Anastasia!
Anastasia!
Wake up!
Anastasia!!
She opened her eyes from the call of someone deep in her sleep. The first thing she saw is her room's ceiling.
"Thank goodness you are awake!"
She looked at Glacia's face and she saw fear and panic!
"W-what is happening?" Before she received an answer, she heard multiple explosions outside that bought her in her window to see.
"What the.." she backed away from the window when she saw chaos everywhere outside.
She looks back to Glacia to ask her what is happening only to find her down on the edge of her bed losing her life. She came rushing to her for aid.
"Glacia! Glacia! What happened?" she asked her loud enough to call it screaming as the elder is losing her life in front of her.
"H-he sold us"
Dizzy, panicking and can't decipher what she is saying she asked again, "What?"
"Faramir"
She was put to stone when she heard his name. Before she can ask another question, Glacia holds her hand as much as the little strength she has.
"Go... Go to Father. He is dealing with the angel. You have to survive"
Before she could react, Glacia's physical body was devoured by the light and on her arms, it vanished. Her hands are shaking in confusion and fear. What is happening? Why does it have a connection with Faramir? Sold?
Her senses came back to her when she heard another explosion nearby. She collect herself and stood up and went outside to see it for herself. By the time she is outside, she stopped as she witnessed the disaster the Asfelro came to be. Her sisters are crying and disappearing in thin air. The harmony and peace converted to destruction and death. She stop thinking when she saw soldiers that she has never seen before.
"Humans!"
It triggered her anger and fly toward one of them. She cast a wall of ice and entrapped the soldier inside. She flies high enough to witness the surroundings and there she saw from the east side, her Father facing the winged being. She focused her power from within closing her eyes. She felt the chilling of the wind and as she raised her hand in the air the blizzard came down upon the Asfelro.
She looked back to where her father is. She saw bolts of light coming into his mouth and everything the light touches freezes in solid eyes. He is aiming at the angel above him but he can't him due to aerial advantage.
She dived in and crushed herself down with the angel. The impact of a fall is strong enough to create an explosion and falling debris.
She then shouted, "Now father!!" as loud as she can.
The lightning-like attack then freezes both of them and entrapped them in a pillar of eyes. Since she is a fairy of ice, it is not effective against her and she freely moves away from the created pillar. She flew straight from her father and hugged him tightly.
"Glacia is dead. I thought you are too" she said as she hugged him again. Her tears flowed in her eyes as she felt at ease. She looked back to where the angel is trapped when she felt pressure coming from it.
"F-father.."
The pillar exploded and shattered into pieces. The angel with her huge and wide wings came out of the mist, she saw it as a signal of power and their defeat. Her father went into defensive mode as they feel the sharp eyes of the being piercing their very existense. She saw her figures in the mist and she can tell how monstrous their power compared to them.
"It is just a low-class angel, daughter. Regardless, she is a threat to us and we can't win this fight" she heard her father talk via telepathy.
She looked at him, surprised.
"So what should we do? Die?" as she talks to him via telepathy she looks into his eyes looking at him as well. She cried when she saw fear in his.
"There is one thing for you to escape this fate, Anastasia. Inherit my power and be Titania"
Before she could even react, the angel sliced the mist around her and thrust the sword she is holding in their direction. Her father is quick enough to cast a wall of ice to cover them.
"What do you mean? If I were to be Titania, you'll cease to exist!" she said crying and tearing. The tears almost freezing due to the chilling temperature around them.
"It is the only choice. You escape or we both die"
"No!!" she went down on her knees as her strength leave her legs.
"Quick, Anastasia. We don't have much time!"
The angel flew above them and swing her sword to cut them open inside of the ice sphere.
"If you can't decide, I'll force it on you. I will not let us all die here. If it's you, we will be happy"
Her father grabbed her and threw her at his back then the ice covering them broke. Before the angel could attack them, her father neighed lifting his front hooves in the air and giving a force around as it landed on the ground. The force freezes everything in the surroundings including the angel hovering above them. Then he ran as fast as he can.
As they dash straight to the exit of Asfelro, light is bit by bit devouring her father's body.
"W-what are you doing? Fathe please no!!" she shouted to protest.
They went outside Asfelro and straight to the Winter land. Even though her father is fast enough not to see their surrounding, she saw the elves looking at them. The ones whom they accept as refugees. She then realizes they are not looking at them, they are only watching them as she spotted the Elven Army on standby.
