Epilogue 1: Trial of Heirs

The world was dark, empty and void to him–a meaningless passage of time, right until the very first glimpse of light seeped inside of his abode. He didn't realize that he had been stuck in a cave all this time, didn't even know what a cave was supposed to be and more than that?

He didn't find any inclination to move until it appeared like some dream.

It was the light of the moon, so calm and yet so bright at the same time.

He walked out and saw the sky for the first time.

And it was there that he understood his being and nature

-- Unknown Records, Lost Pages from Daughter of Solomon, House Morganne

"The Trial of Heirs will require a member of each House to participate—an old ritual, an old game to please the Progenitor of our kind. The victor wins a vial of blood from none other than the Progenitor himself if you succeed through the tests."

"Progenitor?" Cassius Blackwell crossed his arms and smirked. "You mean to say that there's someone older than you, old hag?"