Worlds burns.

Lives are taken.

The logic of the sword dictates only slaughter, taking, proving one's strength against the cruelty and totality of the universe.

She was no exception each time her arrows fired a life was taken, each time that arrow flew a new orphan was made.

Corpse after corpse left in her wake, She continued on an endless bloody path.

Goodness was ripped away from her, Her heart shattered, stitched back together by this bloody battle.

Taken roared and killed as they where designed for, And after one last draw of the bow it was over the final warrior dropped and their capital was now undefended.

Leading the army She crushed the ones in her way, ripping them to pieces, burning their homes, And yet for some reason she felt nothing.

She fights now for a different reason.

She wants fought for children, Now that is gone.

She wishes to create a utopia, a realm within her own realm, where there She can create what she wanted.

Happiness.

She could teach her own children what it means to be strong, And until this goal was done it does not matter how many people stand in her way she will kill and kill and kill until the final body drops and she can fulfill her wish.

"Mama" a small warrior clouded in bone like armor looked up at her.

"What is it?" Asked the huntress.

"Are you proud of us!" Her face was covered in blood, It dripped from her bow indicating she used it to crush in someone's skull.

Beside her several others but much older looked at her, these were the servants that followed her, her old hunters that worked beside her. Her old fellow comrades who were devastated at the lost of their goddess, they decided to follow her, to find salvation in the hands of the taken King.

To fine strength were they could not find it themselves.

"Yes young one I am proud of you." Looking at her and then looking at the burning lands around her The twisted Archer could not stop a sinister smile from surprising across her face, her hair casting a shadow over her eyes, At this point the old huntress was gone, She was broken and from broken fragments a more twisted amalgamation Rose.

Like her blade using comrade, hatred and anger guided her weapon, vengeance was her song, the thum, the sound every time her bow fired.

"Let us return, our mission is completed and we have gathered much today."

The Hunter's nodded, using their dark trinkets to open gateways through creation, they let into Atalante's Throne World, a world of the hunt.

Looking down at the river which now ran past her leg, she wondered how long has it been? They day seemed so resent and yet years have grown past her.

"Atalante."

"Gorgon."

Both comrades and arms looked upon one another they're shining green eyes staring into one another's.

"I take it you're hunt paid off?"

"Yes it did, And how was your breakfast?"

"Delicious as always."

"Good, then I guess it is time to report to Artoria."

"Yes, I think it's time."

The two of them left, As this made the 12th world destroyed, by there hands, all the others were being ravaged by the taken, an unstoppable army.

With such overwhelming force the sad primitive worlds that were these weak species homes were easily slaughtered, and the power of that was distributed out to the servants and their king made their already overwhelming power grow.

Such was the power of the Sword logic, to allow those who stand upon a higher precipice to lay claim to those that are below them. All their powers and abilities, belonged to the servants and some power from Oryx had also been dispersed to them thanks to the pieces.

Question was after all of this unending slaughter the servants have been committing, All the magic and techniques, all the control over truth and concepts they got One question still remained within the Archer's mind.

If the higher you are on this hierarchy dictates the amount of power you can claim from those below you, then how much power was within the hold of Artoria herself?

She stands on a level none may challenge her except for the taken King, No servant could survive more than a few seconds against her, in less than a plank second If she were to call upon her most destructive weapon her oversoul.

Yes the almighty Trump card of the altered King, a weapon of such destructive power it completely destroys the very truth of a beings/things existence, and such petty concepts like time and reality, causality and all that meant little before such an overwhelming strike of power. Backed up by Artorias own sword logic, her own will, Darkness and power, It was a safe bet that any being not of her level would be obliterated in a microsecond.

And how would she know this? Simple, 3 years ago She had the Honor of being allowed to see the destructive power this thing could unleash, They fought against an alien race named the constructs, a race of entities who could control the fourth and 5th dimension, however that served them no use.

Artoria with a single blast from her oversoul completely annihilated the truth of their logic, She pierced the several layers of higher dimensional space that stacked on top of each other before striking their planet with a force great enough to completely obliterate it, The fragmentation of the planets was so violent it was like watching a star explode before their very eyes, a massive portion of their army was destroyed that very day, and it was the knight who led the charge in the rest of their slaughter.

{I mean that shouldn't be too much of a surprise for you guys, Remember Crota, The guy who was able to slaughter thousands of Guardians, fate bending beings Who warped the very fate of the universe itself. Literally defying the fate and the truth of existence itself, and bending all of causality into their favor, Well his oversoul was able to go nope and just delete you along with your entire fire team Who at this point are basically ascendant, and At this point she's much stronger than him being near the level of an actual hive god (not Oryx level, He's more like an ascendant Hive God) But should realistically be around the same level as Savathun and Xivu Arath, so take it as you will.}

It was upon this day Atalante grew to fear Artoria, and army consisting over 3 billion entities challenged her and in 2 hours That number was reduced to zero.

It was truly frightening, But it was also a showcase of what they could become and it showed that her dream wasn't some far-fetched or ridiculous idea, such a thing could happen All she needed to do to accomplish this with simple.

