sick."

Looking at another devil there eyes locked bit the fool quickly averted his eyes, he dared not tremble or anger the devil stated to be stronger then Sirzechs by a landslide.

"Hey kiddo, how things going?"

Oryx turned to her his father standing there.

"I'm fine."

"You don't seem so excited something on your mind?"

"No, I'm fine Just looking at all of our "guests", honestly they disgust me."

"... Hm I can see why you would believe that."

The father of Akuma looked upon the devils, some of them were okay, But others mainly looked upon the one whose this celebration is for with lust and desire of significantly high margins, They were probably thinking of only having a relationship with her just to use her to get to her family's riches as you would expect from most devils.

"I'm leaving."

"Alright, I'll let everyone else know."

Oryx nod his head and with that he simply teleported himself out of the household.

"Luckily these bands of fools we'll meet the end of their uses."

Entering his true form The Taken King commanded all of existence to tremble before his will, ripping open a dimensional tear straight into Mesopotamia he walked through as he took to the skies.

Looking down upon the land he could sense high amounts of magical power, It is here that he would begin his search.

There is a being named Gilgamesh here, he is stated to possess a treasury of some of the most powerful artifacts known in all the existence, such  valuable things could prove useful for the king of darkness.

Using his beyond Light speed he zoomed around all of this realm before appearing above a massive city but he noticed a woman with black hair and some kind of massive flying device next to her descend upon the city.

Judging from her level of divinity this woman was most likely an extraordinarily powerful divine spirit however she was several light years below his current power So deciding not to get tangled with fools he called forth thousands of his taken.

"This should be sufficient enough." Looking down upon the city Oryx reached his hand out. "Attack."

And like a sea of tainted death, The Taken descended upon the city in a massive wave of darkness, taking the divine spirit completely off guard as she was now being attacked by being who are passively erasing existence just by walking around.

*Down below*

'WHAT THE HELL! WHAT SRE THESES THINGS!' Ishtar would conjure several golden arrows and use them to shred through some of the weaker taken as she looked upon at the thousands of dark creatures.

"Ok what are you!"

*RRRRRROOOOOAAAARRRR!!*

However the Divine Spirit never got her answer as a massive hulking monster charged, it's massive eye blasting at her with a rapid stream of void energy.

Ishtar used her agility to easily avoid it's attacks in order to use Maanna like a bow, pulling itself back and forming a large blue arrow that pieces through the monsters shoulder but it still kept on fighting.

"Damn how resilient is this thing!"

However before she could attack several golden portals open around the monster before it was skewered by hundreds of different weapons.

"What rodents would dare trespassed within my kingdom?"

Turning around the goddess stared at the king of Uruk, The king of Heros.

Gilgamesh.

"Well hello Goldie."

"Oh if it isn't the useless goddess, What are you hear for mongrel?"

"I came to claim what's mine, but as you can see these things showed about a nowhere!"

Blasting another one to pieces Ishtar looked at Gilgamesh as he chuckled at this.

"If you're having trouble with such lowly foes, you truly are more useless then I initially led on to."

The guards of Uruk stood by their king side, and with a snap of his fingers and a throw of his hand they roared with their weapons held high as they charged at the dark beings with their king opening thousands of portals within the skies and letting his treasury rain

These lowly taken we're ripped to shreds by the power of the king of heroes.

"Whoever sent these must think of me as some commoner, a foolish mistake for I am no commenter, I am the king which rules all." Holding a prideful smirk upon his face his Ruby red eyes watched the beings get slaughtered.

"Yeah yeah Goldie shut up!" Ishtar continue to use more of her magic power to form attacks that dismembered the last of the taken. "Now what the hell where these things?"

Gilgamesh looked upon the very last remaining Taken, It's legs for completely blown away and it was crawling along the ground, there it rested in front of him trying to grab ahold of him, But the Golden King simply summoned his spear and stabbed it through its head.

"As if I would let a mongrels hands like yours touch me."

Watching it disappear within darkness the Golden King looked up into the air and for a brief moment, saw a towering figure with Crimson red wings and three glowing green eyes looking down at him.

But as stated this was only for a brief moment because faster than he could even comprehend the being was gone.

"....... Hmm, interesting It would appear that that mongrels message wasn't wrong after all."

