Basic information~
In the mystic world, only the powerful are eligible to rule. The vulnerable are faced under the surface of the earth. If you are fickle-minded enough, That's your destruction. Their world is laced with strange powers and mysteries.
The mystic world is divided into six consecutive parts. Amidst the six paranormal, The strongest rules. The arcane of vampires, The esoteric werewolves, The cabalistic of immortals and warlocks, The recondite of diviners, and humans.
Humans are the weakest of them all. They may be skilled in martial arts and cultivation but they are more complicated beings.
For power and greed, They sold themselves to the most powerful beings in the paranormal world.
The werewolves and vampires are two entities that can never cross paths with peace. They are like day and night. They work together when needed, They both struggles for power and dominance.
The werewolves are known for their overbearing personalities, while the vampires are dubious and sly.
Being the most calculative beings with manipulative mindsets, and demons of beauty, other races are wary of them.
The Immortal, are Celestial beings with vast Wisdom. They are parallel to gods. Their life spans prolong for many thousands of years to come.
They are well respected. Even though they are part of the mystic world, They are still a very special race because of their powers. They don't link with the Werewolves and Vamps in their strive for sovereignty.
The Immortals organize a rule that's guiding the Mystic World.
The Warlock is just like the humans but they bear special abilities in wielding supernatural powers.
They are regarded as the strength of the mystic world. They can also be called protectors and guardian angels. Though they have their race, they dwell within the six paranormal.
The diviners categorize a myriad of witches and wizards. They are another set of entities formulating the Mystic World. Their powers alone can curse and also bring destruction to The Mystic World.
The immortals known as the Celestial beings, formulate an –Ordinance guiding their Mystic World. The –Ordinance affirms that no entities will exploit their powers on weak humans. The –Ordinance existed to bring serenity and accordance to the Mystic World.
Everything went down the drain the humans betrayed and sold themselves for powers and greed. It all started in the reign of Alaric, one of the strongest vampire lords that have the protection of his Mother's powers.
Alaric's reign changed so many things in the Mystic World.
It all started when a high official in the human world approached him to help him succeed to the throne of the human world. He helped and supported him to get the throne but under conditions.
It was a sunny day. People are going about with their daily activities in the human world.
Alaric ventures into the human world with his Myriad of vampires and slaughters every living soul, against the official being their monarch.
The humans were met with a bloodbath. The official walked to the throne with his shoulder raised high in victory. He stares at the throne in front of him with so much satisfaction.
He raises his foot and walks down the red rug on the ground to the throne. He paused his steps, feeling the grip on his right leg, he looked down at the cause of the obstacle, his eyebrows twitching together in irritation.
He meets the eyes of the latter, his eyes full of killing intent. "You! imprudent!" he groans angrily at the girl holding his leg.
The Young Girl lying on her stomach with her brown hair in a disheveled manner. She raises her injured face and stares at the man, her round eyes bag swollen from her tears.
"Why perform such an evil act on your family uncle Atherton!!" The girl asked in tears.
The official got down enough to have a better clear view of the girl's face. He raises the girl's face with his fingers, a mocking smile cast on his face.
He mimicked her words.
"Oh!, why-do-I-perform-such-evil-on-my family" The girl's tears stream down her face, at his mocking words.
" Family!, who do you call family, your father should have thought of me as one, or...." he taunted and glanced at the corpse of the man, lying on his pool of blood facing up. His eyes open, staring at nothing. Not just that, his heart was dug out of his chest, horrifying.
The official burst into a wicked laugh as rubs the girl's jaw gently with his thumb. "Why not ask him!" he mocked, laughing hard.
The girl spat at him," I promise you, you will never get away with this Atherton!" she spat every word in anguish.
Atherton slaps her hard on her face, stands up, gives her chest a hard kick repeatedly, and scoffs at her.
He gingerly walks to the throne, Alaric who has been watching him all this while, standing beside the throne with his one leg on top of the throne, chuckles lightly seeing what Atherton did to the Young Girl.
"I owe you this victory, Your Supremacy Alaric," the official said, full of admiration, spreading his arms in contentment.
Alaric stares at him, and sluggishly wipes the blood stain at the corner of his mouth.
" I will be honored if you crown me," the official said, bowing his head in respect.
Alaric stands upright gesturing his hands for him to sit on the throne. Sinister smile cast on his handsome face.
Atherton sits down on the throne in his full glory, Alaric placed the crown gently on top of his head. He glanced coldly at the injured humans who were witnessing the coronation.
The humans receiving his stare got down on their knees, Their heads hitting the floor,
"Long live his Majesty!" They clamor together, and Atherton laughs hard.
He stands up from his throne and glances at the girl who has tears stained on her face and looks at Alaric who had no expression on his face. "I promise to always offer you ten humans before the full moon as for her you can have her as well," he said with an evil grin.
No expression was seen on Alaric's face after his declaration. Alaric raises his left hand and a golden scroll emerges from his palm. He gave it to him to sign.
Atherton quickly cut his thumb and stamp his blood on the scroll.
Alaric and his arcane vampires left the human world with the girl after the official signed his signature on the golden scroll.
This massacre causes a serious change in the six paranormal. Seeing the cruel outcome of greed, sending their fellow humans to the Vampire lair as offerings.
The immortals –Celestial Beings, built a new kingdom with a haven and gathered all the innocent humans to live in it.
They called it, The city of Louisiana.
The immortals grace the city with the gift of essence and beautification.
No evil entities can trespass into the city.