She needed to become powerful enough to bend the very laws of the truth itself, to shatter the axions of the universe and forward her own truth within it to do something like this She would need to claim a higher placement in this universe.

She could not claim Oryx's placement, She was not that stupid enough to aim for his throne but she could aim for another's.

She could aim for the throne of someone who she could possibly grow to rival.

Artoria herself.

She would aim for her throne.

It would take time, But she was sure that given enough time she could rise to meet the altered King eye to eye, and when she could do this, and when she could drive an arrow through her heart and claim that placement above her. She was sure that she could finally fulfill her dream.

Now all that was required was reaching that pinnacle, So it looks like more slaughtering will have to continue until she's able to do it.

'Artoria, You are as breathtaking as you are frustrating, but in the completion of my dream I guess you will have to serve as my target until then, But I hold no resentment towards you It is just the society we are within They constantly challenge one another isn't it.'

Looking up she sighed.

"I wonder, are you looking at me my children? Are you sickened at what I have become? If you are then good, I need no pity, even if you where once considered my children. I had to move on. The past is a means of moving forward, but dwelling too much on it can stunt one's growth. And I could not become stunted, I must push forward with just much conviction as my king and his Knight. I will not fall behind, not again, not ever."

Disappearing into green and black particles she arrived upon her throne world, today marked another chapter in her rise to becoming a demonic figure, famed by the dark, shunned by the light, As if she could care though.

Lights dark it doesn't matter, what matters to her was which could give her dream life the fastest, and now she knew, Darkness ask for little and gives loads, while light takes so much and give so little.

This was just her path, once a loving and caring huntress, Now reduced to this, It's funny how some of the goodest people get treated the absolute worse because of the cruelty of the universe.

That's just how it is now and forever, until the end of time.

*Within the human world.*

Within the country of Japan in a far off Academy named Kuoh Academy.

Here we can see a beautiful older red haired girl looking upon the student body from a open window.

Rias Gremory, Aunt to Akuma gremory and sister to Sirzechs Lucifer, she and her good friend Sona where the rulers of this territory.

And within the same room as her a woman, bearing ebony black hair she looked upon her, her hair rested like gentle locks of silk in the gentle breeze that flowed passed each other.

This was Akeno, now all grown up just like Rias.

"Hey Rias."

"Yes Akeno?"

"We have two special visitors arriving today."

"Hmm who?"

"I don't know I was just sent a message through a familiar, it would appear that they want a meeting with you and the rest of us, for what I have no idea."

"Hmm, thank you for informing me Akeno."

"No problem Rias."

The two smiled before Rias sighed and stood up.

"Going somewhere?"

"Yes I need to speak with Akuma."

The name cause Akeno to freeze, was Akuma really here!?

"Wait he's here?" She asked with hase, Akuma was well quite the big deal sense his recent boost in popularity after defeating Sairaorg Bael, the "strongest devil" with just one attack.

Even with him equiped with Regulus Nemea Akuma dodged his attack before activating his Eyes of annihilation and it was all over in a blink of an eye.

Sairaorg was blasted with a wave of invisible power that none could see nor sense, struck with a blow that targeted all his vital organs along with dealing significant heavy damage to him the devil was rendered unconscious as fast as the battle began, which just proked him to get stronger, he would train to be able to withstand the almighty eyes of annihilation that he wielded.

However getting back on topic the crimson haired devil stood up and walked away, but not before looking upon two boys.

One had brown hair and the standard male uniform on.

But the other an an aura of mystery around him, he was slightly smaller then the brown haired boy but he too looked up at her when he felt her watching.

'Hmm, the black haired boy noticed me instantly. while the other....'

"Akeno who are those two?"

"Oh taking an interest in them?"

She turned and looked at them, "Perhaps".

"Well the brown haired on is Issei Hyoudou, he's a good young man that is hard working but alittle perverted. And the other is Andrew Hyoudou, he's Issei's younger brother, he's good with sports and along with Sona and the Student council."

"Hmm."

The girl looked towards her as she narrowed her eyes. "And what of those fallen angels?"

"We located them outside of the town, there within the abandoned church though so until we have reason it would be best to stay off the land which is owned by heaven."

"Well they will try something, they always do. I'm the meanwhile I'm off to my training. My niece will murder me if I didn't continue, after all Thanks to recent events I had to skip two days I need to make up for lost time. And I'm not going to spit in this opportunity, after all a king has to stand on their own, I can't rely upon you guys forever."

"Ok Rias."

The heir nod her head as she walked away, Akeno however looked at her hands and remembered the world's Akuma said to her, "accept your self" was the overall message he was giving her and doing such allowed for her to get much more powerful.

They both trained for 6 years straight, both growing very powerful thanks to the teaching of Akuma It's really all because of him that they have become what they are now.

But now Akeno just sighed, things where going to be interesting. Sense Rias was in search of a pawn so maybe one of those two could be the pawn she was looking for.

But hearing the bell the girl decided to head off to her class and wait until her leader came up with a decision for current events.