Gilgamesh thought back to his encounter with the Infinity God Dragon, he remembered she spoke about an entity of colossal power, three eyes which burned a hole through the soul of those who he looked upon and an aura of a king much like his own.

But entity fit all three boxes perfectly, So that was the famed King of Darkness, the entity which dark hands seems to be stretching all throughout creation and with a very little knowing of his existence.

'It would appear that Uruk has now been set within his sites.'

Crossing his arms Gilgamesh thought of a way to fight this being, If worse comes, EA will be drawn.

But who knows if this mongrel is actually worthy of such an honor, to lay eyes upon his greatest treasure.

Without anything further to say the king simply turned around and walked away he had far too much to do, to be concerned about some useless goddess and foolish little weak soldiers. If the king himself decides to fight he will step into the fight until then he will not indulge in these useless fights, It would be unbecoming of such an entity such as himself to allow such dirt to have audience with him.

*With Oryx.*

"That what's positively useless, The Golden King is far too weak to even be considered a relative threat, let alone a useful asset. Artoria would be enough to kill him, though I figured she would struggle a little."

Standing within his world of darkness Oryx projected his Shade all through the cosmos, thousands and thousands of worlds were being destroyed by his taken army leader by Atalante and Gorgon and he watched as they burned.

With all his forces continuing to get stronger, Oryx knew here soon that The next iteration of his plans would have to take center stage, and with so  many few pieces Left to place It would only be a matter of time before the final showdown between light and dark began but until then he would continue to push around the light until it was fully backed into a corner.

He had already predicted several champions the light may try to use against him, So he made sure to slaughter them before they had any surefire way to unlock their potential, this way he continued to tip the scale further and further into his favor constantly making the gardener dance a dance which it does not want, But this was all part of a greater war, and in such things there were no things as mercy.

Fortunately however his servants carried the same ideology, most evident of this being his second of command which reminded him of a younger version of himself and his sister Xivu Arath with her growth and her overall means of conflict.

It was this thought that Oryx remembered his thoughts about his other servants, and how they reminded him of some of his previous court/tribute members.

There was Ravel, She seemed to embrace more along the lines of strengthening one's mind, in a sense she was becoming an embodiment of trickery just like his sister Savathun.

Izanami, was exactly like Ir Halak, his daughter, both of them shared an affinity for death based abilities while also not exactly being up close and personal fighters, They would rather fight from a far and use their abilities to instantly kill to great results.

Atalante was embracing a much more long range colder version of killing, her arrows we're powerful enough to punch holes through most gods, as such she was becoming something similar to his daughter Ir Anûk, They both shared brilliant minds and a fancy of looking there opponents dead in the eyes from afar as they took their lives.

Gorgon was more of a poison in a general sense, her mystic eyes combined with her newfound power over darkness allowed for a combination to paralyze or corrupt anyone unfortunate enough to be caught within her Gaze, as such she reminded him of Golgoroth, both of them being monsters who can utilize some form of "poison" in order to slaughter there foes before devouring them, taking there essence for themselves as reward for there conquest.

And lastly Acnologia and Lucifer, both of these servants where mirror opposite of each other.

Ancalagon Although being a tactical fighter was far more reckless and upfront with his conflicts, charging in and slaughtering those with a display of brutal strength and slaughter, This made him a line more along the lines of crota, his very own son.

Then Lucifer was the more refined and straight-headed one, unlike acnologia who fought with a beast like mentality Lucifer was more cold and calculating, he exploited his opponent's weaknesses using any and all means of catching them off guard before hitting them with a strike that would usually be the guaranteed kill. For why have to do a dance, when one may simply end it all with a single strike, for this oryx thought of The war priest, sense both shared a similar battle strategy.

Reason why this was important was because Oryx knew exactly how to strengthen their positives, while mitigating their cons.

With so much experience under his wings he could point out where they needed to improve at and just simply let them go off, he would give them slight nudges here and there but he would not personally interfere with their progress their path to getting stronger relied upon their own wills, not his own.

Speaking of Wills, there was a problem which Oryx noticed within his most loyal servants, Her weak or half had yet to disappear, This wasn't concerning but it did leave room for questioning.

