@Cuccoruler@BKburke@Minimum@Moonlit Sonata@Stephanie Dola@ActRaiserTheReturned
A bunch of people had shown up alongside the original few who had gone to retrieve Ctyhlla. That was to be expected to Odin, though it was kinda rude to just randomly show up in his Hall as a Guest and not even say hello. Kids like these weren't ready to fill the shoes they'd stolen, at least not just yet. But that wasn't really a concern to him. They'd learn, or they'd self destruct and turn on each other, but either result was irrelevant to him. He could use strong Gods from the former in Ragnarok, and if it was the later they'd be out of his way to prepare for Ragnarok. Win win.

"So, you people want a trial, right? I'll preside over it, fairly." He waved his hand, and the Valkyrie and Fallen Heroes began to file out of the Hall, while some Valkyrie began clearing the tables of food and drink, and ultimately started to move the tables themselves out. It was probably not a good idea to have a bunch of haughty vikings and valkyrie who are getting drunk in the same room as a trial for a God.

As the Scenery changed around Cythlla she gave a grin. Her plan was going just the way she wanted. Cythlla never did care much for her mother, it was her father the she truely wanted to impress in her own warped way. Of course Cthulhu was a bit more twisted than Cythlla, but also a lot smarter and stronger than her. Of course being that Cthulhu was currently off world he was impossible to contact until he got back which was anyones guess as to when.

"Great! I wanted everyone to hear what I am about to say." Cythlla said with a smile as many of the gods appeared to watch the trial. "Now then! I have something I want to bring to everyone's attention. Your all lying to yourselves. You all think that you can keep this balance but change is coming, new gods are being born. Like when the greek gods killed their own parents, the Titans, this will happen now as well. Each and everyone of you must be aware of this, parents are plotting against their children. And children are plotting against their parents. I'm not the first one to kill my parents anyways, and I won't be the last." Cythlla stopped talking now wanting the others to chime in, and even accuse each other if possible.

Brahma's heads looked towards Odin. Or rather, it could be said that they looked through him, seeming to be staring at something that stood behind him. The Creator did not bother with words. After all, a conversation between He who represented the transcendent Is and He who drank from Mimir's well was pointless. Conversations only existed as a means to share information; when both parties had complete information, there was no purpose. Frankly, Brahma was disappointed that the child who claimed to "know" had not realized such a simple fact yet. Regardless, between Brahma and Odin, knowledge was exchanged without the transit of communication, simply by the nature of their existence.

He had no need to remain here any longer. He had served the purpose that the two of them had agreed upon, and as such would retire back to the position of observer. Once more, the Manava-astra's light bathed Brahma's form, and the God was whisked away.

Meanwhile, thousands of miles away, on definitely not Olympus...

Far removed from the strife of the gods, in a mostly quiet apartment right in the heart of a land far from Greece, on the edges of the eastern continent in the city of Tokyo, Ichimiya Nanase stood over her latest painting. She was not a god; nor a child of a gold, nor a servant of a god. She was just a relatively normal girl, living in the age of technology, science and reason - one of the reasons why the occult, with its newfound mysteriousness, appealed to her. Her painting was that of a ritual circle which she had found right from deciphering the maddening pages of the Necronomicon itself - or at least that's what the internet told her - created authentically with the blood of once living beings.

Speaking of living beings, her next door neighbor seems to be missing his pitbull. Has anyone seen him?

With the work having been completed, all that was left was for her to enact the "ritual". She did not, deep down, really expect anything to come out of this, mind you. She was sure she was under quite the case of eighth grader syndrome, but participating in the occult like this had its own allure in just how taboo it was, and the more people would frown upon it the more it appealed to her. Hiding her participation from her family, who saw her work as morbid but still the work of an artist, was just as exciting as the participation itself.

With the preparations for the "ritual" complete, she made sure the curtains to her room were shut, the door closed and any chance of eavesdropping gone before turning off the lights and throwing on a black makeshift cloak over her private academy uniform. Clasping her hands as if in prayer, she began.