*Meanwhile with Rias.*

Now back within her club room the red-haired heir was overlooking some paperwork for the renovations for the occult research club but as she did this a magical circle appeared before her and from it her niece came through.

The most feared young devil to have ever lived, the demon devil, The Evil eyed "God". Akuma.

"Hello Rias."

"Hey Akuma I'm glad you could drop by."

"Yes now what is all this about?"

"Well I simply wanted to thank you."

Akuma aka oryx looked at her with narrowed eyes, was this simply all she was doing? Thanking him? He only did this to buy himself a decent alibi That way he can keep his true identity a bit more on the hush hush side before it's time to reveal himself. Doing this was simply a nuisance to the king but he had to play the part, as Savathun says "trickery is only trickery when their minds are filled with another view on you."

So taking a breath he looked upon her and "sighed".

"There is no need to thank me."

"Sure there is, You got me off my butt and actually got me motivated to getting stronger Your words you said to me all those years ago still go strong in my head even to this day. I thank you for changing my life and I'm kind of embarrassed that someone younger than me who is also in my family had to nail that into my head but I'm glad it was you. Sure you were born with natural talent but you didn't let that go to your head like I did You still trained You got yourself stronger and that's a realm of power I would never be able to reach but being as I am now. It's still better than what I once was so thank you Akuma Thanks for helping out your aunt become the woman she is today."

Rias gave a genuine smile one which she shared with the young devil because as of now he was basically like a powerful figure to her, A reminder that even if you have natural talent a talent that is honed and trained is better than one which is dull and not trained, and it's what's going to allow her to win this and be free from Riser and she would do this with her own hands.

Just as a king should.

Sure she would have her Preerage But she will not be overly reliant upon them, instead they will become more reliant upon her, They will look up to her as a caring person and as a figure of encouragement just as Akuma had been for her all those years ago.

"So thank you, once again you've shown me something which I was too blind to see back when I was younger and if you don't mind I have a selfish request I would like to ask you."

"What is it?" Oryx looked upon his "Aunt" and "wondered" what she desired. Because he got practically already guess what she wanted.

"Could we have another sparring match? Just like back then but I want to show you how much I have improved."

Oryx paused, he looked upon her and wondered if she was worth his time, in the grand scheme of things she wouldn't be but as of now he has to play the part of the 'good benevolent" devil, until he can get the pieces in motion. So why not This would only be a few seconds of his day at most.

"Sure let us see how much you have grown, Rias."

The crimson and blue eyed girl smiled. "Let's go then."

Oryx nod his head as he and her went out behind the club as there was a massive opening.

"You set this up didn't you, This was your ending goal all along wasn't it."

Rias smiled, of course he caught on so quickly. "Yup, sure was. So you ready?"

Akuma nod as he flicked his wrist causing a powerful barrier to form around them, this would isolate themselves in the outside world allowing her to go all out.

She got within her combat stands as she didn't flare her power in a means to intimidate him, instead She channeled the power of destruction throughout her body allowing herself to move and react at more hypersonic speeds, this would be useful when Akuma decided to test her reaction Time by forming a sphere of Annihilation, and hurling it at her This specific technique refined the use of the power of destruction condensing it down into a sphere-like shape that traveled at crazy fast speed, however he was severely holding back to make sure he didn't insta kill her but Rias would show her skills when she used her Power of Destruction and focused it into her legs creating a reactive force she used it to launch herself out of the sphere's way and then counter attacked.

Generating the magical circle before her She fired a steady stream of the power of destruction that rocked the surrounding area, this blast was strong enough to cause the ground to start to split, But she wasn't putting too much magical energy to this since she knew what was coming next and using her now more tactical mind she quickly stopped before using the same technique she did to evade the sphere to get some distance away from the now incoming attack.

She would be proven correct when a massive beam of Crimson energy came flying at her, She dodged thankfully, But the ensuing attack was enough to nearly blast the entire forest away that was trapped within the barrier.

'every time I see it I'm still surprised, he's still holding back by a lot. He hasn't even activated his eyes and he's still able to keep me so far back If my current level I would be about high ultimate class and yet that's still nothing compared to him go figure for someone who can take on brother Sirzechs at full power an defeat him.'

Oryx watched as Rias quickly generated several spheres which resembled the spheres of annihilation and hurled them at him at their current speed they would easily be able to overwhelm most high class devils however for someone who was at his level. He could disappear from existence go make a cup of tea, eat an entire pack of noodles Well also catching up on several episodes of a long running comedy before they had any chance of even making a fraction of the way towards him.

In other words they were as slow as hell, and Oryx just Sighed.

'she's improved but she's nowhere near the level of anything I would call impressive. But I guess it's time that I put an end to this.'

In the blink of an eye all the heir saw was a flash of Crimson before everything went black.

Oryx had activated the eyes of annihilation and used such an incomprehensible low percentage of their true power to render her unconscious. Now seeing her knocked out and laying upon the ground he dismissed the barrier only to hear a voice behind him.

"Your eyes are just as terrifying as they always will be, huh Akuma."