He knew that his version of Artoria what's constantly trying to drown the other half within a darkness great and deep enough for her to lose her mind, however it seems as if After six long years of this she was remaining a float.

This should not be possible, This is a power What should be able to rob the mind of someone like her with ease, leading Oryx to believe She is in line with the light and if that was the case then this could become more of a problem than he originally let on to it being.

Largest problem was he couldn't simply order her to get rid of her blade, because now Excalibur had become bonded to her. She could just resummon the damn thing because it was merged with her soul and name, which mean two things. One: the two would eternally become linked to one another so long as the Noble Phantasm remained, and two: this problem now extended to most likely extends to all of her noble phantasm, which means the light is going to have eyes and ears watching and listening in.

This would be a problem..... If Oryx didn't already have a means of solving it. And it was rather simple, simply put he could use the widowers Authority in order to manipulate the very truth of this bind between the gardener and this alternate version of his servant into breaking, essentially forcefully separating the link between the two of them.

Now this would immediately draw the gardener's gaze upon him as he would know of Oryx's hidden knowledge upon its entity and it's agenda, meaning it's movements would become much more secretive and harder to track but that was a price he was going to have to pay if he was going to be rid of this little spy of its.

But that can come later, currently she is far away from him and could not be used to spy on him.

So with this newfound privacy he went away, further into the darkness as he was going to be working on a pet project of his.

But he stopped as he looked through space and time and looked upon the figure that was Artoria standing over the bloody and burned bodies of two individuals one being a woman one being a man, the woman's face held an extreme expression of pain as her insides there blended away and the male was just ripped apart.

"So it's completed, good, now the real start begins."

He sent a message to the knight to return, as she did a young male teen arrived at this place of fire and death as an explosion of bright power ripped through the surrounding area.

"Found you."

That was all he said, now everything can go according to he's wishes.

The devils where now within his hands.

The gods where backed into a corner and where forced to join the infinity god dragon's faction if they where to stand a chance against him.

And now possibly the biggest factor to his plans had been revealed, this was perfect, simply perfect.

So disappearing into the darkness it wouldn't be to long until the main events will take place.

But as the king worked, he was unaware that his presence within the realm of Mesopotamia had changed things greatly.

*Within a dark realm.*

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh??"

Pink eyes peered through the vale of this reality covered within this black and red mud like substance, she looked upon Uruk, Gilgamesh and lastly where the taken King once stood.

This wasn't the first time she sensed this beings power, but it would appear he's grown stronger, much, much, stronger, so maybe he could assist in her freedom?

However this was really just a desperate hope to be free and see her children again, she wanted to be welcomed into there lives and she even more wanted to welcome them into her arms with a joyous smile and a heart filled with love.

But this wasn't happening, but a good mother never backs down, and she would not be the exception to this, she will get back, she will not be a beast as they all say she is.

"Ahhhhhhhhh."

Looking around this world she willed several creatures into existence but as she was about to give the order a distant voice spoke through the realms of exsitence.

Mother of the gods.

Tiamat looked around trying to find this voice.

I know of your imprisonment. And I feel that a partnership is in order.

Tiamat looked "towards" the voice with a confused expression.

It is simple, I require your assistance. You see a war is going to be starting between I and another, if I don't win this war this universe and all others will cease to exist as such all your children shall die as well, now is this something you wish to have happen?

Tiamat looked upon eyes widened at this beings words, no she didn't want her children to die! But.... What was all this it was speaking about? She just didn't understand.

But she couldn't dwell upon this, she looked towards the voice and shook her head in agreement, she didn't want her kids to die and if that means helping this thing to save them then so be it.

I am glad we could see eye to eye, now be still, I will turn you into an avatar of life itself, the powers of the light shall be at your command, Mother of the Gods. And all I ask in return is simple....

Before another angelic tone could come from her, she was slammed with a wave of blinding bright light, her eyes widened as she roared in pain, her body was taking on such a change it hurt so much! Her brain was burning! Her memory's! T-t-they where fading!

Falling to her knees she grabbed her head as a pulsing pain ripped through before she fell.

Her massive form hit the ground causing a tsunami of the mud to wash over another part of this higher dimensional realm.

But when her eyes opened they where no longer pink, they where a bright golden, raising from the ground she looked at her own hands.

