The Eminence of a True Monarch of the Shadows

[Third Person's PoV] 

Zeraphiel appeared in a grand hall where the remaining six rulers convened.

"How did it go?" Auriel, the Ruler of Wisdom, inquired, his eyes scanning Zeraphiel's expression.

"How do you think? Ashborn grows more obstinate with each passing moment. He's never been one to reconsider once his mind is made up," Zeraphiel replied before detailing the content of her meeting with Ashborn.

"That fool…" Belisara, the Ruler of Night, sighed regretfully. "I really don't want to be his enemy, but he leaves us no choice."

"It was the same with our creator," Pyrrhon, the Ruler of Embers, added quietly, his voice laced with apprehension.

"Ashborn appears to be the one who most embodies our creator's image. Unfortunately, he seems to have inherited some of his more problematic traits," Liora, the Ruler of Justice, noted with a frown.

"Do we really have to align with the Monarchs?" Tylos, the Ruler of Perception, asked in exasperation, clearly opposed to the idea.

"What other choice do we have? We can't underestimate Ashborn. He's undoubtedly stronger than when we all confronted him to reach our creator," Chrona, the Ruler of Fate, replied solemnly.

"You could all die, for one," a cold voice interjected, sending a wave of shock through the room. All seven rulers turned to see the shadows stir, revealing Cid. He was clad not in his usual Shadow Garden attire but in his Monarch armor, which exuded an ominous presence.

"Ashborn?!" they cried out in disbelief.

"H-How…" Zeraphiel stuttered.

"I should thank you for showing me the way; I would have been lost otherwise," Cid said with a smirk, though his tone and expression betrayed no amusement.

Chrona regarded him warily. "Ashborn, what are you doing here?"

"Why don't you consult the Fates? That should answer your question," Cid sneered.

"You can't seriously be planning to kill us all, can you?" Liora asked, raising an eyebrow.

Cid chuckled. "You think you can come to my domain, threaten me, and I'd do nothing? You're becoming fools, all of you. You should know better."

"You can't be left to your own devices, Ashborn. You're unpredictable, a danger to the universe, perhaps even to neighboring ones, with all the Monarchs you'll create," Pyrrhon retorted with a grunt.

"No need to worry about that…" Cid said, shaking his head, a cold smile forming on his lips. "I've found a suitable solution to our little problem of producing too many Monarchs."

"You're going to kill us all and merge our existence with your wives to create Rulers, aren't you?" Auriel asked disdainfully.

"Well would you look at that? You aren't the Ruler of Wisdom for nothing then. If the issue is too many Monarchs, let's rectify that and make it even. What do you say?" Cid retorted arrogantly. 

"I say you've lost your mind," Tylos replied, suddenly appearing behind Ashborn with his spear raised, thrusting it towards his back.

A resounding metallic clash echoed through the meeting hall as Tylos' spear tip was blocked by a concentrated spot of Armament Haki. Tylos, momentarily stunned, pushed harder, but the spear wouldn't budge.

Cid reached back, grabbed his spear and threw Tylos back to the others who managed to catch them. 

"Let's get one thing straight…" Cid said, his eyes opening wider as a surge of Conqueror's Haki exploded outward, taking the rulers by surprise.

The oppressive spiritual pressure forced some of the rulers to struggle to stay on their feet, the sound of crackling thunder accompanying the black and purple arcs of lightning flashing around Cid.

"I've given you multiple chances to retreat, yet you refused to be grateful. Whatever happens next is your own doing," Cid declared.

'What an overpowering spiritual pressure!' They all thought along the same line. 

Cid stepped forward and, in an instant, appeared crouched in front of Chrona, his fist drawn back, enveloped in both Armament and Conqueror's Haki. Without hesitation, he delivered a devastating uppercut to Chrona's stomach, causing her to vomit white and golden blood. As she was lifted off the ground, Cid followed with three more consecutive powerful punches, each one sending her higher until she crashed heavily against the far wall, her armor cracking from the impact.

All the Rulers didn't hesitate to act now, Cid's eyes followed all of their movements as their wings carried them at a supernatural speed. They were all circling him like a ground of vultures as his eyes shifted side to side almost in a blur. 

Cid leaned back dodging a slash before standing up straight and twisting to the side dodging a stab. Cid's figure turned into multiple afterimages as he dodged all of their attacks mere centimeters by his side. He was gracefully moving and shifting between all of their stabs and jabs 

Cid had twisted alongside one of the extended spears and backhanded Auriel with his fist. 

Zeraphiel then turned into a streak of light, she moved at light speed and thrusted her spear towards Cid, but to her surprise Cid started moving at lightspeed as well. 

He turned into a purple streak of light while Zeraphiel turned into a golden one. They both moved all over the grand hall in a manner of seconds, the two streaks of light smashing against one another, weaving through everything, intermingling with each other. 

Zeraphiel created a shower of sword crosses, which she hurled towards Cid as they flew through the air.

Cid crafted a long whip with his purple light and swung it around at a blinding speed. It was as if an effective flashbang rang out as the two made contact and before Zeraphiel could dodge, the Light Whip slashed her front creating a whip wound in her front in a long slash, which sent blood flying and her crashing to the ground. 

Cid was suddenly pushed hard against the wall by a sudden force, which caused it to crack and form a crater around him. When he looked he saw that the three Ruler's had used Ruler's Authority and it had taken three of them to push him away. 

Cid counterattacked with his own Ruler's authority pushing against their collective one. 

Pyrrhon appeared flying his wings thrusting a flaming spear, Cid kicked off the wall into a backflip dodging the attack, the wall erupted into flames behind him. 

He extended his hands towards Pyyron and shot forth a chain of a purple flames, which caused him to scream as it burned right into his neck. 

Cid spun him around and sent him flying and crashing into Tylos who tried to hide from him and sneak up against him. 

Cid sent them a simple fireball but as it crashed against them it exploded into a dome of purple and black flames which engulfed them completely.

 Belisara appeared, slashing her spear, unleashing slashes of starlight, which seemed to explode as dying stars. 

Cid flew towards, weaving and dodging all of her slashing and appeared before her before she could react, he kneed her in the face so hard it her mouth had caved in slightly and was sent hurtling back flying through the air. 

Cid jumped up, spun sideways in the air in a fast manner and spun kicked Liora across the face which lifted her off the ground and also spinning accidentally dropping her spear. 

Cid stood by all the bleeding Rulers and dusted off the speck of dust over his shoulders.