Looking over his shoulder he saw Sona standing there with her eyes staring straight into his.

"Sona, What do you desire from reaching out to me?"

"Nothing, but it is good to see you and I can see that Rias And you had a spar, But if I had to guess it was more of a one-sided stomp than anything."

"You would be correct on that assumption."

"I see, well It's good that she knows that there's someone out there who can still best her it will motivate her to always get stronger."

"Yes motivation is the key to unlocking one's desire for power, without that motivation One can never seek to claim the power to help them keep their placement within this world... Or the universe for that matter."

"I see, well I shall take Road back, I'm sure you have business to do in the underworld."

Akuma nod his head, As of recent years He's been promoted to a position of a pseudo Satan, not to mention things to his fearsome reputation His level of influence might as well be that of an actual Satan at this point So his presence there was required even if his father doesn't like it.

But Oryx would have more important matters to attend to, So walking away he opened a tear in reality as he went back to his throne world where there he stood before Artoria who bowed before his true form.

"Rise your head."

She did as commanded looking upon the king she served she would have wait his commands.

"Tell me, how is yours and the others training coming along?"

"Rather well in fact, Acnologia and Lucifer are both nearing the point of being able to construct their own throne worlds, but besides that a rivalry between Atalante and Ravel has seemed to appear. But currently Ravel has killed Atalante several more times than she has killed her, but because of this The two of them have become more in tune with the sword logic and continue to grow more powerful and evolve further through each death that they gain."

"And what of you?"

"I have been the one who has died the less my lord, I have only been slain by your hands No one else has been able to challenge my position."

"Good, You have proven yourself once again but now I will speak on a different matter. Your Ascension into the realms of a hive god, it's underway but you require more power to complete it, but as of now there are pressing matters to attend to as a result I have three assignment for you to complete that shall assist in your evolution."

"What is it my lord? Whether it be enemies of the light or even the darkest beings in this universe I will hunt them down and slaughter them all the same."

"I know, which is why I'm giving you theses assignments, I have caught wind of a powerful entity wishing to seek my end, he is known as the god of the Dragon race. Bahamut is his name. Currently he is ordering his forces to try and stop my taken from conquering and consuming worlds and universes, and just like the mother God he is but a pawn in the lights plans, tricked and brainwashed, so one of your assignments will dictate that you kill him."

Artoria for the first time in years froze, Bahamut her target was Bahamut The Dragon God of order war destruction knowledge and all that... The strongest celestial being, an entity of power so great he is able to rival the strength of any God or beast, even able to go against the very being who brought in life itself Tiamat, the primordial mother.

But if her king wishes for his death then she would have to comply She will hunt him and she will kill him.

"I understand my king If you wish for his death I will-"

"Stop, because as you stand now, You will not be able to last long against him. He is an entity who is capable of shaking all of creation with just a roar. And is a being Who is able to tip the balance of power throughout the multiverse, as a result before you take this final trial you will seek audience with the deep. This will be your first, upon completion of this you will move on to your second trial, The complete eradication of the Dragon race under his command. All of them will be exterminated, And then when you have amassed enough power only then will you be able to take on your third trial."

"I see, And I would assume that you are going to be preparing to fight the Mother God?"

"Yes, She has not awakened as of right now but I can feel her influence on creation The light has gained heavy placement within this universe thanks to her manifestation in this reality. Worst of all thanks to her being the head source of the divine entities that exist within this reality, The lights laws and whispers are starting to spread between the realms, But currently she is residing within a realm of light being protected by the gardener until it's fully able to make her an obedient puppet. But eventually she will come through and when this happens I will confront her myself but as of now I have to confront with the spreading influence of the light so I leave the extermination of the dragons in your hands."

This was going to be the hardest task Oryx has done so far, Tiamat is no laughing matter before her amplification by the light her authority was stronger than any being within this reality Being one of the only people who could have given Oryx before his ascension as the widowers will a run for his money. But now thanks to her evolution into the gardener's agent She stands at an equal plain field to him. Both entities the physical wills of these boundless entities known as the widower and the gardener, and currently they are both vying for control over existence. Their authorities clashing with each other creating ripples in time and space, It wouldn't be too long now before they meet in person we're there these two beings of near true infinite power will battle one another.

This was why Oryx couldn't directly fight Bahunat as of now, he was fighting a much larger battle, If he lets Tiamat's presence spread unchecked than the ground of the darkness had gained would be eradicated.

Artoria knew about this as his second in command and the grand general of his armies She was informed on many things as a result She was willing to take this without second thoughts Her king had much more pressing matters to deal with She could deal with the winging lizard he can deal with this massively amped mother of life.

Standing up she had her mission, but she didn't know how to call upon the deep like her master did looking to him oryx knew what she was thinking and answered accordingly by summoning the tablets which hung around his waist to his hand before handing it to her.

"The tablet of ruin, I forged this long ago by cutting out the secret from Akka the worm god of secrets, It holds the power to communicate to the deep, go seek audience with it, for it is awaiting for your arrival."