But that didn't stop terror from maximizing, most of the diviners begins manipulating their powers which cause serious devastation in the –Mystic World.
Real terror multiplied as Alaric offspring grew up extremely strong, erupting more fear and terror.
They are not like any other Vampires, their abilities subsist higher. Many races fear them.
The Immortal–Celestial Beings formulated a council of Guardian Saints to guard the Mystic World. Each Guardian Saint was picked from the six paranormal to be able to protect and guard the –Mystic World.
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
Edward sized the man up with his raised brows. The Man who claimed to be among the Saints guarding the Mystic World had a long staff in one hand. The top of the staff was shaped like a round orb. His raven hair was trimmed neatly and sleek backward at his back. He had a tiny crown golden in color placed around his raven hair. His large robe covers the floor where he stands.Edward gave him a consequential look, squinting his eyes."Why did you obstruct my journey, Mr. Saint?" He roared, producing an icy smoke from his mouth. His ice-blue eyes glared daggers at the Saint."Prince Edward, I came to pay my respect to the future king of the –Mystic World"The Saint divulged fearlessly.Edward Furrows his eyebrows at him. "What, Nonsense, Are you spouting?" Edward implored, his anger rearing up. The Guardian Saint raises the edge of his lips into a slight smile. He took a slow step in front of Edward and raised the strange staff in his hand into the air. He waves the strange staff about
Edward sized the man up with his raised brows. The Man who claimed to be among the Saints guarding the Mystic World had a long staff in one hand. The top of the staff was shaped like a round orb. His raven hair was trimmed neatly and sleek backward at his back. He had a tiny crown golden in color placed around his raven hair. His large robe covers the floor where he stands.Edward gave him a consequential look, squinting his eyes."Why did you obstruct my journey, Mr. Saint?" He roared, producing an icy smoke from his mouth. His ice-blue eyes glared daggers at the Saint."Prince Edward, I came to pay my respect to the future king of the –Mystic World"The Saint divulged fearlessly.Edward Furrows his eyebrows at him. "What, Nonsense, Are you spouting?" Edward implored, his anger rearing up. The Guardian Saint raises the edge of his lips into a slight smile. He took a slow step in front of Edward and raised the strange staff in his hand into the air. He waves the strange staff about
Mergus was standing on top of the hills overseeing the atmosphere within the city of Louisiana. His red cape fluttered behind him. He's putting on a white coat with a white turtle shirt underneath it together with white pants and shiny black shoes. He felt unconcerned about the cold weather as he stands tall full of vigor. His silver hair conforms with the snow dropping from the night sky. His pointed ears twitch at every sound he picks.The air suddenly twirls behind him in rapid motion causing his silver hair to sway about. He gazes at the city unperturbed with his arms folded behind his back.A figure of a woman materializes from the pivoting air behind him and walks up to him."Amanda, reports to his Lordship." the figure said, bowing her head with her folded fist placed on her chest. "Go on Ama....." He said acknowledging her. His magnetic soft voice blended with the night. "Milord, a trace of a stellar magic was seen in the outskirts of the City Of Louisiana," Amanda reported
Amanda arrives at the wolves' border at dawn, using her space shift. Her eyes scan the whole place before proceeding to move. The wolf's border was built with high walls surrounding its niches, adding a threshold between holding the walls together. The atmosphere looks so calm with the chirping sound of birds evident.She starts to walk towards the threshold full of vigor. Her black attire matched her countenance. She had her raven hair tied up in a long ponytail, making her forehead visible.Her boots kept creating deep holes in the snow, as she walked towards the threshold.She suddenly stopped on her track and spun around with agility and caught the arrow flying towards her direction with speed with her right hand. She stares at the arrow in her hand and smirks, noting the poison applied to its head. "Who goes there?" A harsh voice thundered from the hidden space. She darts her eyes around the border in search of the owner of the voice. "I got a message for your king, from his L
Marcus arrives back at his chambers, his face full of anger. The whole veins in his body popped up. His blood boiling in rage as he shoves down everything in his room, annihilating them. Grunting and yelling out like a madman.His Vampire's eyes kept blazing with killing intent. His brownish hair sprouts all over his shoulder in disarray.Zambo rushes into his chambers on hearing the crashing sound coming from inside.Just outside of the chambers he witnessed the madness that went throughout the hallway. Including the wounded servants. Yet… he was yet again rendered speechless seeing the condition the chambers were in. The whole place is unrecognizable. He releases the breathing that he has been holding for a long time and swallows hard. His eyes fall on the broken items on the floor till it stops on Marcus who was standing with his back facing him with his two hands placed on the wall in front of him while breathing heavily. He could feel the cold aura coming from him. Touching him
She feels the being encircling her, whenever she feels the presence of someone behind her; She snaps her head to the side direction of the intruder but sees nothing but space. This continues to go on for some minutes. She walks towards the bloody mirror in the center of her crypt. Her face drives any expression. she raises her lips in a smug smile, her eyes darkening. Her forehead pleats revealing six lines. She grabs the red ruby ring below the mirror and places it on her right thumb, rubbing it gently. As evil smiles cast on her lips. A snaking wind breeze hit her cottage and caused huge destruction. She slowly turns her head around to see a man covered up in red, with a silver mask placed on his face standing in front of her full of vigor. Her eyes flicker in vigilance seeing the man standing there not saying a word. Strange aura emitting from him."It's you!" she says, in a trembling voice, her ring finger pointing at the man. The man's eyes stare intently at her devoid of any
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