Chapter 2

*15,000 years before the Twilight timeline*

Well, I'll try to tell you what happened, and how my life was

It's a pretty weird story if I say

Basically, a long time ago, when humanity was very different from what you all know, I was born

Son of a human father, and a descendant mother

You must be wondering; 'What the fuck is a descendant? I've never heard of it'

To explain, I need to tell the story of this world first

It's a pretty interesting story if I must say

In this world, humans definitely evolved from apes, but they weren't the only sentient beings to evolve from unconscious animals.

Basically, several different species of animals evolved into sentient beings in the same era.

And the reason for that would be what mages call mana

Basically, a lot of mana exploded from the center of the planet, this mana forced animals to evolve.

But some were unlucky in their evolution, humans for example

They evolved into weak beings, who only had a little intelligence to maintain themselves.

Mages were born sporadically among humans, but they were very few and their potential simply didn't allow them to grow stronger.

The other descendants, well, they didn't have the problem with strength issues, but they had a big birth issue.

They had an absurd strength compared to humans, but they could barely have children.

This created a situation where they lived in colonies, or tribes.

Your magic users, or mages, after reaching a certain level, could change their bodies to appear human.

I never really understood why they would do something like that, considering how low humans were on the food chain.

It wasn't for coexistence, as they were always far removed from humans.

Anyway, at a certain point, humans, who because of their birth rate, were many, stupidly decided to go to war with other descendants, who descended from other animals

Well, humans won, but not without the cost of about 90% of them. While the other descendants have spread into small families around the world.

And that's where we got to my mom 'Iris'

A beautiful woman, with brown hair and golden eyes

She was a descendant of one of the families left over from the war.

She was a talented mage who reached the threshold for human transformation very early on, still young.

And so she fell in love with my father, on one of his trips

My father, like a wild man, when he found my mother, he wanted to take her for his beauty, without knowing her true identity.

What did he achieve, after defeating all the men of our tribe

Which consequently made him the leader of this tribe

My mother, as a very skilled magician, knew the rules that governed the universe very well, and with that knowledge, she raised the bar to our tribe.

Until the moment I was born

I, the first of my kind

The first being born from the union between a human and a wolf descendant

I, that if I were dumb enough to expose my condition, which I wasn't, I would later be known as the original werewolf

Well after I found out what it was I knew it was the first of my kind

Even though I was on autopilot somehow, with no memory of my past life, I knew I was the only one at that moment.

But going back to my birth

My parents called me Samael

Well, all according to fate, isn't it? Or maybe a certain delivery boy pulled strings to make this happen...

After my birth, my mother, despite being amazing, was visibly ill.

She was dying as a result of giving birth to me. And when I was about 12 years old, my mother was almost dead, dying, on a bed

The once beautiful Iris, now an aged-looking woman, for no apparent reason to outsiders

My father, at the time, desperate to save my mother, turned to our tribe's wizard

This wizard didn't want to get involved at first, but after persuasion based on beatings, the wizard eventually agreed to help.

This mage told us about a legend, the legend of a human subspecies, who achieved immortality through the carnage.

This tribe, which later came to be called cold, when they were still simple humans, massacred many humans and had the habit of drinking the blood of those who killed

Later, at some point, the mana of the environment used the essence of the blood contained in their bodies to force them to evolve.

They became better than humans in every way and were even stronger than some offspring, but they were a very small group. And when they tried to attack a tribe of strong descendants to feed, they were all killed

They didn't live long, just long enough to attest to their immortality

They, unlike the vampires told in stories, had no problems with the sun and things like that

They had almost no weakness, but still, they died in the end

My father, when he heard the story, felt conflicted, he didn't want to create a massacre to save his wife, nor would she accept it

So he initially thought about giving up

But the mage, feeling that it was a waste to tell the whole story, only for my father to refuse, told that some powerful mages from descendant tribes had studied this phenomenon in a controlled way.

And they managed to finish the research, thus creating a spell that could create the same event.

