Eldritch Creature's Guide

Today it was a silent day in Goldtooth City as the atmosphere was bleak... mainly because the Golden-Horned Demon Tribe suffered high losses upon their unsuccessful invasion of the Central Area of the Human Continent. Of course, while they technically won the fight because they sent in the Gold-Tier experts with a whole bunch of peak Silver-Tiers, they were able to turn the tables, and the losses among the demonkin were high.

Surprisingly, it was something that was noticed by a few Legendary Level Demons who were observing the entire 8th Floor, and Samiel got information from some little birds that some Elders in the Golden-Horned Demon Tribe are deeply dissatisfied with the 5th Prince.

Not only because he cost them manpower for nothing, but he also indirectly created a dispute with the Star Demons and Moon Demons, which was not good. The lineages of the Grand Duke Vassago and Grand Duke Agares were not something to be trifled with, even to the lineage of the Grand Emperor Bael. Samiel knew that both Transcendental Daemons were extremely powerful and from what he knew through his Patron God, they were only a tad weaker than Bael, though if they joined hands, they had a solid chance at defeating the 1st Pillar.

While the Demon Tribes and Demon Species who were creating the Demon Council didn\'t like each other too much, but they had certain rules that all of them adhered to, and the first and most sacred of all of them was the one that the 5th Prince of the Golden-Horned Demon Tribe breached.

It was the law of unity against the foreign enemy.

Fundemantely speaking in front of the common enemy, which for the demons as collective species were the humans, the 5th Prince should have according to the traditions and orders, adhere to the order and work together with the other demon species against the common enemy of humans, not creating fights between each other.

"So, what else did you hear?"

Yvraine asked as they were sitting on the higher floor in some luxurious restaurant with a beautiful view of the entire Goldtooth City that Samiel reserved exclusively for them. He wanted to have the entire floor just for them, as they were on their date.

Of course, this small feat cost Samiel tens of thousands of Credits, but seeing that Yvraien really enjoyed the dinner, it was worth of it. Normally, she wouldn\'t be this relaxed because she didn\'t really like it when they had a date and if there were other people around.

The place was lavishly decorated, and just for this dinner, the Manager of the restaurant reworked the entire higher floor, so there was only one table, some furniture, including sofas and seats, and aside from that, nothing else. It was lavishly decorated with various objects of historical value, but it still retained its elegance and charm, creating a really unique and romantic atmosphere.

She liked to keep things private, and in truth, Samiel too, and because of that, especially right now, when he was already loaded and soon the IMC would start generating tons of Credits, Gold and other precious things, it was just a drop in the sea.

"Bishop Antigonus sent me a message that the 5th Prince of the Golden-Horned Tribe would probably be sent to exile... it is highly possible that they would send him to the outskirts of the Demon Realm... and ironically though, in next few centuries, there would be the conjunction with the Angel Realm. So yeah... basically an unofficial death sentence, though what one would await? He practically almost created armed conflict between the three strongest Deamon Lineages and right now, the Star Demons and Moon Demons entered an alliance through marriage. Probably the entire Demon Council will be fractured into two blocks."

Fracturement of the Demon Council even further was something good because right now, even if they were not united, the Golden-Horned Demon Tribed, in certain situations, acted as their unofficial leader. And right now, that changed, and those leaders would rise from on to two or three, depending on the point of view.

So, yes, this was not an ideal situation for the Demonkin, and Samiel seriously doubted that majority of the Demonkin higher-ups would realize the threat and the gravity of the situation they were in... Probably not, but that was for the better.

"Demon Realm is a shitplace... not even the Tribes and Legendaries are willing to stay there for a prolonged amount of time and aside from some of the central continents of the World, the rest of it is a barren wasteland, with mighty Demonic Beasts roaming around."

Yvraine stated grimly, remembering her lessons about the important and powerful Worlds in the Cosmos. Demon Realm was a Principal World, which was a very long time ago an Ancestral Home of many of the Transcendental Daemon Lineages before they migrated to the Higher Dimensional World Abyss. While many of the demons and even Daemons considered the Demon World as a sacred place for their species, it was largely abandoned and nobody wanted to have anything to do with that place.

The reason for that?

The conditions of the Demon Realm were terrible and it was an extremely dangerous world, barren without many resources, filled with strife and war, nothing else and nothing more. The soil in the Demon Realm was mainly infertile and almost no plants or trees could grow there; there were no animals or magical beasts that could be easily killed and used as a source of food, while everything else was corrupted by demonic miasma.

Even right now, though most of the Demon Tribes and Species had some territories there, it was more like a formality. To just uphold some of their traditions that they were still controlling the Demon Realm; if not for that one aspect where they needed to stroke their egos, everyone would have abandoned that world long ago already.

The true rulers of the Demon Realms were various herds and groups of the Demonic Beasts, including those at the Transcendental Level. Aside from them, there was some significant Demon population that lived there, though they were at the level of barbarian tribes, but not much different from the Demon Tribes en masse. Though the demons living in the Demon Realm were living in really, like really poor conditions that put even some Ork Tribe to shame in the sheer scale of barbarism and uncivilizedness.

Currently, the Demon Realms served only one purpose, which was the war against the Angel Realms, which was a Principal World under the rule of the Higher Dimensional World Heaven, which was ruled by the mighty Transcendental God whose name was best left unspoken.

Demon Realms and Angels Realms were close in proximity to each other and sometimes, two or three times during one Epoch, the conjunction would happen, as the barriers of the Worlds would clash, and it was would possible to traverse between two worlds without any trouble, which typically meant enormous war between two species.