"They betrayed us!" she said almost whispering from the gust of wind crushing on her face.
"Faramir exposed our location to the crusaders. That is why they attacked our home" her father said.
Her face tore and an ugly cry came out to be shown. She only stopped when an attack from above came raining down at them. It seems that the angel unfroze herself. They went straight to the Summer land and use the huts and houses of the Elves to act as their shield from the attacks.
"This place has dried down!" she said as she saw it lifeless like a desert.
"I am almost ready to transfer my power to you, Anastasia. By the time we reach the portal in and out to Estofidel, I will gradually disappear and get absorbed by you"
"We no longer have to do it, Father! We can escape, both of us!"
His father neighed disapproving.
She looked in front of them and she can tell that the invisible portal is close to them.
"I will seal the portal once we get through to give time for you to be converted as Titania. We can hold her long enough for that. Fly as fast as you can to the east and you will arrive at a lake, go there and ambush the angel" he advised as fast as he can.
"I can't--"
"You can! Use the lake to your disadvantage, Titania!"
As the last word she heard from him, she felt like going through something yet to be seen and when she was completely through she was thrown away to the ground. Her father was nowhere to be found.
"Father? Father!" She shouted looking everywhere hoping to see him.
"Run, my child. Never return"
Last words she heard from him via telepathy. Then right after she felt an unknown power surge into her body. She felt strange but powerful. To its greatness, she can feel it overflowing.
She heard a strange banging sound on the other side of the invisible portal and remember what she must do. Her wings grew larger than before when she stretched them up at her back.
She gasped and stop the coming tears in her eyes and leaped into the air to go to the lake her father advised her to go to. Minutes went away fast as she can describe it and she arrived at her destination-- the lake.
The angel came as they expected above her.
"Tired of running away?" she heard her asking.
"So an angel can talk as well!" she remarks coldly.
They both looked at the eyes of each other. The Angel look fascinated while hers, was angry.
"How did you know our home's entrance? Who told you?"
The angel flew down to the water, her toes at its surface, same as her.
"Ah so before you die, you want to have a conversation with me first? That's ok with me"
She did not respond.
"An elf man came into the camps of the humans who summoned me"
That is Faramir!
"He said that the creature who created the whole place was there living with spirits they call fairies. You know the harmony between the races was long due after the age of gods, right?"
She did not respond. Though she knows what she is talking about.
"Humans, the weakest creation came to power, and now can build contracts to higher beings like us to eradicate the enemies they called abominations against god. We don't care about all these" she laughed.
"It just so happens that they discover this place searching for rumored demons on this land. I guess the odds are not in your favor"
She laughed and the angel stop talking.
"Did you just laugh?"
"Do not think highly of yourself, Celestial being. You are the one against the odds right now"
She commanded the whole lake to answer her demand and its glow in the middle of the darkness of night.
"What are you doing?" trying to be cool, the angel tried to fly away from the waters but it seems that it has a body of its own to move and grab her foot.
"I am preparing this lake just for the both of us. Sorry if my attention is not on your stories of delusions" she said mocking her.
The angel got angry but can't escape the strange water grabbing her foot.
She flew in the middle of the air and spread her wings and arms.
"This is the end of your rampage!"
The light intensifies on the lake until it gradually devoured the darkness of the night. Anastasia, before she got covered with the light which will freeze and seal her for hundreds of years, the doll Faramir created came out of her dress.
"W-What are you doing here?" she said before it was too late, she grab it and throw it away as far as she can.
Before her consciousness fades away, she checked the angel on the downside and she thank her father when she saw her in it too.
"Father, we succeeded"
She created a seal powerful enough to even she can't escape. Through the glass of ice she is trapped in, she saw the doll on the side of now the frozen lake, looking at her.
Before she thinks of any depressing thoughts, she closes her eyes and her self fades away after seconds.
