Blood And Roses
Maltreated and sold off to the slave establishment, what more could life, and the kingdom of Osteria offer?. Well...it could offer being bought by the king. The living destruction, a demon in disguise. A man that finds pleasure in bloodshed, owned the souls of those that fell victim, slitting throats like there were apples. What more could her creator offer?
“I don't belong here, please let me go!” she pleaded. Why wasn't he listening? she was a nobody.
"Oh, how sweet of you lollipop, seems to me you've forgotten"
"Forgotten what?" She asked tersely with a questioning frown whilst staring at him in the shadow he stood, the faint glimmer of light from the sun shining on his face, and the mischievous glint in his bright metallic eyes, a combination which made him looked no less than the devil he was.
"You were born to ruin me lollipop, you don't realize that, do you?"
Throughout eons, the spiritual power of both the earth and the underworld gave birth to chaos. Sent under the aegis of the Redgrave, an elite group of officials that guided the throne.
His power grew at an unstoppable rate. The divine and demonic being absorb power from the weaker creatures with only a touch. Making him no less hungry and thirsty for blood, an unbridled passion to cause bedlam.
Ascending the throne, he came to find out an immortal with hate for the crown and he that wears it eluded the blood feud—which he created— between the Vampires, daemons, lupines, witches, and the being, prophesied to end his reign.
King Artrell Lucian Redgrave vows to stop at nothing until he brings this 'immortal' down. A task difficult for any creature.
An end to the chaos,
A touch of death......
Wendy_Mo · Fantasy