"There is a very high possibility that he will die there... but that is not my concern... overall, I am pretty satisfied with this domino effect."

A little bit of pride appeared in Samiel\'s eyes as he mused quietly, boasting a bit about his accomplishments. He was not the type of person who would be bragging about things, but this was something really worthy of achievement because with a single assassination, much was achieved, and he didn\'t need to lift a littlefinger.

"Indeed... I would never have thought that with so little, so much would be changed... I must say that my man is very capable."

Yvraine smirked at him while giving him a peck on his lips, as Samiel was happy that the woman that he loved, albeit not really sure of the feeling or what he felt, but he knew that he felt something more than just physical attraction and likeness, complimented him.

"Of course, I would."

Samiel answered jokingly, and Yvraine just nodded her head in agreement because she was happy that her chosen man was capable and powerful. Not really aware of the fact, but one of the reasons why Yvraine rejected all of her potential suitors was mainly because they were only after her beauty or status.

Neither of them was powerful enough to match her in combat or defeat her; most of them looked at her with clear and unhidden lust in their eyes, not to mention many of them wanted her only for her social status as the Crown Princess of the Nesser Dynasty and the Silvermoon Elven Race.

Meaning whoever married her would have access to the resources and power of one of the biggest and strongest factions in the material plane of the Cosmos, especially in the Tower. The Nesser Dynasty was very powerful, and many people wanted to take advantage of that.

Of course, Yvraine inherited an Inner Sight from her mother, and she was able to clearly and easily discern the intentions of people whom had some thought about her with a single look. That was one of the reasons why she never had a conflict with Samiel Zentaur because the man never had some nefarious thoughts or intentions about her.

As they were sitting on the sofa side by side, suddenly Yvriane was thinking about the times when they met on the 1st Floor. She clearly remembered how different the version of the Samiel were, not in terms of appearance or anything, despite that one had changed a bit too, but in terms of body language and psychical state.

From the moment they met, she knew that she was not the best traveling companion and in truth, she was very well aware that she was a cold, arrogant bitch. As she was thinking about her behavior in the past, she didn\'t even realize that slowly, tears started falling from her eyes because, in the end, she regretted it, and regretted it very deeply.

Samiel noticed that she was crying as he hugged her close to him, leaving her head over his chest, not saying anything. While he was not an expert in human behavior and relationships in general, he suspected why she was crying because in moments like these, he was too thinking about the moments when they met.

He knew that Yvraine was too, and she probably was sad that she didn\'t treat him well from the start, but that was not something he cared about. He just hugged her close to him, patting her head, as her long blonde hair flowed down.

"You know, I am really happy... for a very long time in my life, the only thing that I left was emptiness and right now, the only thing I feel is warmness in the endless cold Void of my heart."

He chuckled as he stated that, attempting to end it with a joke, but as an Eldritch Creature, it wouldn\'t be wrong to say that instead of his heart, there was an endless coldness of the Void as the Void filled his very own being.

Or, in Samiel\'s case, it would fill his very own being in the near future. With the tempo at which his being was changing, coupled with the continuous evolution and getting rid of his human parts, it won\'t be very long before he would turn into a Pure-Blooded Eldritch Creature.

It would probably come sooner than he initially thought because he was already an Eldritch Creature from 80%. Naturally, he predicted that a final evolution would happen the moment he reached the Legendary Level as that was the perfect moment for that.

"And also don\'t cry... you are way more beautiful when you smile, even if it sounds cliché, though I personally find your piercing cold gaze very erotic."

Samiel said as Yvraine giggled a little and wiped her tears. Of course, Samiel knew what to say because, indeed, Yvraine\'s cold and emotionless facade was always weirdly erotic for him if he thought about it. When he thought about it, he realized that he had weird preferences, but he couldn\'t really deny that Yvriane\'s cold gaze was indeed something very erotic and...

"Oh, all Gods of the Selndarine, I swear that if you wasn\'t the man I love, I would have long ago..."

As she was saying that, suddenly, she stopped amind the sentence as she realized what she had just said and it seemed like both of them froze on the spot. For Yvraine, this was a great mistake to say because for many reasons.

While they were in the "courting relationship" for a relatively long time, at least from the human point of view, but they have never thought and talked about their feelings for each other. They just enjoyed each other\'s company and so, but they never had these kinds of talks together.

Yvraine never initiated the talk because she was aware that Samiel would need some time to come up to realization on his own, not because he was forced. She didn\'t want to make a situation like... this because there was no way out right now, as it wasn\'t entirely possible to behave as if nothing had happened.

She looked at him, searching for clues and waiting for his reaction, while Samiel looked like he was struck by thunder. The last time he felt like this was when he first met his God, The Nuclear Chaos, the Primordial Demiurge Azathoth.

It was an indescribable feeling, a mix of fear and happiness at the same time, and yet he wasn\'t able to move an inch as his brain stopped. In truth, he didn\'t know what to say; he didn\'t know what exactly he felt; he knew nothing, and yet he felt like he knew everything he needed to know.

He didn\'t say anything as he leaned over and passionately kissed Yvraine as their tongues interviewed and they only separated after several minutes.

"I love you too if the previous act didn\'t answer it."

He said as Yvraine hopped on him and started kissing him in passion never seen before in her eyes, as one could see burning flames in her eyes. The moment she heard those words, she was overwhelmed by happiness and at the same time, her possessive side resurfaced once more, as she had a very strong need to "mark" her man before some thieving whores would approach him.

She was a very possessive woman, bordering crazily possessive, and Yvraine knew that Samiel was dense, so she needed to protect him from the other women who would attempt to steal him from her.