Faramir
Council Room, Royal Palace**"So, discovering the truth of the fairy's origin and a huge possibility of the involvement of the crusaders, as a council, any suggestions from any of you?" asked the Empress. Welcoming any opinions and insight from the nobilities for their next step.After they entered and witnessed Anastasia's past, everyone in the present council knew that the least of the problem is the coup d'etat. They can easily subside and force to submit Valderak's allied forces to the throne as they are outnumbered and will surely beat them with their fighters. The next is the invaders from the neighboring country that belongs to the werewolves, led by the descendant of their first race, Queen Lyca won't push through for now as the Kaliningrad Oblast caters not only to Descovick's but the allied forces from the other Grand nobilities. Even with the power of Imelio-- the first werewolf, she can't just wage war without thinking and analyzing her enemies."You said that Anastasia me
Loren was away for quite some time due to a mission he was tasked to accomplish on the northern borders. His mission was to build a wall of ice and cover the entire Curonian Spit in a blizzard and eventually froze the entire Curonian Lagoon. This will buy them a huge amount of time to halt the invading werewolves and let them focus on the coup d'etat and the rampaging of the weak-blooded vampires.But after he arrived home, he did not expect the news that will welcome him."Your Imperial Highness, I have come to welcome you in your return" from all the people he is looking forward to welcoming him on his arrival, Augustow--the Chief of the Royal guards took that role from everyone else.This let him think of the worst."What happened here?" instead of accepting the Chief's speech, he approached him and look into his eyes, seeking answers."Y-your Imperial Highness.." the man is too nervous to answer him.He walks passed through him and goes straight to the throne room where he shall e
It has been half an hour since Anastasia is in her current state when something new happened around her. Her form, which is covered in bluish-white light suddenly started to change. The most notable change Gyohiro can see is the disappearance of her wings behind her back. Not long after and the light that covers the woman and the strange light that is coming from the depths of the lake begin to fade away little by little until nothing is left.The woman in her new form hovers on the waters. As she open her eyes, the force came into her surroundings again freezing and making a huge spike of ice to drive away anyone in her vicinity. He jumped away as far as he can to avoid the dangerous spikes. As he looks at Anastasia, he knows that this is no longer the same being he saw the first time."You have changed" he commented.Her appearance doesn't change much actually. It is the aura he is referring to."I had to absorb enough mana to complete my transformation" the woman responded. Still,
[Yekaterinburg, Russia]Venicio, The Duke of Yekaterinburg welcomed Gyohiro into his secret tower is much pleased as he saw him carry on his back the fairy of ice."Finally, Gyohiro! We are now officially moving to the next phase of our plan"The weak-blooded vampire he obtained as a slave from the land of the rising sun was able to reach his expectations. No! he surpassed it. Gyohiro put down the unconscious Anastasia from an elevated platform in the middle of a glowing magic circle."W-what is this circle for, Duke?" Out of curiosity, he asked."This will help us imprison her as long as we need her to be" The Duke answered.He didn't get what he is saying, how come this will imprison her? He doesn't see any iron bars around to confine her. The Duke must have been read his facial expression and in an unusually good mood because of the arrival of this fairy which is why he explained further."The prison I am talking about is this" he pointed to his temple."You mean in her mind?" he a
Loren woke up after feeling a couple of soft small pokes on his cheek. He can hear the sound of the birds chirping outside, it must be morning now. His mother might have canceled the circling blizzard not only in the capital but in the entire Kaliningrad region, the chilling wind is not as strong as before, that is why.As he get up in bed, he saw the one who was trying to wake him up. It was the doll that led him and his troops to the frozen lake where Anastasia was sealed. He acted not surprised as he was kinda used to the existence of this strange thing or being."You must have been looking for your mistress, right?" he asked while dressing up himself to go outside of the room.The doll didn't respond to his question, yet he knows the answer to it. After he put on his shirt, he sat on his ankles and face the doll that is currently standing on the edge of his bed."I will find your mistress, don't worry. You can come with me if you want, only if you promise to hide inside my bag at
A few more miles away and Beznosov's troops will now arrive in Moscow, the capital city of the Central district. Unlike the Descovick's royal guards who are signature to travel with horses, these troops traveled on foot or in carriages with their weapons or supplies. They won't get tired by walking non-stop anyway compared to humans, they just have to rest for an hour or more to refresh themselves by drinking human blood.Beznosov's men are powerful men unlike any other Loren saw in his life, these men are Vikings! Barbaric in nature and known as berserkers of war. They can't be easily killed as long as their heads are with their bodies."The Council's intel relies on the Prince of the Blood Imperial, right? The Empress said that she was informed by Vasil that I will go out and look for Anastasia, did he allow you to take me in on this mission?" Loren started a conversation since they all have been quiet for some time now during their travels."The Prince of the Blood Imperial has no
When the night sky won against the day, one by one the 3monsters within the city started to show up on the walls. These weak-blooded vampires transformed themselves into huge monster bats covered with a miasma."Seems like they consumed esomething for them to power up like this" Beznosov explained as everyone from his group got surprised by what they are witnessing.Weak-blooded vampires can turn into monsters the same as them but not this way. They should look like incomplete transformations where they remain in human form but with longer arms and limbs, sharp teeth from a head that are stretched forward and formed like those on bats, with pointed ears, and their skin like those on the animals too. These monsters they are witnessing develop wings and the ability to fly the same as them. It is a form completely the same except for the miasma these monsters are covered on.From all these weak-bloods ganging up on the city's entrance, a man finally showed up. This might be their leader.
