Due to the nature of this question, we have all provided answers.

Almarala: Yes. I do. Although it is not a weapon of traditional means. I do not possess any legendary blades or fallen celestial relics. My prized weapons are my pets: the outer beasts. I have endeavored to tame several of these monsters and I keep them to use against especially strong enemies. Some of them include a small flock of plague ravens, Serpent Eradicant and The Infiltrator (which you may be familiar with as the dark counterpart to the demigod Great Kitsune). However, my absolute favorite, and the most powerful of them, was Forgotten. He has seen his last use, however, at the event which is known in our region as The Young At The Gates.

Ottauro: Unlike my siblings, I possess no individual weaponry. However, my body is capable of becoming impervious to any given force. I am only able to grant myself one such immunity at a time. This was a condition I was forced to agree to with High Judge Bahamut at The Genesis Convention. However, my limitations are but an annoyance as I am still capable of making myself into any kind of weapon I may need.

Eudoant: While my brother deems himself above weapons and my sister uses her fiends to aid her, my nature lends itself to more physical means. As such, I possess a weapon of my own. The Jury is my whip that I use to instill the pain of any given individual's sins back against them. The more numerous one's sins, the sharper its sting. The ability is derived from its material: armageddite. Although a nether mineral, it is amorphous and is able to function in a manner that could only normally be achieved by more elastic materials

Hail to thee, Lord of Conquests. Your reputation precedes you. News of your defeat has incited fear in many of the overlords from my region. They anticipate the growing resistances from many mortal realms. They anticipate them to gravitate more towards Paradise.

Now, to your question. I believe my biggest feat, in terms of mental prowess at least, would be my orchestration of the incarnations of the demigods Spirit Dragon, Pete (as they call the gryphon) and Great Kitsune. It took several years by the time it was all said and done, but each of them... found their reasons to incarnate. This has left Dimension Prime with no direct ties to Heaven. As such, all we have to do to reach our objective... well, it's better I not reveal too much. I hope this suffices as a decent story for you, my dear lord. Te alis ardentibus receptat.

So, the strange son of the ars Goetia speaks to me again. How strange existence is. I salute you. To the essence of your question, I confess, I am not sure what I would say I consider a pastime. How can the sun ever rest if part of the world always needs its attention? In the same vein as that celestial, I am constantly needed to be working. I am always at attention. While Eudoant plays conqueror and gambles legion resources on a potential failure and Ottauro basks in his own confidence, I labour away and play a careful symphony of countless instruments. I am the one who bludgeons her hands against the brick walls of The Diamond Gates! I am the one who cut her teeth on the minds of demigods! I am the one who has stayed at the screen, reading the signs and annotating the texts of Fate to find where and when will be the exact convergence for our plans to

I am Ottauro, The Lord of Absolutes, this question shall receive no further attention. Invenias alas sub quibus tegi.

Hail, Lady of the ars Goetia. Praise be to your skill with the practices of music. The Georgia province exists in the country known only, and rather blandly, as The United States of America. I am told they are a resolute and persistent people.

For the capabilities of this mortal, I confess I have only one explanation to which I have just recently become privy. I have heard that some mortals, through inexplicable reasons to me, have sometimes been gifted strangely large amounts of prowess in certain disciplines and practices by none other than the Heaven-gods that created them. Those are the few individuals who do pose any level of threat to us.

That being said, I know your curiosity is to my thoughts on an overlord suffering a loss to a single mortal. Under the assumption that this mortal was Heaven-blessed, I feel sorry for him. Under the assumption that this mortal is just that talented, I hope to take him for myself before any of you do.

Te alis ardentibus receptat, Lady ars Goetia.

Hail to thee, Lord of Conquering. I have heard the tale of your unprecedented failure. I do urge you to remember that, despite the exacerbation of a single failure, your victories resound loudly across the Rings. Mortals are especially unpredictable individuals, for most. Do not be so surprised by their ability to be resourceful. Since their natural power is not extensive, they find artificial ways to match us.

As to any ruin brought about to my plans? Not to a greatly meaningful degree. It should also be considered that I, myself, have never endeavored to invade a mortal realm as of yet. However, the closest interference I have ever faced was the death of my pet, Forgotten. However, I knew I would have to sacrifice during The Young At The Gates. I'm sure the term means very little to you, but know that it was a pivotal moment in my eternal campaign.

