From the moment we marched on the Capital City of Lucifaad. Almost one billion armies of Devils, Fallen Angels, Vanir, and Aesir marched in orderly formation under my lead.
Through the journey, commoners knelt and chanted:
“Long Live the Empire!”
Practically everyone in the Underworld already knew what happened and that the new Empire had been created.
With each passed territory, Nobles reigning there bent the knee and swore loyalty to the Crimson Emperor as they joined me in the march with their armies.
After several hours, we arrived at the capital city of Lucifaad, where we were greeted by the Governor-General of the Capital with his entourage, who came in front of me, knelt on right knee, and said.
“Welcome home, Your Imperial Majesty.”
I nodded and then entered the city, where each one of the citizens knelt as they all greeted the birth of the new Emperor and new Empire.
“Long Live the Emperor! All Hail Baator!”
I went directly to Lucifer’s Palace which would become the temporal Imperial Palace before the entire city of Lucifaad was reconstructed and turned into an enormous fortress city with an entirely new Imperial Palace.
When I arrived at Lucifer’s Palace, there was a need to discuss some things, such as the coronation, the official establishment of the Baator, unification, implementation of the TML, and several other things that needed attention.
For example, things like complete re-structuralization of administration and military, the creation of the Imperial Army, or rather Imperialis Militarum, other branches, and many other things.
After several hours of intense discussion, where more people participated, for example, Crom Cruach arrived together with Tiamat and Tannin, representing Dragons that would be part of the Baator.
Works around the city had already started, and everything was going smoothly.
The next meeting was decided to be scheduled after several days. So I used this time to go to Agreas to witness the awakening of the Malacoda Malebranche.
After extensive research conducted by House Nebiros, led by Zaorama, we have found that Malebranche was actually one person, an ancient demon, that was divided somehow into twelve weapons.
We have found a way to combine twelve of them together once more and awaken an ancient demon by the name of Malacoda Malebranche. His power was estimated to be at the pinnacle of Super Devil, with enough potential to reach a higher class just after some time.
Today was the day when the twelve pieces of the Malebranche would be awakened once more.
I stood in the secret laboratory together with the Zaorama Nebiros, who was standing behind me as we were completing the magical circle, that would combine all twelve pieces of the Malebranche to awaken the ancient demon Malacoda Malebranche.
If I could gain his loyalty, I would have a great asset on my side, perfect leader for the Captain-General of the Adeptus Custodes. If not, I have also prepared another magical formation, that would instantly seal Malacoda before he could regain his own power, and banish him into an alternate dimension.
“Shall we start, My Emperor?”
Asked Zaorama Nebiros politely from the side as I nodded my head.
Together we started chanting the activation spell, and soon enough, the magical circle started shining in the blinding crimson light as the twelve stone statues started disintegrating, and particles started concentrating in one place, creating a silhouette of a man.
He had black hair with streaks of red and gold and golden eyes; he wore garments like that of a prince and had a majestic aura around him.
He came to me and stared at me for several minutes as the absolute silence was in place when he knelt on the right knee, and a contract appeared in the air between us. I read it before agreeing to the conditions of it, as it was good for me.
“Master.”
He said in a polite voice as he looked at me.
“I, Diablo Noir, gracefully offer my services for the head of the Dawn Lord.”
He said, what was the object of his undying loyalty.
The Demon we thought to be Malacoda Malebranche was named in reality, Diablo Noir, a mighty Abyssal Fiend, that was nearly killed, and then crippled by the Dawn Lord, a Warlock Emperor of the Dawn Warlock Dynasty of the Cangzhi Plane, before he went to sleep.
Diablo was too powerful, or instead, his unique, innate ability made even the mighty Dawn Lord unable to kill him, so he crippled him, and severed his body into twelve separate parts, and threw them across the entire Astral Boundary.
In a weird twisted sense of fate and irony, all of them ended in the outskirts of the Astral Boundary after thousands of years, and after other untold millennia, they finished on the plane called Draconic Deus, a long before the Dimensional Gap was created.
“Are you sure? It may take thousands of years for me to match someone as mighty as the Dawn Lord?”
I said solemnly, as Warlock Emperor was absolutely different league, and such existence could wipe out the entire Draconic Deus with the wave of a hand.
“Of course, my master. You, someone who lacks fate yet has the grandest destiny.”
He said almost with fanatical zeal as I was a bit wary around him, but with his age and experiences, it wouldn’t be weird not to recognize Fateless One, as my energy combined with his during the signing of the contract.
What caught my interest was the last part of the sentence, but I have decided not to question it, as it wasn’t the right time and place.
“Then it is okay. I treasure and reward loyalty and punish incompetence.”
I said as his grin widened.
“What shall be your first order, my Master?”
He asked as he looked at me, still kneeling.
“You shall be my sword and shield, my most loyal companion and enforcer. You shall be Captain-General of Adeptus Custodes, Emperor’s Golden Legion.”
I said with a majestic voice.
“As your Imperial Majesty Commands.”
Said Diablo as he stood up.