Artoria nod her head, quickly standing up and entering her own throne world She looked around trying to find the "right spot" but the deep would answer, the tablet began to glow on its own and some kind of ethereal green light began to flicker in the darkness, seeing this She followed it as she walked further and further into the realm of her own design. As there far out nothing stood, But she couldn't waiver so taking a deep breath She took her first step into the purest darkness,  as her body began to fall She thought she would fall into the dark and be swallowed by it. But the tablet of ruined had other plans, manifesting physical ground for her to walk upon, Artoria was able to stand, there in the darkest realm where even shadows dared not tread She was standing within primal darkness. So taking the initiative she matched forth and as a result for her faith she was able to come before a being who was made from the purest shadows in all of existence, a force of power so grand it Eclipse even other horrific abominations that existed throughout the darkness. This entity glistened with the essence a beauty it rivaled her own king.

"Are you...." Her breath was taken away as she looked upon this entity, And as it slowly turned around she could notice a thin smile appearing upon what appeared to be it's so-called "lips"

Yes child I am... The Widower.

*Meanwhile with Oryx.*

Sensing Artoria's departure into the deep The Taken King stood tall, This would be the perfect opportunity for her to become what she was always destined to be when she became entangled within the king's grasp.

She had a mastered her fate, become what many would assume was a tyrant but in his eyes was the perfect candidate for the sword logic, and as a result she shall be granted The secrets of the deep just as he and his sisters had all those years ago.

Oh yes the taken King remembered it all, he remembered when he first communicated with the darkness, and spoke to that voice in the shadows. (That he learned to be the Witness, the agent of the Widower back in his original universe). And through the communication with the entity he was able to learn the secret to take, a power strong enough to vanquish all things below him, to take existence and reshape life itself into what he desired it to be, rebirthing it as this ultimate perfect thing when all that was before him was imperfection.

If things go as planned Artoria herself shall be able to learn this power, the power to bend life itself to her will and if this happens then this will be even more beneficial than anything he could have possibly imagined.

Having two entities being able to use the power to take would be a massive blow against the light, The power to even kill beings that are a true immortal, To be able to create armies out of the weak fools Who tried to stand before them to turn friend against friend while amassing their army It would truly be a fitting power for his grand general.

But as he stood amongst the darkness of this realm he began to send a lingering wave of thoughts within the realms of the mortal existence, this would not be a concern for him but What made it so was the overwhelming amount of light he could sense within this "projection", so he seized this opportunity. He connected himself to this and found himself within a dense black void, but on the other side stood a woman within a space of blinding light, this woman who's beauty could dim the stars and who's eyes looked lifeless.

"You responded." Her voice was dead, The weight of the light must have been a heavy burden on her mind, rendering her into this lifeless thing. It was actually quite hilarious actually, The being which brought life into existence was now as lifeless as the void before she first gave life.

"I sensed your thoughts, Tell me what do you wish to accomplish reaching out to me lightbringer?"

Oryx clenched the handle of Willbreaker, even if they were just projections of each other he could always use the widower's authority to strike her right here and now but seeing as though she was also channeling the lights authority he refrained from striking not knowing what would happen if both authorities clashed.

"Tell me... Are we evil?"

*Back with Artoria.*

The knight didn't know how to react standing before the boundless entity that was the Widower, The very same entity responsible for the creation of her king, his siblings, the witness, the disciples, everything born of the darkness, It was responsible for the creation of a logic so powerful it dominated every passed incarnation of the flower game. Nothing could stand before it and even now she could feel it suffocating aura barrel down upon her.

Child, breathe easily know that I am a friend and not your enemy.

Knowing it's words where true in a general sense the altered King calmed her nerves, She looked the being in the face as she spoke.

"So your... The Widower the entity responsible for darkness itself... Your responsible for the creation of my king, The sword logic and the truth behind the universe itself..."

Yes, You're indeed correct I am responsible for the simplicity of the universe, It is through my will that's your king and many of the other dominant beings within the previous universe and the infinite other universe's that came before it existed. I am the truth behind existence, and now You are here because our audience has long been overdued.

"I guess you are correct, then what do you ask of me?"

I do not ask for anything, But just like your master I will grant you a reward, You're devotion your will and your growth have earned you a reward.

"What kind of reward?"

The widower did not speak instead raising its hand It wielded Excalibur Morgan within its hands, The sudden speed at which it was able to steal her blade frightened Artoria, But looking upon it its eyes scanned over the blade itself.

Your sword Is a divine construct, once the pinnacle of a holy weapon now bladed truly befitting the notion of a blade. A weapon which is the physical actualization of our ideals, and is now the symbol of your Sword logic, but originally it was forged by the planet as the crystallization of the wishes of mankind, that where stored and tempered within the planet. But as it stands now the blade itself is changing, But something is keeping it's change from happening. And do you know what is keeping it stuck like this?

Artoria herself looked at it then her own hands, If this was the case and the sword was truly trying to change What could be stopping it?

Her mind went through idea after idea's, until one stuck out the most.

'... Wait!? Is she!?'