" Are you deaf? Blind? Or just ignorant? "

Cynbel wasn't in the mood to play around, and Conner wasn't exactly helping. He understood where Conner was coming from, but that is only because he expect Conner to not think any of it through. It was also beyond irritating that he outright ignored his order, which may not mean much, but directly disobeying a God of War when it came to conflict was just being rude.

" Have you ever known Brahma to be the type to use violence? There is no better negotiator than Brahma, as he will always do what is the most peaceful solution if it can end peacefully. If it got violent, then I'd just deal with her myself. Do not disrespect me like that again, especially in front of others. "

It was bad enough that Cynbel was neutral to Conner, but him believing he could help Brahma in a negotiation, undervaluing Cynbel's strength, and outright not ignoring Cynbel's previous demand was more than enough to make him vocal. He was still pretty neutral about Conner, despite this.

It was nice to know that Cythlla was going to go willingly, but Cynbel wasn't sure if she would try to escape on the way there. He figured it was going to be difficult, especially since 3 of Brahma's heads seemed to be going crazy. That probably wasn't too normal, but he didn't really get the Hindu pantheon that well.

" Anyway, we should get go-"

And then he was at Odin's domain with Cythlla and Brahma. It seemed like Brahma's heads were just channeling one of his Astras, not that Cynbel was sure which one it was. They all sounded the same to him.

He honestly didn't mind the company of Odin, for the same reason he didn't mind Brahma's. They just kind of did their own thing, which included their job. Cynbel wished those of his own generation could follow after them to some degree. Instead of acting like self entitled little brats, they could remember what they were supposed to be. Speaking of those from his generation, both Mithias and Kilgaris appeared.

" Not really, but asking about it, then explaining how you already knew our answers makes you pretty pretentious. But, you already knew I'd say that, so no point in saying it, right? "

Cynbel wasn't in a very good mood. Conner kind of ruined that, but Mithias already knew that.

Cythlla began to speak up, though she was only speaking to those who didn't care. Well, maybe Kilgaris cared, but he was pretty irrelevant in the grand scheme of things.

" Cythlla, I think you have the wrong impression of me. If I have to kill, I'll do it. I don't see what I gain from killing them, other than to feel good about myself. Sadly, I don't think I'd get that. You're trying to push your agenda, which any of us will do, but your means will never get you to your goal. Then again, I guess a god of 'madness' isn't very rational. "

Oh, the trial was starting. Cynbel took his seat, and wished Brahma took him along for another ride.

@Cuccoruler Making his voice ecgho throught the room he told the 'court' "I agree with Cythlla, some of the old gods must be killed to make way for the new. Even you yourself realized this nephew odin when you and your btothers killed my father Ymir, your grandfather. It is not a crime in my books. However" and he turned towards Cythlla for this "there is no point killing them all for no apparant reason. Even the olympian gods realized this when they were fighting the titans! Why carry on with this trial when even the person whos running it commited the same 'crime?" He said the last word as if it wss a disease.

@Minimum
"I mean, to be fair here, Yimir was literally physical poison, so I'd like to point out that it's not as relative as killing a God whose dedicated to purging 'Evil' from the world and is extremely important for keeping monstrous beings in check. This isn't just a case of patricide, but also an issue involving whose going to exactly fill that role, as I don't think a daughter of Cthulhu is going to be into the whole purging 'Evil' thing." Odin chimed in, while one of the Gods spoke his piece, which was fine and expected.

"That being said, it's probably best if we try not to involve the Judge, that is, me, in this trial. It makes it hard to keep things objective. So, lets keep it going." Odin waited for someone else to speak.

" Yes, she did kill a god. That in itself isn't very significant, but think a little bit harder. Kali kept order, and made sure being such as the Rakshasa didn't go around slaughtering everyone. As Odin said, I doubt Cythlla is up to the task, nor would do I think she should be doing it. We will probably have to figure something out regarding this 'enforcer' position. "

Cynbel was just going into a rant at this point. Kali was an extremely important goddess, one of the key parts in making sure humanity wasn't getting killed left and right by demons. This girl didn't think of anything beyond herself, nothing about the natural order of the world. Hopefully, they'd find some kind of replacement for Kali, at least for a short period of time.

