Bloody footprints trailed inside the chamber, leading to the chair of Levi Shaldan---the Risen Dark Witch. The slowly rotting flesh of his mouth and his gums were no more. And his flesh became plump and full of life. His once dried grayish skin was now in a shade of fawn. Just to get his youth back he had to kill more than a hundred people. And the death of the innocent were obvious as blood pools from his throne.Not only did he look beautiful, he was able to buy himself time. Now he waits for news coming from Alatar. But he realized he did not have to wait long when a swarm of green bugs flew and stopped in front of him. He opened the palm of his hand, and let one of the bugs sit on it."Red Klaida. Atlah Toh." After saying his incantations, the bug turned red and flew high until it reached his forehead. The flesh on the middle of his forehead opened up, and blood trailed down to the bridge of his nose. The bug squeezed itself inside the hole and brought the information directly to
The Supreme among Sorcerer's woke up from a vicious nightmare. A creature bigger than a two storey house has risen. He did everything in his power and pulled out his resources to know where the location of the attack was. But his dreams were so vague and came in fragments that he did not understand what the Celestial was trying to convey.Usually, Sagittarius would show up in his dream, or he'll dream of specific instructions. It made him feel like something was terribly wrong.Not long after that, news of the Massacre that happened in the small town of Lentvaris, Lithuania spread fast across the globe. Out of the ten thousand citizens who live there, only less than a thousand of people were able to escape. And those who were able to escape told everyone their own story about a dreadful creature who eats human beings and animals alike.A creature with hundreds of eyes, and has a thirst for blood. As tall as trees of the forest and claws as big as a car. Creatures big and small with bo
Lahdia felt her senses spinning, dizzying and bringing her to close and downright delirium. She was being pulled by the hair, the creature's hands were made of metal and its claws were sharp and had blood on the tips."Please, no!" She screamed, tears were streaming down her face as she tried to wiggle out from the grip of the monster. She winced as numbers of hair were being ripped off from her scalp.The creature was huge --- eight feet tall and was wearing a Kabuki mask. It dragged her against the cold floor. And when they passed on a darker room, all the hair on her body stood up when she saw numbers of human remains, bones laying there."No!" She screamed and wailed, her voice was already hoarse from too much crying. "Please! I'll do anything, anything!"Suddenly she felt a tug against her scalp, and she squealed and winced as she was hurled in the air and thrown like a piece of garbage."Ugh!" She groaned as her body bounced and rolled on the damp floor. Her body hurt so much an
The Commander in lead of the fifth troop---Kris Haris raised his hand, ordering his men to stop on their tracks. The trails of the creatures led them to the nearby countries of Lithuania. Not only are the creatures going in a single direction, but the legions of monster making mayhem are heading to the East. Mainly towards Latvia, Belarus and Russia.There were fresh trails of blood and embers from the creatures left residue on the land. The troop leader removed the protective glove from his hand, and he laid his palm against the ground to feel the land.He took a pinch from the ashes mixed with blood, and rolled it against his two fingers."We're heading to Latvia." He said, voice firm and strong. He stood up and gave the signal to the messenger. Haruhiko, an excellent Sorcerer, was in charge of the communication. He trained the main Homing Pigeon of the troop, whistled and called for the bird to deliver the message to the great Supremacist.The pigeon landed on his shoulder and let
Back in the Fortress of Khalantrophe, luscious grass and tall trees covered the fields. The area became a sanctuary for people and animals alike. Mindoro is known for its vast marine life and beautiful beaches and islands. Not only that, it is known for its indigenous people as well. The few known caretakers of the endangered species... the Griffon.A few of Theal descendants that were sent to the island of Mindoro never left and their numbers grew. Some of them married the locals from the island, while a few decided to find someone outside the island then came back from time to time.Oden Theal, was one of the few who married a local. A beautiful woman named Anastacia. Just like the flower, the woman was beautiful and charming. She had black long wavy hair that reached down to her back. Soft round face and almond shaped eyes. Her pinkish lips smile beautifully, and when she does her eyes shine with happiness as well. She had fair skin, but was relatively short. Oden was a foot higher
Loud cries woke her from her deep slumber, and when she woke up her head was spinning and her vision was nothing but a blur. The unnamed child she gave birth to a few hours ago is beside her, crying in hunger.The baby was still covered with blood, and only Anastacia’s shirt covered him from the cold winds.Weak and exhausted, Anastacia forced herself up and picked up her child for him to suckle and feed. She lifts her shirt and lets her child latch on her tender breast. She looked at her son that was still covered in blood, and tears welled up in her eyes. Her baby boy looks so much like him."Oh... Oden."She sobbed and cried. Tears fell down from her eyes, down to her cheeks and on to the head of her son. Memories filled with horror and terror filled her and made her want to crash down on the grass filled ground and let out all her sorrows.She remembers it clearly. She still hears the last words uttered by her one true love before he was completely devoured by a savage monstrous b
Landon was pacing back and forth, his forehead was scrunched and his brows met unpleasantly. He can't seem to settle down, what's worse, is that he heard it from a source as well---Tahani. Rasmus on the other hand looked blankly on the screen in front of him. He stared at his laptop, trying to absorb the request of the great Supreme Sorcerer.'Kane needs to fight with the Sorcerers, now.'It was a sentence long, yet they cannot absorb the gravity of those words just yet.Rasmus can't stop fidgeting, the heels of his right foot continuously tapping against the floor. He let out a long and lingering sigh before calling Landon, who was in much worse shape than he was. "Hey." He called, and his voice was filled with tension. "Can you stop that? You walking back and forth, making all that noise is not helping my nerves."Landon looked at Rasmus with venom in his eyes, and was obviously offended by his best friend. He stopped on his tracks, before walking closer to the other male who was si
"I was hoping you'd remember me, young man." Theodore said with a genuine smile on his face.Kane examined the old man's features. The old man's rounded face and deep eyes. He remembers his face, as there's a tingling sensation on his chest right after he sees the man. Kane knew the man had no ill-intention... but something about the old man made him feel sheer discomfort.Only when the boy noticed burnt marks on the man's hand --- an important memory flashed back from almost eleven years ago --- did his memory of the man completely resurface.The young man remembered the fire. Six days. Six whole days and bursts of flames still combusted from different parts of his body. Day in and day out, he can feel extreme and unexplainable pain in his whole being. Fear consumed him, and he felt truly alone and scared and angry with the man wearing a blue tuxedo. He's angry with the world, but mostly he is angry with himself.His father ran to him on the first day of the fire, panicked and only