Looking at it once again her darkened eyes scanned the source of its origin and herself, The blade was directly connected to there essence at this point, meaning no matter how much she evolved and how much Excalibur would react to her evolution so long as her other half is within the blade or connected to her in some way, She herself can also have an effect on the sword even if it's through a subconscious means of trying to keep themselves, as they where and not some monster as she said.

The widower saw her expression, an angered expression at what she considered to be a weakness her one and only weakness seeing how she was able to pass this little test of its. The widower would now perform a miracle, Same as it did with Oryx.

Now you see, So long as you possess that side of yourself You can never truly become your perfect self. It is a weakness and weakness will not be tolerated to ascend to higher heights One must be able to rip out their own weaknesses yours is no exception. You stand at being able to become something more, your noble phantasm can become something which could rival Willbreaker, But it needs to have its room to grow without that other side of yours influence. Which is why you must break free and to do so You must cut out your own weakness and destroy it.

*Back with Oryx.*

"Are we evil? What makes you assume that's such a one-sided narrative can be associated to one of us? Good and evil are simple terms which lower beings give to describe what a creature is, The associate good with what benefits them, and evil with what goes against them, or there laws, so we are neither good nor evil we are just, It is only through our logic that we differ. And that is the biggest point between us."

"I see... Then is all this fighting really needed?"

"Yes, It is so long as life exists beings must be able to challenge that life in order for them to live themselves, It is the natural order of things."

"And yet are we the "natural order" by the looks of us how can we be described with anything but "Evil" we exist to merely fight each other... Battling for a side to see who's logic wins out in the end, when we look at each other like that what is the difference? What is the meaning behind our battles? Tell me, why do you fight? What is the reason behind it?"

"Why I fight it's simple, to become axiomatic with the concept of darkness itself."

"Axiomatic with darkness itself?"

"Yes, I wish to become darkness itself, to become the only truth with an existence filled with Lies, I have seen firsthand what the light does to a civilization. It weighs them down with unnecessary fat, trims away at their skills, dulls there blades and makes them weak to the slaughter. It is through light and by proxy the Gardener that the natural order of what could be described as the "perfect existence" died. An order where every death had merit, where it wasn't because of some form of greed, No it was only due to survival. It was a cruel hell but it was a beautiful one, And because of this I wish to see it's return."

"I see... You want a world where the strong survive and the weak die, in such a world the weak would have an easy release from life, They would not suffer much because they would be ended before they could truly suffer. But if they became stronger than they could challenge their universe and their placement allowing them to become bigger and stronger. And in the end the ones that are fitted to live will rull and the ones that are weaker will die, And no lesser concepts could play a factor into it. It would be somewhat primitive but in the end unnecessary suffering would be weeded out and death would be pure and genuine, necessary when compared to a universe where it is seemingly unnecessary."

"Yes, This is what I fight for to not only ascend myself to the highest placement but also for an existence not weighted down by stupid and unnecessary laws or shapes."

"I see... But you also seem to have a hatred towards the light. Is it because of what happened to your children?"

Oryx looked upon her and down at his blade. It was due to the death of his son that he came to challenge the ones responsible for his departure, No matter how powerful of a GodKing he was he was also a being who was able to express emotions befitting that of a parent, and rage was something that boiled to his surface after feeling the death of his child.

{Also I would like to nominate best dad award to Oryx, sure he had some questionable ways of punishing his son Crota when he screwed up big time {like that time he threw him into the vex network because he let them inside his throne world.} But At the end of the day this man waged a war against millions of immortal BS powerful light soldiers, and should have won If not for the power of plot armor. And him being heavily nerfed. So ya he gets my stamp of best dad.}

And the ones that were responsible for it, he butchered, only dying because of his own anger clouding his mind and his own sword plunging through his heart thanks to the Guardian known as Katsu.

But in the waking moments of his son's death Oryx had a sense of sadness fill his heart, he was a father a proud father of what his son had become as a result when he died in the true sense he blamed himself, he had not taught his son to be strong enough and that was a mistake that he solely blames on himself. For he was the parent and his son was the offspring It is a parent's role to make sure their child is equipped for everything that will come at them in life, and Oryx failed that, but made sure to get his revenge in the end.

So yes, he did have a hatred towards the light which stemmed from his own visions of it to the hatred he felt for it being the one reason that his son the heir to his throne was now gone, along with his other offsprings, his brilliant daughters, the twin death singers.

Tiamat looked upon him, She could feel the hidden resentment towards the light not that she blames him even now a part of herself was trying to reject it to throw it away to regain some kind of semblance but she once had but it was almost impossible She could feel her own mind slipping away from her which is why she wanted to know these questions now That way even if she does disappear at least there would be one entity who would remember her for what she was and that person was standing across from her.

"I see... Your children must have been truly special."

"......." Oryx did not speak on the dead wills of his children, he would not show his loss to this puppet, instead looking upon her, Oryx would ask a simple question.

"Tell me Tiamat Is this servitude towards the gardener what you want?"

"I... I... I don't know."

"Then what do you know?"

