Kolrisi, a baroness of the House of Demons, a house that seceded the Devil splicers, entered the newly built replication chamber. She stared up at the two archons on the stage above her. One Splicerpriest had a bionic, digitigrade leg, an arm for splicing, and an arm-turned-cannon. He, Keirvik, stood beside the other archon who was sitting in the throne. The other archon was Aviksis, he created this offset group of Fallen. Aviksis was once Aksis' archpriest, and when he requested more SIVA offerings to ascend, Aksis denied him. Aksis had his splicers steal all of Aviksis' upgrades-- both of his legs, an arm, and half of his ribcage. Keirvik and Kolrisi had to act fast and put the scarred Eliksni on life support. Now, since they, and other Fallen that despised Aksis, seceded from the Devils, Aviksis seeked revenge. "My Lord?" Kolrisi managed to squeak out. After Aviksis' incident, he became far more vicious. Keirvik turned to the baroness, but not Aviksis-- he kept his back to her. "The SIVA offerings are ready for you, my Lord." "Let them in," Kolrisi bowed and walked back to the entrance. Keirvik looked to his left, past Aviksis, and waved to some splicers to come forward. "My Lord, we can begin your ascention to Prime. Once we are finished, even Aksis will bring you offerings." The splicers approached Aviksis, but the archon grabbed the vandal by its throat and threw it off the stage. The other splicers back up a bit. Aviksis re-situated himself in his throne, "No! No splicers! I will do this myself..." Keirvik waved off the splicers and waited for the offerings. Kolrisi returned with hundreds of dregs and vandals carrying SIVA cores. Keirvik prepared to jump down from the stage but Aviksis grabbed his arm. "Allow me..." The SIVA nanites spawned from the cores and gathered in a ring swarm above the archon. Keirvik backed up from the throne and let his leader do what he must. SIVA plates and wires covered the archon's three existing arms. Several nanite swarms gathered into the shape of three more arms and fused into Aviksis' torso, then metal plating fused covered the wires. Aviksis screamed in pain as he controlled the nanites into repairing him. His agonizing screams made the dregs and vandals cringe and take steps backward. Next, Aviksis had nanites make wires to replace his life support system in his chest. He collected eight, angled metal plates and made an armored ribcage that locked in place like hinges on his side. Extra wires formed and stretched from his metal plated spine, down to his waist. Aviksis dispersed the unused SIVA. Aviksis placed his six brand new, forged arms on the arm of the throne and pushed himself up. "My Lord..." Keirvik said as he approached the archon. "Your l--" "Silence!" The archon's voice was loud and mechanical-- giving him an even more god-like state. Aviksis raised a fist. He flexed his fingers and marveled at his elegant, yet terrifying, silver plated body. The angled metal plates matched his diamond shaped helmet. "My Lord?" Kolrisi asked, slightly concerned about the archon. Keirvik gazed to the baroness, then looked back to Aviksis. The archon gave an audible, mechanical sigh, then leapt amongst the SIVA wires and scaffolding on the ceiling. Everyone in the chamber were startled by the unexpected action. They all looked up trying to find the archon. Amongst the dark lit wires and the once was Warmind structures, only Aviksis' four red eyes were visible. Those eyes scanned the Fallen below-- one was an agent of Devils, but he had no idea who it was. One vandal threw a SIVA bomb up at the ceiling! He wasn't sure if he hit Aviksis, but he ran for the exit. Aviksis dodged the bomb, then threw his hand out, commanding SIVA wires to block the door. The vandal, Nixhell, panicked then shot into the crowd of the Demons. The dregs, vandals, and Kolrisi jumped behind cover. Aviksis launched another swarm of nanites that attacked Nixhell's rifle, jamming it. SIVA wires wrapped around the vandal and hoisted him up in the air. Kolrisi raised her nanite rifle and trained it on the traitor, but Keirvik had jumped down and lowered the barrel. Kolrisi looked at the priest, confused, but watched the display. Nixhell squirmed, trying to break free of the nanites. Suddenly Aviksis dropped from the ceiling, and yelled a terrible howl that echoed in the chamber! Everyone panicked-- his voice carried like thunder! Nixhell was petrified by the display. Aviksis never restored his legs, only wires draped from his waist-- he was hanging from the ceiling by four of his arms. Aviksis raised one of his free arms and tightly gripped the vandal's face, causing Nixhell to bleed. Aviksis gave a sinister laugh. Nixhell swallowed nervously. "You are the agent of Aksis?... Aksis is no god... I am the Prime Archon..." Aviksis stretched out his other free arm as if reaching for something beyond his grasp. Vandals jumped out of the way as SIVA swarms came to the archon's summoning. The nanites, by Aviksis' command, entered Nixhell's bloodstream, traveled to his brain and basically killed him. Aviksis built a SIVA core on the dead vandal's back and connected it to the SIVA that invaded the Fallen's body and armor, and turned him into a technological zombie. Aviksis dropped the vandal, then crawled back to his stage. Kolrisi and Keirvik watched him as he "walked" across the ceiling. The archon began directing nanites and built a SIVA cluster that connected to his waist. He was now apart of an entire SIVA network. "My Lord, shat would you have us do?" Keirvik asked. "Keirvik, my Splicerpriest... You shall direct the income of offerings, bring those that are worthy to ascend to me... Those that are not, have your splicers rip them of their portions of SIVA and turn it into more offerings," the four red eyes shifted to Kolrisi. "My baroness, build my army of Demons... starting with this one," Aviksis controlled the SIVA zombie and had it walk to Kolrisi. "Yes, Prime Archon..." Keirvik and Kolrisi bowed simultaneously.