But the problem was that this spell was under the protection of these so-called magicians, those who disappeared after the great war

Knowing this information, my father, without saying anything to my mother, began to expand our tribe and hunt these magicians and their knowledge.

Until about 6 months later, he finally found said spell, in a tomb of a certain descendant mage.

My father immediately mobilized the tribe, which could now pass as one state in a number of people, to perform the ritual.

But, not everything happens as we hope

Some people didn't like the idea of ​​the ritual, and worse, some people discovered the origin of the ritual.

These people hatched a plan to stop the ritual, and they managed to

But everything has consequences, my mother, who was going through the ritual, died as a reaction to the forced stop of said ritual

This took my father's wrath

And from that moment on, he became another person, a human who hated humans deeply.

Something I didn't know at the time

After he killed everyone involved in the ritual's forced stop, he started to restructure, and this time, he wanted to do the ritual on himself and me.

But that took a while, and only 1 year later, he finished the preparations.

Well, this time everything worked out, and we went through the ritual

I was 13 at the time, and my dad was in his 30s.

He was a big, muscular man before the ritual, but he became more compact afterward.

After the ritual was over, I felt very different, but what confused me the most at the time was that, unlike my father, I wasn't pale and neither had my heart stopped.

Something I easily learned to mask, forcing my heart to beat too slowly

At that moment, at the moment the ritual ended, the new monarchs of that era were born

The original vampire 'General' and his son, the original blood wolf, the 'Sword'

I knew I was different from my father, but at the time I didn't tell him, I didn't want to be abandoned as I had practically just lost my mother, and that was a psychological wound for me.

The years went by, and my father didn't age, the only difference between the of the past and one of a few years later was the fact that he turned his followers into cold ones like him, besides learning some magic

He also learned about the skills he gained after becoming a cold one, and she was very powerful, he could fully control whoever he wanted, as long as he looked at that person.

I, unlike my father, continued to grow, and as I grew up I also became stronger

My dad didn't understand why, but he never really tried to investigate the reason.

Another difference between me and my dad was that I didn't discover my ability on my vampire part.

At the time, I knew I had an ability too, but I felt it was blocked, and as much as I tried, I couldn't unlock it.

And as the years went by, I also realized how different it was from other cold meats

And after thinking a little about why I concluded that it could only be my mother who was the reason for such a difference.

So I asked my dad for alone time, and then I went after anything about my mom.

And after almost 10 years of searching, I finally found a tomb, a tomb left by my mother for me

In that tomb, I found out who she was, and what I really was. An existence more than rare, unique in the world, a double hybrid after the ritual. A wolf of blood...

She also left a lot of information about magic for me, something that according to her, she would teach me but cannot in the end.

After finding this tomb, I isolated myself from the world, studying everything that is left behind, and if I used the books as a reference, I knew at the time that my talent for magic was incredible.

I didn't know why at the time, of course, I had no memories of my previous life at that time after all

Anyway, after about 10 years in isolation, I had learned all about the magic she left behind, and you may be wondering how I survived 10 years without human blood, and the answer lies in something I learned very early on, I didn't need human blood to keep me active, unlike my father and other cold ones, blood was just like a delicacy for me, it was very good, but I didn't need it to survive

Well, right after the end of 10 years of study, I started the next training

This phase was body training, to achieve the transformation that descendant magicians had

But for me, it was different, as I've never had a wolf form before, so I didn't have to become human-like.

But, I could do something else, using my intelligence and the information I had, I came to the conclusion that I could do the opposite

So I tried it, and after about 2 years, I was able to totally control my transformation.

I could now change into a bipedal wolf form, white fur, and red eyes, with blood-red claws and teeth, bright red veins pulsing in my body, and it felt amazing!

I felt free, after a long time...

After a few more months of training, I could achieve a partial form of this transformation. Similar to Teen Wolf werewolves, but my hair and fur turned white when I was in this form.

My eyes were still red in this form, but unlike my normal human form, the white part also turned blood red, you could even see old veins around each eye, pulsing with dim red light.

So, after more than 20 years away from my father, I came back to him

But when I met him again, everything was very different...