A few hours later after the meeting between Noir and Gris:
Within the opulent and now more lively throne room of Gris, where a throne of anti-magic weapons sat on a pedestal like it was overlooking creation, was a man that has long and flowing grey and silverish hair with eyes that seemed to overwhelm the room.
Below him knelt six individuals, The Pillars.
"I brought you together today for a few very important reasons and announcements. Firstly, like many of you may have already know, Noir has now joined us to help fulfil my plans."
The others seemed to nod towards Noir who had a wide cheeky smile on his face.
"Onto more important announcements, the time has come to finally move onto Rouge." As Gris spoke those words in a commanding tone the others, well, except Bleu who seemed to be thinking of how to get out of this meeting, started a commotion.
"Silence!"
Gris spoke the word calmly yet his tone brook no argument.
"I will deal with him personally. I have been preparing for this day for many years. I am sure he has too. What I want you all to do is to ensure no outside interference. Even though I do not believe Violet is an idiot, she may do something idiotic. So, Bleu, you will be tasked with watching her and her territory."
Bleu seemed to groan slightly but after seeing Gris's piercing gaze seemed to nod, albeit reluctantly.
"Good. Now for the rest of you. Vert you will do what you do best and lead the information network that reaches all corners of Hell and relay any important information through your agents by using your Dimensional Gate.
"Yes master, it will be done!"
Gris nodded to her before moving on.
"Blanc and Noir you two in the future will be working together as my strategists and political operators. You both are quite similar in that department. Your intelligence and calculative minds will be able to bring me many victories. For now, work together and get acquainted at the castle. With both of you here, if Rouge decides to send some daemons to attack, you can deal with it. I do not think he will, and all this is just useless precaution considering his tendencies, but one cannot be too careful."
"Very well master." Said Blanc in her noble-like way.
"Sounds good to me, master! Looking forward to working with you partner!" Said Noir as he looked at Blanc.
"Jaune. You will be in charge of patrolling the territory, use that boundless energy of yours in a productive way." Gris seemed to slightly sigh as he said this.
"Of course master! You can count on me!" She said with a wide grin on her face.
Gris then looked over at Kali. "Lastly, Kali... You will do as you have always done, support Vert as much as you can. I want to ensure we do not get caught off guard."
"Yes Gri- Erm! Master!"
Vert seemed to give off a dangerous aura as she side eyed Kali.
Before a fight could break out, well at this point, more of a one sided beat down, Gris quickly said.
"From this day on, Hell will have a new King. One that earned their place. One that will make daemon-kind the dominant force in the central world!"
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In a castle of grandeur so high that only the incarnation of pride could possibly achieve something like this, was the figure of a man that usually exuded effortless confidence and relaxation. Now though, he seemed to be pacing throughout his throne room with a serious expression while muttering to himself.
"What is Gris playing at? How can my followers say he has changed that much? Preposterous! He must be faking it. And the fight between him and Jaune? I am not too sure I could have dealt with her as quickly. No! What am I saying? Of course I could have! Stop letting that bastard make you doubt yourself!"
He stopped and looked out of the large windows of his throne room that lined one side of it.
"And that Noir! He actually chose a side. I thought that oddball would have been hiding somewhere letting it all blow over."
Suddenly, the doors of the throne room are pushed open. As one of Rouges close subordinates a daemon he named after hearing that Gris had done the same, knelt down to report something to their liege.
"Speak." He said with dignity.
"My King... it seems that Lord Gris has just publicly announced himself as the true King of Hell."
Out of nowhere the castle seemed to shake as Rouge could not control his ego.
"He dares?! He actually dared to oppose me in such a way?! I guess our little game has come to a close Gris. I will ensure you meet your end in the most excruciating way possible!"
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As the meeting between the new 'King of Hell' and his Pillars ended, before they could leave to fulfil their duties, Gris's voice hung in the air.
"Vert and Kali stay back for a moment ."
Both of them seemed to look away from the others inquisitive stares, as their faces heated up slightly.
Once the doors closed, Gris walked slowly down the steps of his throne until he arrived in front of the two standing women.
"Maste-" Before Vert could finish what she was saying Gris put his hand up to quiet her, before saying in a serious tone.
"Vert how many times? It is Gris when in private just like I told Kali as well."
"Sorry... Gris. I am still getting used to all this."
Gris took an extra step now only a small distance keeping him and the girls apart. He reached out, this time, however, there was no flinch or hesitation they both leant into him openly. Gris smiled at this, as he hugged them both in each arm.
"Make sure you both stay safe, I know you will be at the castle and Blanc and Noir are here too along with that battle maniac patrolling..."
Kali seemed to want to use this moment to tease Gris, as she plucked up the courage to overcome her slight bashfulness because of the moment she found herself in to then say in a teasing tone.
"Gris... are you worried about us?~"
"Hmm? Is this you trying to tease me my dear Kali? Where has my warm and gentle Kali gone?"
Vert jumped in. "Warm and gentle? Maybe around you. She is a psycho otherwise..."
Suddenly Vert said "Ouch! What was that for?!" With some grievance after Gris had flicked her forehead.
"Stop calling her that Vert. I know this is how you two are with each other, some sort of love-hate relationship, but when you are around me, call her by her name." He said earnestly.
"Okay, okay, if that is what you want. I will."
Kali looked at Vert with a triumphant look; as Vert seemed to want to hit back. But before she could, Gris said wistfully.
"Maybe this is my greed again but I want us all now and in the future to be like a family. Its something... I used to think about a long time ago. But never thought I would have or need it in the future."
Vert and Kali both seemed to shyly look at each other as they heard what Gris said.
He continued to hug them both in the middle of his throne room that used to always seem like such a cold and distant place. Almost like a reflection of him at the time, now though, it was a little bit warmer.
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Outside the throne room:
Jaune shot off to go and fulfil her orders and Bleu languidly slinked off too. The only ones left were Noir and Blanc.
Noir said mischievously to Blanc. "Jealous?"
"No. I do not see him in that way. Even if I did, I am not dumb enough to think he would except me. I have a much better understanding of him now after all these years. Especially since I have focused in the areas master mentioned. Surprising even myself at how good I am."
"Humble huh?"
"I am confident. Confidence comes from knowing how good at something you are."
"Well I will be the judge of whether you are worthy of that confidence."
"Noir, I should be the one saying that. Do not hold me back. Our roles in the future will be front and centre in achieving masters vision."
"I know he wants to go to the central world and rule there. But has he let you know what that specifically means?"
"All I know from the bits and pieces I have picked up over the years, is that apparently according to him there is a continent to the north that he wants us to conquer and make it into the 'daemon continent' giving us a foothold in the mortal world. What his plans after that are? I do not know. But now you know why I said we are going to be inseparable in his vision."
Noir seemed to have zoned out, already calculating what Blanc had told him.
"Indeed. I was right to have joined him. This is going to get interesting..."