"I'm sorry, I got into a rant. She broke the rules, engendered humanity, and seems to be plotting a coup of some sort. Even if you disregard the last part, she is certainly guilty. "

Masrith peacefully stood from the seat he had taken. "In terms of a crime being done, I do not believe one was truly committed, it is true that the strong replace the weak. That is a rule that has never been changed throughout time. Instead, I believe, if she were to be punished, it should be for the consequences we will have to face for her recklessness of killing a god with a role such as Kali. This could set forth events we aren't prepared for. I never knew Kali. I don't the the one who awaits punshiment either. It seems to me that this is simply a result of someone who wanted to test their might on or of the greatest warriors in the Hindu pantheon. I do believe that duel would have been much more proper but it is what it is. We need to focus on what will result. We shouldn't waste time sitting here in a debate of right and wrong." Masrith then sat down quietly and waited for the others to speak.

Cythlla giggled, holding a hand up to her mouth, soon it went into a hysterical laughter. "You guys are so funny! You keep talking about how what I did was wrong, or what I did was right!" Cythlla said with a grin looking at all of them. "I don't care if what I did was right or wrong! I'm just part of a process! And it's going to continue! You can't stop it anymore! Corruption is coming, I hope your prepared!" Cythlla was hysterical but her words were true, she was only a stepping stone.

"Punish me if you will, I have said what I mean to say! So lock me up! Then lock up everyone else too cause their gonna be part of this process!" Cythlla said her grin even bigger, her eyes crazed now. She had lost her sanity, anything else she spouts now isn't going to make sense.

"Don't you hear the steps of corruption! Their taking hold now! The ducks are quacking with madness! Your all quacking with secrets!" Cythlla yelled out, now she had gone mad.

From Satyaloka, the sphere of truth, Brahma looked out over the world. The God himself was enclosed within a lotus flower, the petals sealed around Him as He sat in perfect stillness. As per his divine right, both that which is and is-not was inherently known by himself. The manifestation of Para Brahman, the incarnation of that transcendent root. And yet, even this being had come to a stark conclusion.

He was disappointed.

In Rasatala, they were rising. With the Black One absent, they were unfettered. This world, even if He had known from the first precept to the last, that did not mean He took any pleasure in this knowledge. Yes, even if Her Mahashakti had returned to its root, it was irrelevant here, simply because of that very disappointment. Yes, the last time this world had become like this...

"That's it, that's precisely it. I am Brahman. Just as Fourfold and Fivefold are Atman, so too am I Brahman. As that is the case, as this Truth holds true..."

"Lord Brahma, Lord Shiva, I thank You from my core. I will aim to become a ruler that You may one day smile upon."

"I see now, I see what I must do. If you call me a demon, a monster, then a monster I shall become. I will shoulder all the darkness in these three worlds upon my shoulders! I will save the world, even if I must stain my hands in oceans of blood! I will become everything that I hate, if it means that I can save everything that I love! I am the Demon King, and this is my world!"

...that child, such a regrettable end. Even as that journey began, He knew the end but refused to let it diverge. That idealist scholar who became the legendary Demon King. Yes, the last time, the last time, it was already...

The Creator sat in the eternal lotus, isolated in the realm of His domain. Merely Himself and that being whose flight was the cycle of Moksha were within this land.

And so he remained.