"It hurts, All I remember was just light and then I am waking up but it feels like I'm inside another person's body, I don't want this it feels wrong and yet I can't seem to go against it. She wants to be free, it feels like she wants to find something but She can't now, so I came here to ask theses questions because I can feel herself slipping away. And in her last moments I feel as if it would be best for someone to see her true self, not me, I only speak upon her will and desires. She's so kind and gentle She just wants people to smile but now she's disappearing, asleep and drifting off beyond the realm of mortal life. And as she goes I feel myself growing numer, That voice in my head telling me to fight against you to fight against this darkness it grows stronger with every passing moment. I was created forced into another person's body and now I feel as if I never had a will of my own! I feel like an obedient slave! I don't want this and yet I can't even argue against it!"

Grabbing a hold of her own face with her hands the mother beast was fighting on the inside of this confinement and winning as it would appear, her golden eyes where flickering back to pink, but this ended when the woman's was dragged back down to the depths.

Oryx could see that she had been fully twisted at this point, and now it was too late, She was already nothing more than a slave at this point. A slave trying to break the chain that's around her neck but can't as her masters hand was too tightly gripped around her.

But she still fought, just as the Widower said, She was actively fighting back against the memory eration that the light was bringing to her. So perhaps she could be saved. But that was only a matter of if it was to late or not.

But it would appear that time was up, She was being dragged back into the gardeners clutches and as she did Oryx couldn't help but notice that the signature x pattern within her eyes started to glow a faint bit pink as she reached her hand out towards him almost as if trying to grab a hold of him.

When she was fully dragged off probably to be hit with another round of indoctrination by the gardener Oryx just stood there, It would appear that things that become more complicated in he originally went on to believe.

"Tiamat, hmmm I guess the widower was correct You shall make a fine queen piece, But that is only if you have the will to take it yourself."

*Back with Artoria.*

"To cut off my own weakness and destroy it?"

Repeating the last part of what the widower said She looked upon the father of the sword logic and wondered if that was even physically possible to destroy her other half.

Yes, That is what I said.

"But how would I do this?"

It is simple really, Because of your other half's past deeds done in your life your entire existence has been cataloged into a realm known as The Throne of heroes. So as a result getting rid of her would be like getting rid of an intrinsic part of yourself sense he is the original but there is a way to bypass this, and completely remove her out of your existence and by proxy resurrect you into a completely different entity since you would be cutting ties with your half which is connected to the throne of heroes.

"And how would I do this?"

The powers of darkness allows an individual to power to take, And it will be this power The power you shall learn because of the whispers around you that you shall be able to enact the only means of being able to completely separate yourself from her and be reborn as your own entity. Now I will have you now the process will be extraordinarily painful and using this power to this degree to completely rewrite yourself Will cause more pain than you will have experience in a thousand lifetimes.

"I am not scared of the pain! Simply teach me how to do it and I will jump through this fire and be burned by it a thousand times over if I must!"

Good, Now stand still and listen.

She did, And as she did maddening whispers began to echo all throughout the darkness their words engraving into her skull a forbidden knowledge which their universe does not want her to know, The pain she felt as this power was beginning to manifest within her was great but it was bearable and soon her hands began to ignite and unholy blue flames which burned without warmth, She lifted her hand into the air and noticed that the flames, The signature unholy flames which belong to the Taken King was now manifesting upon her very form.

Excellent, Now the first step is done and the second part begins now.

"What do I do?" Holding out her hand she could feel the darkness fully writhing upon her form, such a power was impressive, staring at the cavern of endless possibilities It was truly maddening to think that such a power could truly exist.

Now it is time to use the weapon which has been bounded to both of your soul. By using the power to take, and the weapon most alined with your spirit You can use this as a key to split yourself apart by taking her.

Artoria's eyes widened, And as Excalibur Morgan floated before her and out of the widower's hands She looked upon the blade before reaching out and grabbing a hold of the handle.

Instantly upon being within its master's hand The blade responded accordingly thick black and red Mana began to drip off of it in a swirling howl, but soon the power to take manifested as well traveling down the blade the dark green and black flames burned with unholy light igniting the possibility of freedom once again.

Now, You know what to do.

"

Yes.... I do."

Her other half screams for her to stop but she did not, taking Excalibur She plunged it through herself, as a result the essence of her other half reentered her body only for the power to take to slam upon her the unholy power grabbing a hold of her spiritual/metaphysical essence and consuming it into an unholy abomination of life she was ripped into the very caverns of darkness itself erased from existence.

But Artoria or at least the one that remained began to collapse, the separation of her other half had ripped a massive chunk out of her soul which is where the power of Oryx's knight price came into play.

The widower used the piece as a means to mend her soul together, it did this by fusing with the broken part of her own soul it, and drawled upon Xivu Arath's essence, and the powerful magical essence which came from her Pendragon blood. So with this it began to do damage control and as it did her body rived in agony! Falling to the ground her body contorted and pulsed, her unholy screamed echoed throughout the entirety of the realm as the widower watched her form change.