After Beznosov pinned down the enemies using his gravity, his soldiers started to kill each of the weak-blooded vampires like sheep."It seems that you are the only one left, young man" he saw Gyohiro who led these monsters from the start as the only one standing on the pile of dead bodies and pool of blood after several minutes of slaughtering."He will answer to me" he commanded his soldiers as they tried to get closer to the enemy leader.The young man looks terrified but still on guard. This is his first time seeing a weak-blooded vampire who can remain mentally stable after all this time. He took a few steps forward, and the man increased his defense, ready to defend himself whenever he attacked."You are almost like a pure-blooded vampire. Who is your master and how come he was able to create an almost perfect replica of himself?" he lifts his hand pointing at the man and casts a gravity that pulled the enemy leader to the ground."A force like that will pull an average vampire
"I-I killed her?" ridiculously and full of disbelief, Beznosov repeated what Venicio answered to his own question. There is no absolute reason he can do that, he grew up with Eve always on his side. She was his childhood friend, best friend, and his most precious. He loved her so much that he chose to let her go and let her choose the man in front of him."You really are pathetic down to your core! How dare you make stories--" Venicio stop his rage."You... killed... my wife!" The blood that moves like it has its own life thickens around Venicio, responding to the anger towards him. Did he lose it? Did his memories somewhat alter because of the almost-death experience he had after the explosion?Venicio in his monster state began to move to attack him. The vein-like bloodstream acts like a whip and attacks him. He dodge it and he saw what happened to the ground as it crushed it. What a powerful weapon considering that this is just made of blood!He observed Venicio as the man stand no
"Slaughtering my soldiers, Your Grace, are you enjoying it?" Venicio made his entrance.The battle momentarily stops. The soldiers made way for their Duke to enter the center of the battlefield."I'm afraid that I am, Venicio"The Duke then laughed, Venicio seems to enjoy how the Grand Duke admits it."What happened to your 'Nobility is not soiling our feet and challenging the weak'?" with his taunting eyes, Venicio looked at the man who was said to be the most powerful in Russia. When they were young, Beznosov had this motto on how a nobility must treat others, and that is based on their strength and capabilities.The air holds the pressure and intensity of what will happen in the next few minutes."It's so amusing how you, a powerless nobility act like he is at the same level as I am" taunted byBeznosov.Venicio just smirked and continue to walk forward, ready to take the first move and ignore any words Beznosov will throw at him. And the moment the distance between each other sever
[Elaine's POV]The whole truth has been exposed to her by Gyohiro, who is currently tied to her vines, trapped like a fly on a spider web. All he muttered was utterly new to her like telling her that she never knew her own father all this time! Her family's history versus the story Gyohiro told her is far too fictitious! How come they are the lost descendants of the progenitor who has the ability of the forbidden art? She was told that her grandparents were killed during the war between the invasion of the werewolves in Russia a long time ago. And her mother? Her mother died giving birth to her. But Gyohiro said her grandparents were killed by the executioners serving the Russian branch of the royal family and its council. And her mother was killed in front of her father, trying to protect them both. Her family suffered in the royal order of being assassinated and sacrificed to the vampires to finally end the bloodline of the descendants of the progenitor who had the forbidden art. On
"Weakling!""Weakling!""Weakling!"The kids at the Royal Academy constantly bullied him, calling him a weakling. A weakling they say even though he is the son of a powerful vampire. Even though he is a high ranking noble and an heir of the entire Ural region."Hey, you piece of sh*ts!! Get away from him!" He heard a voice mixed on the insults and not long when someone pushed the boy who was on top of him, punching his face and calling him a weakling as the rest of 'em."Are you ok?" with his eyes swollen and vision blurry, he can still see the face of that savior-- A girl with long blonde hair on a pigtail, white skin toned freezing on that winter breeze and a voice of an angel."Are you ok?" she repeated her question as she pulls his arm and let him stand on his own. He stopped daydreaming when he got up."I-I am fine""Can you heal those wounds? I can help you if you need one" he can't look at her face any longer every time he meets her eyes. He never looked at a girl anyway in his
