Tales Of A Supreme Lord

Prologue~The moonlight shines unto the earth, creating a serene ambiance in the silent night. The trees in the woods and meadow's path gently sway from the breeze.An Argentavis flies towards the woods on the mountain, her wings spread wide in a carefree manner. She chirps loud enough to wake the creatures of the night. She rests on the broad shoulders of a man, His shadow reflecting under the moonlight.He turns around to face the celestial beings, standing in a prone line with their eyes focus on him restless. The man raises his finger to stroke the bird's head. His touch relaxes her. "Your Honour," a calm voice calls for his attention. His gaze meets with that of another, curiosity and anxiety dancing in the eyes of the latter."The moon is so bright tonight," he begins as he glances up at the moon while crossing his arms behind his back."Brighter than usual. If only it would eradicate the evil manifesting within the paranormal world," the eldest of the celestial beings says, h

Back at the dark palace, A chandelier Globe hung at the center of the ceiling radiates light to the entire hall.A golden throne was situated at the center of the palace hall while a bronze sculpture of a deadly snake was kept by the right side of the throne.Mergus is sitting on the throne with his left leg hanging over one side of the throne chair leaving his long silver hair sprouted on his shoulder.The three buttons on his white shirt were left open revealing his broad chest. He fixes his cold gaze at every entity in the hall.The whole hall was dead silent not a single sound was heard. He suddenly stood up aggressively making the people in the hall flinch.He climbs down the steps gradually till he stops right in front of his brother who is standing close to the steps. He raises the tip of his lips into an evil smile as he observes his elder brother who didn't flinch at his presence.The entities in the hall quietly noted every bit of his actions in silence without saying a wor

"Uncle, you know my mother so well," Mergus counters in a plain voice. A sinister smile under his eyes. Nobody can tell what is running through his crafty mind.His words work like magic, it stopped the flowing thoughts of his uncle."Ahem!, what I meant was, that this place was your parent's special hang out." His uncle replied, masking his words."That's beautiful of them," Mergus said like it's a normal thing between people, uninterested as he sips his tea. His uncle watches him sipping his tea deep in thought."Well… I came here for another reason." Mergus started, changing the subject. He puts on a serious look. "You mean to say about the Prophecy spreading wide like fire in the –Mystic World." His uncle said while refilling their tea cups. "Am I wrong?" He asked, seeing the disbelief look written on his nephew's face.Mergus clicked his tongue and swallowed hard."Feels like it…" he counters and dawns the tea in his cup."So, what do you intend to do about it?" His uncle implo

Mergus held his forehead with his right palm, laughing his guts out. Trickles of tears kept dripping down from the left corners of his eyes. The atmosphere filled with the echoes of his laughter. He was sitting with his legs crossed on the top of his white bed with the shape of an orbit contour.Luke cocked his brows at his master's strange attitude towards his report. He sighs and rubs the left side of his eyes, his head going eccentric watching his master's extreme laugh.Mergus pauses his laughter and clears his throat. He glanced up at Luke who was still standing in front of him with a complex look on his face. Mergus smirks and starts."You mean, Marcus gave such others, impersonating me? " he said, furrowing his brows together. "Yes, Milord," Luke affirmed, nodding his head.Mergus smirks, shucking his head slightly, He raises his hands and stretches his strained neck and back. He gets down from his sitting position, stands up from the bed, and walks towards the center table in

City of Louisiana~A white cart adorned with drawings of flying Phoenix slowly enters a busy town. The coachman pedal gradually along the town.A slender hand of a woman gently shifts the curtain blocking the cart window. She smiles lovely at the scenes in front of her."The city of Louisiana is exceptionally beautiful," she confessed with a lovely voice. She glanced back at the man sitting beside her on the top of a seat made of soft fur, smiling warmly at her.The Man held her left palm gently and rubbed the back of her palm warmly, his ice-blue eyes shining full of warmth."I know, you will love it here Melissa," he said in his deep and seductive voice while rubbing his big palm on her small ones.Melissa produces a wide smile revealing her white teeth. She leans her body into the arms of the Man who caresses her shoulder gently.Melissa gently rubs her stomach with her palm smiling lovingly. "Our child will love it here as well." The Man tickles her gently which impels her to laug