The World Serpent

In the Great Forest, Within the Occidental Region, On the Most Dangerous Part was the Nation of Azathoth. Standing upon the Great Plateau was the Fortress Bastion of the Inquisition. Atop the Peak of the Fortress Bastion was the Throne Room of Azathoth. Within such Throne Room was the Chair of the Throne and with it was the Great Ruler of Azathoth. She was Persia, The Demon Serpent. The New Supreme of the Pentagon Union and the Demon Lord. 

A Silver White Hair fluttered as her Golden Amber Eyes revealed themselves. Along with a Demonic Ancient Horn plastered upon her Head and her Pale White Skin. She was a Grandious Beauty that seemed to radiate the Aura of Domination and Tyranny. As expected of the Great Ruler of Azathoth and the Demon Lord of the Realm of Piksyon, Such things were something most had expected from Persia. After all, The things she had done weren\'t unheard of within the Realm of Piksyon.

"It\'s nice to meet you, Diplomats. I am quite interested in what you Four have to say."

Persia\'s words echoed in a Grand and Calm Voice. She looked at them with a smirk plastered on her face as she radiated a strange atmosphere of confidence. As Persia calmly sat on the Throne, Three Figures stood right beside her. They were Ego and the Two Remaining Governors of the Inquisition. 

\'So this is the Great Ruler of Azathoth...\' Aurora thought to herself while calmly kneeling in front of the Throne. Diplomats of the Four Nations rarely kneeled. After all, they were the representative of their Nations, but something within the Great Ruler of Azathoth forced them to kneel. It was an Aura of a Ruler that made people kneel upon them.

The fact that the Diplomats got forcely kneeled would be quite scandalous, but as Persia was a New Great Ruler. She might not have noticed the traditions kept within the politics of the Great Forest. Even if the Diplomats didn\'t want to kneel, they still couldn\'t help but kneel. The Heavy Pressure released by Persia was too much for them. It seems to be a pressure unconsciously released by Persia.

Though, the fact that they kneeled weren\'t within the Diplomats minds. They had different thoughts with the Demon Lord in front of them. 

\'A Fallen Goddess... I guess the Rumors were correct. She is a Fallen Goddess. No wonder a lot of Elven Soldiers couldn\'t take Persia off their minds. If I turned into an Elven Man, I wouldn\'t be able to stop thinking about her. But even then, As a woman, I would love her to be mine...\' Sella thought as she felt a Cold Gaze piercing through her. 

Sella turned her gaze towards the one who looked at her Coldly. She then noticed a Young Girl that highly resembled the Fallen Goddess. The Young Girl had Dark Ashened Short Hair, though despite the Difference. Sella could still see the resemblance between the two. \'Twins?\' Sella questioned within herself. 

The Young Girl standing right beside the Great Ruler of Azathoth was Ego. The Right Hand Lady of the Great Ruler of Azathoth. She was looking coldly at Sella after noticing the feeling of lust getting directed towards her Sister. She couldn\'t help but get offended at the guts of the Elven Diplomat. 

"Are you here for no reason? Why are you Diplomats keeping your Silence? My Time here is finite, so open your mouth before I leave." Persia looked at them with a Soothing smile. The Diplomats instantly realized their frozen state and sighed. Malgon stood upon and looked at the Great Ruler as he lightly bowed. 

"I am honored to meet the Great Ruler of Azathoth. I got sent here by my Emperor to speak about the Defense Treaty between the Northern Mountain Ranges and the Occidental Region." Malgon said with a careful tone. Persia nodded as she looked upon him with her Golden Amber Eyes. 

"I see... Senior Drya also had told me about the Defense Treaty, but the Defense Treaty is far from needed. I took a look at the Commandments of the Pentagon Union and noticed that the moment Nations joined the Union. They would have to withhold the Defense Treaty of all Nation Members. Am I wrong?" Persia questioned with a Calm voice. 

Malgon shook his Head and denied. He then replied with a Gentle voice. "The Great Ruler is correct, but the Defense Treaty is between the Great Rulers instead of the Nations. Under the Commandments of the Pentagon Union, Nations Members would have to defend each other. But what about the Great Rulers?" 

