Dinner with the Shadow God (all good guys and bad guys, post here)

Lord Zenevas appeared in his avatar form. Flanking him was a tall blonde girl and the High Priestess Ifurita. He snapped his fingers and a table of sable appeared, laden with food and drink. Tall candles lit with red fire floated around the area. A massive throne of iron and black crystal surrounded by a mane of red lightning. Zenevas sipped red wine from a crystal cup gilded with gold.
Then he announced, in the voice of a terrible God;
CHOOSE YOUR PENANCE, PEOPLE OF THE CROSS DIMENSIONS, SURRENDER OR SACRIFICE? FREEDOM OR DEATH? I WELCOME ALL TO MY TABLE.

"This is insane," whispered Rhanta as he appeared on the opposite side of the table, trying to calm down as he sat. He waited for his companions to arrive, and he can't even manage to look at the Shadow God's eyes. He wasn't sure if the room's starting to get darker or if his vision is starting to get dimmer.

He played with the coin as he waited. "You can destroy us with a look, you know," he said to the Shadow God, "All I'm wondering is that what are you going to do once you are able to conquer all of Cyberspace?"

Zenevas smiled. Then he gestured. Ifurita began to speak, but the blonde girl cut her off. "The Dark God has plans. Plans that will change the Cyberspace and the World. "

Shiera appeared with O-nex. She looked at the table..."Hmm..seems that not everyone is here yet." She said as she sat afew chairs away from the Shadow God...she looked at Rhanta as he asked the question. Then she came to think herself.

Arakutype suddenly fell splat on the ground and reformed. "Dinner, Lord Zenevas?"

Ifurita spoke this time, "No, Lord Arakutype, a truce. Or a surrender on their part."

"And now I'm wondering..." started Rhanta, "If we do surrender, what are your plans?"

She looked at Rhanta, and then at Zenevas.

She whispered to herself, "Where has Lord Samael gone?"

She started to speak, "If I may interrupt, mi-Lord, how can it change the whole Cyberspace? Your plans, I mean."

The blonde spoke. "You doubt the power of Zenevas? He who plans plans within plans? Those who loose must swear to the Dark God and give their souls to him. That would be their penance. A sacrifice of their flesh and anima. The Cyberspace would change, no doubt, after a few thousand years."

"Trade their souls to you??? Pff... Do not forget Zenevas that I need their souls... Conjure this wretched vile menace and I will make them suffer for their crimes against us!" The Titan King stormed the room with his loyal guards, Nerge and Nagrand. His voice was rumbling and was thundering.

"A simple Truce shall never fix this problem... They must all die with using your latest invention Zenevas... Replace that old Ifurita of yours with a more powerful creation..." he said. Garthonk neared Mara's side and made a small gesture of kindness.