After Beznosov pinned down the enemies using his gravity, his soldiers started to kill each of the weak-blooded vampires like sheep."It seems that you are the only one left, young man" he saw Gyohiro who led these monsters from the start as the only one standing on the pile of dead bodies and pool of blood after several minutes of slaughtering."He will answer to me" he commanded his soldiers as they tried to get closer to the enemy leader.The young man looks terrified but still on guard. This is his first time seeing a weak-blooded vampire who can remain mentally stable after all this time. He took a few steps forward, and the man increased his defense, ready to defend himself whenever he attacked."You are almost like a pure-blooded vampire. Who is your master and how come he was able to create an almost perfect replica of himself?" he lifts his hand pointing at the man and casts a gravity that pulled the enemy leader to the ground."A force like that will pull an average vampire
When the night sky won against the day, one by one the 3monsters within the city started to show up on the walls. These weak-blooded vampires transformed themselves into huge monster bats covered with a miasma."Seems like they consumed esomething for them to power up like this" Beznosov explained as everyone from his group got surprised by what they are witnessing.Weak-blooded vampires can turn into monsters the same as them but not this way. They should look like incomplete transformations where they remain in human form but with longer arms and limbs, sharp teeth from a head that are stretched forward and formed like those on bats, with pointed ears, and their skin like those on the animals too. These monsters they are witnessing develop wings and the ability to fly the same as them. It is a form completely the same except for the miasma these monsters are covered on.From all these weak-bloods ganging up on the city's entrance, a man finally showed up. This might be their leader.
A few more miles away and Beznosov's troops will now arrive in Moscow, the capital city of the Central district. Unlike the Descovick's royal guards who are signature to travel with horses, these troops traveled on foot or in carriages with their weapons or supplies. They won't get tired by walking non-stop anyway compared to humans, they just have to rest for an hour or more to refresh themselves by drinking human blood.Beznosov's men are powerful men unlike any other Loren saw in his life, these men are Vikings! Barbaric in nature and known as berserkers of war. They can't be easily killed as long as their heads are with their bodies."The Council's intel relies on the Prince of the Blood Imperial, right? The Empress said that she was informed by Vasil that I will go out and look for Anastasia, did he allow you to take me in on this mission?" Loren started a conversation since they all have been quiet for some time now during their travels."The Prince of the Blood Imperial has no
Loren woke up after feeling a couple of soft small pokes on his cheek. He can hear the sound of the birds chirping outside, it must be morning now. His mother might have canceled the circling blizzard not only in the capital but in the entire Kaliningrad region, the chilling wind is not as strong as before, that is why.As he get up in bed, he saw the one who was trying to wake him up. It was the doll that led him and his troops to the frozen lake where Anastasia was sealed. He acted not surprised as he was kinda used to the existence of this strange thing or being."You must have been looking for your mistress, right?" he asked while dressing up himself to go outside of the room.The doll didn't respond to his question, yet he knows the answer to it. After he put on his shirt, he sat on his ankles and face the doll that is currently standing on the edge of his bed."I will find your mistress, don't worry. You can come with me if you want, only if you promise to hide inside my bag at
[Yekaterinburg, Russia]Venicio, The Duke of Yekaterinburg welcomed Gyohiro into his secret tower is much pleased as he saw him carry on his back the fairy of ice."Finally, Gyohiro! We are now officially moving to the next phase of our plan"The weak-blooded vampire he obtained as a slave from the land of the rising sun was able to reach his expectations. No! he surpassed it. Gyohiro put down the unconscious Anastasia from an elevated platform in the middle of a glowing magic circle."W-what is this circle for, Duke?" Out of curiosity, he asked."This will help us imprison her as long as we need her to be" The Duke answered.He didn't get what he is saying, how come this will imprison her? He doesn't see any iron bars around to confine her. The Duke must have been read his facial expression and in an unusually good mood because of the arrival of this fairy which is why he explained further."The prison I am talking about is this" he pointed to his temple."You mean in her mind?" he a