Who was she?

What was this place?

"I.... Don't understand?"

Her voice was different, no longer in a form which none could understand she spoke the same language as everyone else, except her voice was as you would expect from her, sweet, gentle, sincere and innocent, she sounded like she couldn't hurt a fly.

"Who am I?"

You are Tiamat, but you are no longer the Primordial mother, you are the embodiment of light, giving and justice, you are the first of my Guardians and as such I give a single order my servant.

"What is it?"

Kill the Taken King, Oryx, his presence is a stain on the universe itself. A stain that you shall be rid off.

"I... I don't understand who is Oryx? And why would he be so... Bad? Isn't there a reason for this?"

She looked upon the light, it sounded familiar but she couldn't quote put her finger on it.

But her words did have some value, it was true Oryx fought for the reconstruction of this world into how they once where, where the stail logic of the sword ruled over all, but this wasn't a goal that the gardener would aline with, as such this was a problem needed to be dealt with.

Do not worry, Oryx requires no sympathy, he is a dark and evil creature that fights for the end of everything, but his power is far greater then you can imagine, so watch it when engaging in combat with him, because on misstep will result in your death.

The once proud mother was now more scared and confused then ever, her golden eyes where shaking, what the hell was happening to her!!!

But do not fear, once he is dealt with this world will become something much greater, with you at the tip of the spearhead alongside another, but his identity will stay secret as of now, you however need to collect yourself, the light is relying upon you to show down the Taken King. Do you understand.

"I-.... I-....."

Do you understand good Guardian?

Part of her mind was trying to say no, but s much larger part was going along with it, this beings seemed to be a beacon of ease for her confused and scared mind.

"Y-yes.... I-i'll try"

She was shy and timit, because she was basically a newborn, a new light, and she was being tasked with killing someone.

That's all I can wish for, good Light.

The Gardener faded and Tiamat looked around, her newfound powers allowing her to easily Pierre through the fabric of the universe and look passed all the barriers that the supernatural tried to put up.

"What is this place?"

The sky was purple and she was within some forest, walking around she saw a massive blue dragon looking down at her, well more like seeing her realm walking body.

"M-mother!!!"

"Huh?"

The two beings looked upon once another, the dragon however had it's eyes widened with pain as she said those words.

"Mother you... You know who I am right?"

"....... How do we know each other? Because I... I don't remember you."

"...... Mother."

"But you seem familiar, almost like I knew you from somewhere."

"That's because it's me, Tiamat! Your last daughter! You made me in order to find a way to free you!"

"Free me? I... Agghhhhhhh... Agghhhhhhh!!"

Holding her head a flash appeared within her mind, a small baby blue dragon stared up at her with eyes of wonder as the person who's she assumed was herself shed a tear as she smol dragon nuzzled against the older and taller woman's before leaning to much into her that it caused her to fall into her arms and onto her back, but she was being held by the woman who looked down at the closed Eye'd and purring baby dragon as she patted her head.

Tiamat in the present felt her hold on this reality walking power of her stop as she was back in this dark realm.

And the dragon looked down at the ground where her now brainwashed mother once stood.

"Mother....."

The dragon looked around, she knew she wouldn't be able to free her by herself, for this she would need help... Help from someone powerful, someone who could best and reverse that had happened to her mother.

Until she found this individual she would need to plan.

However unaware to both daughter and mother, the sudden birth of this almighty being caught the eyes of the widower, who smirked at the Gardeners attempts to create a weapon to fight Oryx.

But oh well, with both of them with daggers to one others throats it would be best to just play this safe, unless they wish for another battle between them to take place which would just undermined there work.

But this doesn't mean he couldn't send a message to the taken King through a taken.... Of course not, like he would do such a thin-.

He did, let's not kid ourselves, this was simply to perfect, Oryx had been searching for a queen and there was the perfect opportunity to get one.

Now however it was just waiting for that step of the plan to fully come forth, after all it's best not to reveal a good hand, not to soon at least.

It was just how things where, given the current moment in time. but it wouldn't be too long now before they could emerge from the shadows and take the fight directly to the light.

However there was a tiny bit of a concern the widower was facing now.

And that was this.

Where the hell was that reanimated lifebringer at?

