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Enormous armies of Undead Gods marched across the cold and unforgiving lands of Helheim, the Realm of Death, as these beings were being bathed in large quantities of energy and Necrotic Power through special areas that enhanced their power.
A portal suddenly opened atop the skies of this Realm, as a group of Skeletons walked into the Realm, they were not many, only a few, five.
Of course, all five of them exuded a powerful Aura of Death and Phantasmal energies, none of them were similar than the other, however, having very distinct features and looking different from one another than the other more generic Necrotic Death Lords who all looked like just the same copy-pasted skeleton with a black robe.
These ones were way more unique, some of them didn't even used magic staffs and were enormous, composed of many bones and wearing full body black armor made up of great and high-quality materials.
One of them was wielding a gigantic bone axe, the other an enormous shield and blade, and there was another with a long and sharp spear.
The other two seemed to be mages, however, although their robes were of more than just black color, one of them was wearing red robes and holding upon a mysterious and powerful staff holding a large red orb, the other was covered in black, purple, and dark blue leaves, without actually wearing any robes, there were even tree roots all around his body, and he was holding a staff made of this very same bizarre element.
These powerful beings seemed to have a higher authority than the other Necrotic Death Lords, as these Necrotic Death Lords were not truly the same as the other Necrotic Death Lords, they were even greater and more superior. They had evolved into higher beings, and three of them didn't even min-maxed into just necromancy but had sheer and brute force.
The doors of Hel's castle opened, as the five Skeletons walked upstairs and reached Hel in silence.
They greeted the beautiful and young-looking Supreme Goddess who sat down over a throne that even helped her look down on beings such as them.
At her side there was a trembling and fearful zombie maid girl, her eyes seemed filled with light despite being an Undead, this was her innocence and soul which had been kept intact for very long.
The girl had been serving Hel all this time without any way out of this situation, and now was being confronted once more with shocking new visitors, who didn't even pay mind to her existence, seeing her as lesser than bacteria.
"You must be Hel, the Queen of Helheim and the Supreme Goddess of Death of this World, Genesis… Is that it?" asked the larger of the five skeleton, the one wielding an enormous black shield and a blade, his empty black eyes were blazing with phantasmal blue flames.
"Yes, that's me. And you look different than the usual Necrotic Death Lords… You must be the "Mythic Five"… Necrotic Death Lords that rose from powerful Figures across Universes that landed in the Netherworld Plane, is it?" she asked.
"Indeed. It is good that you know about us." Said the swordsman.
"May I know your names?" asked Hel.
"Our names are of no importance to this conversation, so feel free not to care about them." Answered the skeleton.
"Huh? Well, fine… (Why are they not revealing their names?)" said Hel, as she wondered what was the reason behind the apprehension, they felt about revealing their names, especially because many of the Necrotic Death Lords had already revealed theirs to her, unless these Necrotic Death Lords were to be more arrogant than the rest to the point, they felt that she wasn't deserving of knowing their names as they saw themselves as superior to the other more "normal" Necrotic Death Lords?
There was a certain possibility of this, which arose within Hel's mind as she gritted her teeth while pretending to be alright. Nonetheless, she felt fille with fury rather than anything else, as she thought she was being looked down upon due to what had happened with Kireina.
Deep down she had begun to not care as much about these stupid Skeletons, and she even had planned to use them all as her true pawns, and not the other way around as they thought they could act.
"We had been sent here by our Hegemonies to assist you in your endeavor against the entities of this world, we'll be at your service from now on." said the swordsman.
Hel smiled.
"Good, I am glad to know that you're willing to serve me…" she said.
The skeletons suddenly glared at her with their phantasmal eyes, seemingly realizing her cocky behavior but staying silent anyways, as they simply had to obey the orders of their masters.
"You may now leave." Said Hel.
The skeletons nodded, walking away while Hel looked at them go.
Her face quickly changed to an expressionless one once more, as she looked down at the floor and then noticed the trembling maid zombie hiding beneath a pillar.
"You… What are you doing? Come here." Said Hel.
"A-Ah…! Y-Yes, Hel-sama…" sighed the girl, slowly walking towards Hel.
"Hurry!" she roared.
"Y-Yes!" she cried, as she hurried towards her side and bowed to her.
"You're an useless little trembling doll… I am only keeping you because I am waiting for that stupid of your brother to come kill himself here… I could had gotten rid of you long ago… You know I can easily just throw you into the river there and make all your memories disappear, even including your sense of self? Everything you once were could easily be cleansed, and your brother would be left with a soul that regressed to a toddler!" laughed Hel.
The girl didn't even knew why Hel was even talking this, there was no point other than making her feel bad… Perhaps Hel herself felt so lonely and bored that she had grown sadistic tendencies…
"Sigh…"
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