Son of the ars Goetia who left behind Pandemonium. I must admit, I am not exactly sure how to address you properly. You have taken leave of your titles with your defection and it leaves me with no formal name for you. As such, I shall call you only by your name, Macabre. And for your status of departing Pandemonium, I pity you but you will find no quarrel from me. Just keep in mind you make yourself subject to being involved in my plans now.

To answer your question now. I was the second created of the Hirukote. Ottauro was before me and Eudoant after. As my older brother, Ottauro serves as counsel to me on many things. He can be incredibly wise and insightful, sometimes seeing alternate paths even when I cannot. I respect him and admire his wisdom. I can just not bring myself to understand his fascination with motorcycles. Eudoant is the youngest of us and it shows. He is brash, reckless and often plagued with hubris. He is more distant than Ottauro and I are to each other but it is largely of his own volition. He thinks we see ourselves as being above him and believes we are indecisive and weak. He is a fool and often acts before considering any repercussions, but there would be eternal torment if any demon, regardless of how strong they thought they were, attempted to erase him. That includes the ars Goetia. Whether you think it is because we are only useful to each other or because we genuinely share a family bond, the one consistent truth I can say across all interpretations is that The Lord of Absolutes, The Lord of Vices and The Lady of Regrets will always stand at each other's sides.

While I believe you have made a mistake in leaving Pandemonium behind, you appear to know what you are doing. I admire your resolve to seek a path outside of the ars Goetia. In many ways, they are like mortal mafias, from what I gather. To go against family is the ultimate sin. That being said, I hope you do not regret it in the near future. Your view of the multiverse is a relatively uncommon one, and I would enjoy continuing to share it with you. Normally, I would end this conversation with The Burning Angel's Salute, but it feels inappropriate for you. So, instead, I say to you, invenias alas sub quibus tegi.

For many demons, there are a lot of deterrents. For the more powerful ones, and if your concern is with the ars Goetia then you are talking about powerful ones, there is very little to be done to keep them away. Honestly, I was not aware the ars Goetia were making attempts on mortal worlds recently, so I commend them for their subtlety and you for your apparent ability to counteract them. One thing I can suggest is by finding their angelic counterpart. The ars Goetia are an immortal family, like myself and my brothers, as such, Heaven has a proverbial counterpart to us. If the angelic counterparts maintain a close watch on a reality, it will hinder the demonic counterparts' ability to gain a foothold in it. That being said, they can't be in every reality at once, so keep in mind that by saving your reality you may doom another one that is not as well prepared.

It is funny, isn't it, what mortals will give up for a temporary thing like a cooking recipe? It's a perfect setup for you, though, and I commend you for your clever playing on mortal passions. As to your show, I believe I have seen bits and pieces of it. We use our crystal to watch it on occasion. We have so much time between moments of action that Eudoant, Ottauro and I indulge in many different kinds of entertainment.

Eudoant is telling me not to let you know he is a close follower of your show. That being said, if I know him, he really wants you to know. He became rather fixated on recreating your Spectre Souffle after that episode a few weeks ago.

Since you asked about other interests, I will give you a short list. I am fond of going into The Wilds At The Edge and taming some of the beasts there. I'm sure you were aware of the death of my pet, Forgotten. It was published all over our region and I was sure it would make it much further than that. Beasts of its caliber are the kind I enjoy taming. I also like meddling in Universes and Unrealities campaigns when the more accident-prone demigods lose track of their events. It is... unusually eventful when they return to the chaos.

It is a most strange condition which keeps us from making it to Heaven so easily. It is impossible for us to gain an audience with any of Heaven for they created us, albeit indirectly and unwittingly, with the sole purpose of exiling absolutes, regrets and vices from their realm. So, we have to catch our chance at a moment when Heaven is at its most vulnerable. The moment when this happens is during wars.

Of course, this likely begs the question, "Why not use the massive wars like World War II?" Well, unfortunately, that souls thing works two ways. Evil souls and good souls die in war, so we have to stretch ourselves as thin as Heaven does. Another thing is that non-human are the only thing more guaranteed to go to Heaven at the time of death. So, attacking a pet friendly neighborhood with an abundant forest of wildies nearby? It's a perfect place. But we can only get up there if a mortal... "invites" us up.

It's a complicated series of ridiculous technicalities, but it is the reason why we have been forced to wait so long. It was an honor hearing from you again, Mistress Goetia. Te alis ardentibus receptat.