Her armor became that of a bone-like substance resembling that of the goddess of war and the dark armor or Oryx, her skin was cracking as the draconian blood within her veins began to pump faster and faster. The necessary life energy was being absorbed through her ascendant realm and into herself thanks to her linking Rhongomyniad to her Oversoul.

But the worst was yet to come as from her back two new additional appendages were beginning to sprout.

They began to forcefully rip through her skin and armor, her screams muffled by the fact that her face was buried in the floor at this point as she could feel new nerves connecting to her entire body which shot with fire as her draconian blood rushed into it to give these new appendages life.

And with the final stretches the wings snapped wide and she roared toward the dark sky's above.

But now it was done, The evolution had finally taken place and now resting from her back black draconic wings sprouted wide but they Also bear at a striking resemblance to that a hive knight with wings would look like.

Slowly She rised up from the ground feeling the pain which came with her body's newfound evolution but she didn't care, She was free at long last!

"Aghhhh... Theses wings of mine... There..."

A new future, Hive gods are the only hives which have wings but combined with your draconian blood it made for quite the fusion.

"Wait you... I'm... But how?" Looking at herself and her form she couldn't believe it.

Well it would be more accurate to say that You have now become a young Hive God, But your body is still getting used to its newfound evolution, I just severely sped up the process when Oryx couldn't. Well that's wrong he could have done this but with all that's going on with Tiamat It was safer to allow me to handle the process which turned out swimmingly.

"So You mean to tell me that you and my king thought all of this through?"

Yes we did, we knew that eventually you're bigger role in all this would come faster than we had originally anticipated with how bold the gardener seems to be getting. So while he focuses on the more pressing matters I decided to lend my helpful hand with your evolution, It might be breaking the rules. But with how many rules have already been broken I don't see this as much of a problem.

"I see... But where is she? Shouldn't she have been created as a taken?"

Yes she should have, how strange.

"Well it doesn't matter to me anymore at long last I'm free."

Falling onto her back her wings flared with pain but she didn't care She just began to hysterically laugh as the Widower looked down upon her as it smiled, realizing that all this was over with a simple snap of its fingers She was transported back upon her throne but then the normal reaches of her own ascendant realm and as she sat there laughing and laughing She couldn't help but now look down at her sword which had taken on another change.

The blade had to become a bit slimmer but longer in terms of a general shape, and when she activated it It flared with the very essence of the deep itself. A black and blue essence consumed the blade transforming it into and even more deadlier weapon.

"I think, It is time I give you a different name Excalibur Morgan no longer fits you, You are not tied to my sister any longer or my other half You and I are our own weapons so I shall call you, Excalibur Arath, in memory of Xivu Arath."

{Shout out to my friend Pausevlim for that name.}

And now with this completed Artoria has became a monster in the truest sense, with the power to take, the evolution into the Goddess of War and with the awakening of her draconic blood this had propelled the girl into the realm of power befitting that of a Hyperversal god.

And next off the realm of outerversal You will be on the chopping block but until then she will have to carry out her orders but now the universe will have to watch out because the evil that is this fallen Knight is much worst then they could possibly imagine.

*Meanwhile within Kuoh Academy, within the occult research club*

Within the Victorian styled club room Sirzechs, the second most powerful devil and head leader of the devil race stood across from two individuals.

"Thank you for having audience with us devil King."

"Yes it's no problem, Now if you don't mind may you identify yourself?"

"Well we are people from legend but you can simply call up Merlin the flower mage and-"

"Mordred, son of king Arthur. Now we got some questions about this so-called knight of Evil and we are hoping you can feel us in."

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

Now I know a lot of s*** happen this chapter but I'll basically condense it down for you real quick, You got to see how Atalante views things And her goals, you got to see what Tiamat has become and how her and Oryx You got to interact with each other and lastly our favorite knight of evil has finally become free of her other halfs influence and is now her own separate entity.

Now for those who are wondering how the f*** does she go from multiversal+ to hyperversal well let's break it down for you.

Xivu Arath, Savathun and Oryx have always been around the same level of power, but Oryx grew incredibly powerful after gaining the power to take becoming a multiversal plus level entity very quickly with it, So combine that with Artoria Who was already multiversal Plus and you have an entity who's now complex multiversal or around that realm or it, then there's the buff she got from Oryx's knight piece merging with her soul allowing her more access to the powers of that Oryx's piece had, because remember he created these pieces from his own essence to there's another massive buff and lastly She fully became merged with the essence of the goddess of war, a being who gets more powerful from battling, war, murder and all that so Take it however you will she's now an extraordinarily powerful entity and trust me she's going to need this for what's coming in the future.

Now as for the other characters let's just say that yes they will get power-ups like these in the future It's just that for the narrative set in for Artoria I'm doing her's first because it just makes the most sense.

Now onto Tiamat, and before you ask yes she will be saved It's kind of already hinted at but what I won't tell you is how he goes about doing it Just know that in the future there's going to be an extraordinarily big fight between the two of them light versus dark a battle to truly behold.

Now with all this being said I will catch you guys within the future updates of this story have a good day deuces.

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DIO OUT!!!!!!!