In a realm distant to that of the physical plain restedthe soul of a hate filled beast. The soul of sithilerine rested. Sealed away and left to be forgotten. This was the result of his last fight. He had rampaged against the gods and was almost victorious. However, after consuming the soul of Hades, he had unforseen side effects that had caused his down fall. His soul was sealed away by a unification of gods that would use their power to hold the barrier so that his soul would never take form again. Now there has been a mistake. Sithilerine looked up at the barrier. It's power was fading, a god that had helped to hold the deal has been vanquished. Kali no longer had her power to it. Sithilerine grinned. His mighty wings took to the air. His soul sought freedom from its accursed prison. His charged his magic and let out a mighty roar. The barrier began to give away and suddnely broke. Sithilerine, the god of the apocalypse was now free. His soul began to search for its imprisonened physical form. The gods were clever. They knew that if they destroyed it, he would simply form a new one. Instead they sealed it away. This prevented sithilerine from manifesting onto the mortal plane for long periods of time. His search let him to his mark. Sithilerine had now used the gem to reconnect to his physical form. The body began to turn and crack. As if it had been stiff from never moving. His body, massive in size was now free. Sithilerine had hatred to let out. He roared as loud as possible. Only some gods would hear this, and they would fear, the return of the destroyed of worlds.

Sithilerine looked at his physical form. He shrunk down to the size of human and collapse. "This imprisonment had weakened me. I will need time to recover." With a beat of his wings, he took to the air. "I must find a place to rest. If I were to encounter the gods now, my only option would be to flee."

@LadyTale Their was a sudden whoosh of the wind a arrow whizzing pasted them and into one of the targets,"Very good sister you have good aim but i can do better with my bow then with your fire" Lea the son of Loki and Athena was at the doorway watching them smiling to his sister.His eyes were on her but not on his father whom he had not speak to in a few days.

He put away his bow onto his back as the arrow disappeared form the target,His hand taking the staff that was resting near the doorway making his way towards the two.

A roar filled his ears. A roar so terrifying that gods of wars and bravery would tremble. He used his power of the mind to broadcast the roar of the end of the world to the others in the room. So that they might know too...

@Eviledd1984

"Well, considering that I have just learned the use of fire this very day, I'm not surprised." Ronin shot back quickly. However, her brother's comment ignited her competitive side. Summoning water to swirl around her hands, she froze it into icicles and shot them one and two at a time into the targets, hitting the bullseyes every time. That done, she smirked at Lea and dusted off her hands. "As you can see, with other elements, I'm very good."

@LadyTale Lea clapped his hands a few time in a sarcastic manner of course wanting her to know that he was not impressed with her magic,He moved his staff aiming the end of the staff letting the emerald jewel at the end glowing a bright green sending a lighting like bolt blowing up one of the targets."Now that is how you destroy a peon" He said with a big smile on his face now putting the staff standing beside him.

"Father...how are you?" He asked now letting Loki's existences known to him.

@Cuccoruler@Minimum@BKburke@Stephanie Dola
"And this is why you shouldn't have killed a critical God." Odin waved his hand, as he himself had already heard the escape of that old monster.

"Alright, since the girl seems to have taken the leave of her senses, lock her up in Olympus. This is a temporary measure, as we don't want her getting in the way of your coming battle. If she regains her sanity and seems trustworthy(she wont) then you guys should probably release her to help you in the coming battle." Odin motioned toward one of his Valkyrie, and they started to bring the tables into the hall once more.

"Good luck in the new fight. Make sure to keep the brawls away from Earth. Now get off my property."

@Eviledd1984

"You want explosions, I'll give you explosions." An arc of light lanced out of Ronin's hand, hitting the target and blasting it into smithereens.
"Peace, Ronin." Loki attempted to curb his daughter's competitiveness. "I am well, my son. And yourself?"

@LadyTale "Fine but i wanted some advice on how shape shifting i need help mimicking something...But that can be for late father" Lea aid shaking his head at Ronin's competitiveness."How is mother doing?You look good..as always" Lea said moving closer towards the two tapping his staff on the ground transforming himself into a ugly version of Ronin mostly to mock her before going back to normal.

"I cannot believe you people would do this to innocent "peons". Connor stated. "Lord Shiva would not do such a thing. Nevertheless. This whole thing is stupid. This is what happens when too many deities are in the same place. It's a wonder that India hasn't self-destructed three thousand years ago". He looked away. "Anyway, have a good day. . . please stop killing the innocents. Or I will stop coming here".