"The Defense Treaty manually driven by the Great Rulers are for insurance so that when a Great Ruler mobilized. The Allied Great Rulers would have to move accordingly and help the troubled Great Ruler. Most of the Great Rulers in the Forest have already signed their Defense Treaty. As a New Nation, you might not have heard of it." Malgon patiently explained as Persia nodded in understanding. 

\'Hmm... so that\'s what the Defense Treaty meant. I have not heard of it, but I guess that such a Treaty was between the Great Rulers. My Seniors might have waited for me to build the Fortress Bastion before giving the Defense Treaty to me.\' Persia thought to herself as she released a Soothing smile. It seems that her Seniors weren\'t that bad. It made sense as they might have gotten through the same thing. It was building a Nation from the ground.

"Your explanation is satisfactory. I am sure that the remaining Diplomats are here for the same thing?" Persia questioned as she gazed upon the remaining Diplomats. The Diplomats nodded in agreement though one of them had something in mind. Persia instantly noticed her as she was the strongest of the Diplomats.

"It seems that I was wrong. One of you seems to have something else in mind. I hope you can be honest. I am a patient one, you see." Persia said with a Soothing voice while releasing a Calm expression on her face. The Diplomats looked at her as they started taking a peek at their fellow Diplomats. 

Seconds passed as one of the Diplomats finally stood up and lightly bowed towards Persia. It was the Diplomat of the Nation of Astra. The Diplomat who got sent by Statera. Persia was rather curious about the Diplomat as she could feel a familiar attribute from her. Persia looked at the Spirit Diplomat with her Golden Amber Eyes and asked. 

"Is there something you need?"

The Diplomats looked at the Spirit Diplomat and turned their gaze towards Persia. A Fallen Goddess was the thought that passed through her mind. Not only was her appearance that of a goddess, but her persona even rivaled it. It was hard to believe that the one in front of them was the Demon Lord. 

The Spirit of Space looked at Persia and nodded with honesty in her eyes. She then replied with a Calm voice. "Great Ruler of Azathoth, I am here because I heard a rumor about a Demon with Space Attribute. I was curious, so I had Aunt Statera to make me the Diplomat. I apologized if I had offended you." Sirius lightly bowed as Persia released a smile. 

"I understand... Those with Space Attributes are rare. It seems that you are the only one within the Nation of Astra. You might be curious about the other one with Space Attribute. No need to worry about offending me. It\'s understandable to seek those the same as you." Persia shook her Head and denied that she was offended. 

"Capita, It seems that you are about to meet your Fellow Senior. What about the two of you start discussing with each other. Your views about your Attributes might help you with your Problems." Persia said as Capita nodded and stepped forward. She looked at Sirius with a curious expression as Sirius had done the same. The two of them were curious about each other as it was the First Time they had met someone that had the same Element as them. 

The two of them then walked out of the Throne Room while Persia looked at them with a smile plastered on her face. Marx and Luna took a peek at Sirius and Capita as they got jealous that Capita had met someone with the same Element as her. It was quite problematic for them to grow as they needed to create their spells. They don\'t have any teachers, nor anyone like them, which would sooner or later stagnate their growth. 

As the two left the Throne Room, Persia looked at the Diplomats and spoke with a Soothing voice. Her words echoed within the Throne Room as the Diplomats carefully listened. "Since the Three of you are here for the Defense Treaty. Why don\'t Luna lead you to my office? I\'ll take care of any problems there. Am I clear?" Persia questioned as the Diplomats immediately nodded without any questions.

The Diplomats and Luna then walked out of the Throne. The Throne Room got engulfed by a Peaceful Silence as Ego silently stepped out of her Throne. Persia started stretching her limbs as she turned her gaze towards Ego and spoke. "Was my acting great?" Persia asked as Ego smiled and answered. 

"Your acting is great, Sister. You might get nominated as the Best Actress if something like that had existed within the Realm of Piksyon." Ego replied with her Monotone voice. They had planned to create a Good Image for Persia so that the Elves, Dwarves, and Beastfolk wouldn\'t have any problem with the Demons. It seems that the First Stage of the Plan worked. 

"Hehehe... Let\'s start the Second Stage." Persia evilly smiled as Ego released a rare sly smirk.. Persia and Ego felt like Secret Villains though it was not far from reality.