Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You?

Destiny, they say, often intertwined the hearts of those fated to meet. The gates groaned with electrical noises, whenever the towering figures dared to come close. GRAH!

They moved several inches back, irritated and visibly annoyed by the pesky bonds that kept them here. The Titans… Each, a mountain of muscle and fury, dirt, water, stone, lava, snow, and all sorts of grounds, flinched back in pain. The heart wrenching pain made their eyes glow with an ancient rage that had simmered for eons.

"Why have you come here, fallen Angels?" demanded Barthartos. His voice echoed through the cavernous space, and showed obvious distaste for their appearance. Can you blame him?

The last time he teamed up with these 4, he and they were cast down into the abyss for all eternity. Trapped in this hell hole of fire, brimstones, and ice. Seeing the 4 fallen angels appear once more, brought back all the memories he fought desperately to forget. Hold on, there used to be 7… what happened to the other 3?

Heh…

Barthartos chuckled wickedly. It seems time might not have been favorable to the other 3 since their falling into the underworld. Looking at the 4 familiar faces, Barthartos wanted nothing to do with them. "Leave now, Fallen Angels… My people, we Titans won't be entertaining your kind anymore."

Old Friends?

Hah. Since the day they fell into this dump after losing the heavenly war, they knew they ceased to be friends with these former allies of theirs. Barthartos turned around, no longer concerning himself with their presence. It was funny that he was moving normally, in his own right. But because he was a literal giant, it seemed he moved in slow motion. Of course, he could move way faster in battle. But when moving normally, it seemed to be incredibly slow in the eyes of small ants beneath its toe. Well, only Belphegor was as tall as his big toe.

Whatever—He, Barthartos, was done conversing with these Fallen Angels.

Seeing his attitude, all 4 Ancient Princes grinned widely. "Old Friend, don't tell me you regret our friendship in the past."

"Old Friend, Regret is but a puny human emotion."

"Even if we have fallen from the heavens, Regret is something never in our dictionary. Don't you think so?"

Barthartos paused, a nerve striking in his heart. Even though he hadn't seen them in a long time, he knew they must have something scheming up their sleeves.

Perhaps an offer he might truly be fascinated with..

The light in Barthartos' jeweled eyes twinkled, when thinking of his deepest desire long buried in the innermost parts of his heart. Sure enough, he was right.

"We have a proposition," Lucifer spoke smoothly. "A deal that could benefit us all."

Oh?

"And what do we gain from all this?"

"Chaos," Belphegor answered simply. "A chance to reshape things as they should be."

"Go on," Barthartos commanded, slowly turning to face them. The many Titans around, also exchanged glances with their interest piqued, despite their distrust. All 4 ancient princes looked at each other tactfully, slowly moving towards the towering gates before them. "Old Friends, what would you say, for a true chance at revenge?"

"I'd say you're bluffing… You're practically insane to think we can ever leave this prison, talk less of heading into the heavenly realm for war." Barthartos replied. Many other Titans nodded in agreement too. Do you think all this time, they haven't tried their hardest to break free from here and head out to the heavenly plains for revenge?

Do you know how much testing and experimentation has been done throughout the ages towards their escape?

What they also found was that their lives were deeply tied with these Lower plains.

How to say it?

When an upper plain creature like the many monsters, gets exorcized, they go through heavenly judgment, rather than getting sent back into the Abyss for reincarnation. But if they, Titans, are to be killed and exorcized, they will still get sent back to the Abyss. The same goes for Lucifer, Beelzebub and the other fallen angels. No matter how anyone exorcized them, they will be reborn in the abyss. However, it should be noted that they will be reborn with no memories, just wiped clean. Other creatures will get sent for judgment and reincarnated as objects for millions and billions of inanimate objects. But for them, they were banished and damned to belong in the underworld, never having a chance to be reincarnated in the heavenly plains or even the mortal ones. The Titans, all of them, who were initially banished, were also the same. Only Titans born from the abyss itself can have the chance to reincarnate as different life forms or objects in the mortal plains, if exorcized. As of right now, there were over 200 Titans from the original banishment time. These 200, even if they fall and get exorcized, will still get reincarnated in the Lower plains. –Except, they'll have no memory of their glorious past. No one will even though it's them, reincarnated as another Titan. In truth, Satan and the other 2 fallen angels who died in the hands of their offsprings, were probably already reborn as other demons, ghouls, and creatures. It's a pity… because they'll never remember anything about their past. They might even one day serve the 4 ancient princes or even their own offspring who killed them.

Oh well.. Time to unleash the Titans!

Beelzebub reached for his inner pocket, producing a small object—a shimmering key forged from the abyss itself, imbued with magic potent enough to unlock even Tartacle's formidable barriers.

They worked hard for ages, to make this key. Getting all parts and even knowing how to put it together, all due to Loki who stole and read a forbidden document in the heavenly realm. But.. they only have one chance to use the key. After getting used once, the Abyss will grow furious, never permitting any key to unlock its seals again. For she, the Abyss, was a living being, with thoughts of her own, only loyal to the Almighty and a few others.

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Beelzebub chuckled, holding up the key, "This is your ticket to freedom."

"A simple favor," Asmodeus added. "When you rise again to challenge the heavens, remember who set you free…Soon, we will fight together, against the heavens."

Bahahahahahhahaha~

Laughter erupted among the Titans—a sound both terrifying and oddly jovial. "You think we need your help to defeat those annoying beings above?" another Titan, Cyperion scoffed.

Lucifer shrugged. "Think of it as insurance…. Besides," he added with a grin, "I do love a good family reunion."

Listening to the ancient princes, the Titans considered his offer. They knew that Hades had little love for the heavens, and might be a valuable ally—or at least a useful pawn.

"Very well," Barthartos agreed. "Release us, and we shall remember your... generosity."

"Good…"

With a flourish, Beelzebub inserted the key into an invisible lock within the lightning bars. Then, a surge of power coursed through him as he twisted it, a power that resisted his attempts. Why do you think they chose now of all times to attack?

The planets aligned, also weakening the abyss's grasp of power. This was why they dared act so confidently. Crack!

A deafening crackle bellowed, as the bars dissolved into sparks. And then— BOOM!

The doors came undone, and the lightning shimmered into nothingness. Each cell's lightning bar began to dissolve into harmless sparks that danced briefly in midair, before vanishing altogether.

The titans stared at the scene, their expressions changing from disbelief, to shock, happiness, and then fury… fury against the heavens.

Stepping out of the gates for the first time, Barthartos lingered for a moment at the threshold of his former prison. Freedom—The corners of Barthartos' lips broadened wickedly.

"Titans, it's time to RUMBLE!"

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