There you have it ladies and gentlemen this newest chapter is done I hope you guys enjoyed.

Now there was a lot that happened in this chapter with the introduction of Mesopotamia, best Golden boy, Ishtar and Of course what happened to our beloved mother.

But before we dwell on this topic I want to make some things clear real quick, the overall powers of Oryx's servants and what they are.

First things first we should talk about the first and most loyal of them all, Artoria, how as stated she is becoming like Xivu Arath, how this is you will learn in the future but just now this Xivu Arath is the god of war, Death and all that jazz, as such she is an unstoppable monster of such overwhelming power that her casually drawling her sword was enough to shatter a moon larger then earth. And sense Xivu Arath never uses magic just purely raw strength it could be assumed that she is has immunity to magic or a very, very high defense to it (I mean she scraped with Savathun almost every other day for god sake). So Artoria gaining her powers and abilities on top of her being her Altered variant plus also having a large part of the power of the lion king, she is easily a Multiversal+ level individual who will easily rise into the realm of 1-c and far more, because remember they also get strength from Oryx's darkness sense the pieces are intrinsically linked to him, the longer he lives the more they will grow just like a shadow without light to stop it.

Then there's Izanami, at this point Just like Artoria Izanami is attenuated as a concept of death itself. And go figure for a primordial goddess her power is extraordinarily high and it's only been amplified by her learning the death song, a song preformed by death singers to instantly kill anyone who hears the song, and again because of her divine heritage this doing could rival beings such as Ir Anûk and Ir Halak, and keep in mind the daughters if oryx could kill the guardians with relative ease with this song, and this is impressive because the Guardians at this point where a relative threat to Oryx himself, a being who even while weaken was so powerful he was beyond our comprehension.

Ravel, Although she is a Devil she is a prodigy and also apart of the Phoenix clan, there experts with fire and also because of her dives into hive magic, training with Artoria and Izanami and her learning the more finer parts of the sword logic her overall strength had improved tremendously, and the addition of her own throne world only served to drive the nail home that she had become stupidly powerful. And also because of the hive pieces which honestly are the main reason for her becoming this Ascendant being so quickly.

Atalante and Gorgon are in the same boat, they joined around the same time but unlike Atalante who took a more wizard approach to her growth, Gorgon looked more towards the Others way sense in a way she views herself more akin to them sense there both "monsters" as such her sword logic is more along the lines of a serpent, killing and devouring her prey and as she does takes there powers and Abilities as is stated by the sword logic, and Atalante well she is more along the lines of a wizard, just like Izanami she fights from a far and used her projectiles to end worlds, along with this she also has the death song but it's not as strong as Izanami's because again Izanami is just far more powerful and more atune to the essence and power of death.

And lastly the two main males, Lucifer and Acnologia. Just like Atalante and Gorgon they two are mirror opposite.

Lucifer is more along the lines of a Knight, he is a powerful figure but he also isn't like Artoria who's going to be getting in your face and cut you down, no his style and powers more aliens with the war priest, a hive I will remind you that burned over five-hundred and eighty-five worlds and that was before the main events to place, ya, the man was stupidly powerful, and it's not that far off to say Lucifer and he would share similar tactics sense both are cunning minds. And as for Acnologia well he's just like Crota, Oryx's dead son, reason for this is there both monsters of physical strength that don't use fancy tactics or flashy magic, just raw power to beat there enemy's to submission before killing them. As such his logic more aliens itself with Artoria's, to use ones blade to connect life to death, to bind there powers to your by slaying them with your hands or blade.

So all of Oryx's servants or along some form of the concept of the sword logic, Artoria war, Acnologia brutality, Gorgon Devoured, Ravel Cunning and strategy, and so on and so forth.

So with this done, let's talk about our fav mother who's just been Lured and ensnared by the Gardener, and well let's just say the battle between king and queen will begin and it will be destructive as any another battle between beings of this power.

Also, Mordred and Merlin are inching closer and closer towards the truth and I wonder that there reactions shall be when they learn the truth.....

Hehehehe oh why am I acting like I don't know, because I'm the being that writes this of course I know.

Now with all this I hopped you all enjoyed this chapter sorry if it may be shorter then you expected but I will catch you all within the next chapter.

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DIO OUT!!!!!!!!!