CHAPTER 1

Year 2075, a collosal explosion shook the Earth to it's core. Tiny fragmented rocks floated in the place where the beautiful green planet once stood. But as if, the Gods regrets losing such a gem. Like the most complicated puzzle, piece by piece the planet pierced itself together and became the lovely sphere that it once was.

Present Year 2080

The bustling crowd engaged in endless chatter as they watch the sky dances in different hues. The dancing lights that should have been uncommon has become the monthly spectacle of the people in City A. Beautiful transparent like creatures sang beautiful melodies. Their ethereal voice is like the call from the heavens that leaves everyone mesmerized. But without anyone noticing, a thin line made of silver thread is sucking the life force of every single person in the venue.

Five years ago, the whole world woke up from what they think as the longest sleep they had. The only thing they remembered was falling down and then there was none. As the dew drops fell, the world they've woken up is the same as usual. The weird thing is, majority of the people found themselves asleep on the middle of the streets, on their cars, offices, and even on the middle of the fields. The world resume it's normal pace treating the mysterious event as a mystery that cannot be explained. Not until one day, a 17 year old boy grew a dragonfly wings in the middle of the subway. Fear and awe filled the people present. Due to shock the teenage boy fainted. And like a fuse, many people started evolving into something unexpected. But as cliche as it seems, the evolution also heightened human greed. Greed in humans is a common thing, and with a new awakened ability, it became more worst day by day. The strong preyed on the weak, and unawakened humans became the most basic commodity.

Within five years the ecosystem undergoes  drastic changes. Food become scarce, and chaos reign in every corner. The unawakened population also dropped visibly in huge degree.This made the people frantic and fill them with dread. They are powerless and can only be serve as food for the night hunters. In this crucial times the Church that have been dormant for the last 3 years, opened it's gates and started helping the unawakened. They've built cities with gigantic walls enchanted with prayers. And with this, they started rescuing awakened and unawakened individuals. But the scope of the Churches is not that vast, they can only rescue people within 100 miles distance every day. The Head Priest is not willing to expand the operations, for it will give greater risk to them. The Eques Lucis, is the greatest ace they have. But it only consisted of 50 awakened Priests with dual abilities. Losing one of them is like breaking one of the Church's spine.

But without a doubt the presence of the Eques Lucis brings peace temporarily on the surface.

Applause filled the area, as the singing nymphs bid their goodbyes bringing along them the dancing lights of aurora as it slowly disappears in the sky. One by one the people fell down on their knees like a candle melting in heat. On their faces shows a look of tiredness and satiation like a devotee being liberated. A truly creepy sight.

In the corner of a dark alley, not far from those people stood a hooded young man. His eyes are glowing as he stare at them without blinking, showing an unfathomable interest.

Cold wind blows, carrying itself a raunchy smell of rotten flesh. The young man closes his eyes and disappeared. In his stead, dilapidated buildings and countless corpse with crawling maggots appeared.

Sperare Sanctuary

"No survivors were found in A City Head Priest." A cold voice dropped the dreadful news in front of the Church Head.

"We could not make it there in time. The bodies found had been dead for  three days."

"We suspect that the creatures involved in this mass killings are the Faes. The bodies found have been devoid of neither yang and yin energy"

The gloomy expression of the Head Priest distorted into anger.

"Those abomination! The heavens won't leave them unpunished!" Assemble your team, it's time you paid them a little visit."

The tall man in cassock bowed and turned to leave.

Caius Lucis the Head of the aces of the Church. He is known for being taciturn and is extremely cold blooded. He have a pair of golden eyes, with sword like eyebrows, and a tall stature. Without a doubt he can be called dashing and handsome. The long black robe adorned his physique perfectly. 

At the door stood his second-in command, Sebastian Averill. Anger, despair and the eagerness for vengeance can be seen in his obsidian eyes.

"Assemble Deca and Tria we're heading out tonight." Caius stared at his deputy's bloodshot eyes.

Sebastian nodded and headed out first. He hurriedly called the two units of Eques Lucis and told them to prepare for moving out. Each Unit consist of 5 members and Deca and Tria is the unit of Caius and Sebastian respectively. In this expedition, only ten of them will be facing a hundreds of Faes. Each member is well aware of the dangers they may face, but not a shadow of fear can be seen in their eyes. Seeing this, the deputy smiled and the haze of anger in his eyes cleared a little.

A moment later, three armored military hummers departed from the sanctuary.

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A young man walked in the empty corridor of an abandoned palace. Every steps he makes made an endless echo on the long and dark halls. His long white hair sways as the wind from the broken windows blows. The serenity of the place was broken by hurried footsteps that can be heard outside the palace walls, followed by deafening screams. A hint of disappointment appeared in the young man's silver eyes.

"All I wanted is silence. But here you are, tainting my ears with such ugly noise."

The beast feasting on the poor human turned his head and his eyes dilated in unknown fear. He sees a handsome young man with a streak of blood on his fair skin holding his very own Blood core.

Meeting The creature's eyes, The young man smiled.

"Since you disturb my rest, would you mind screaming for me?"

An awakened werewolf is just like any other human when their blood core is removed. They may not die instantly, but pain like having one's soul forcefully pulled are worst than death itself. The beast howls in anguish as the unbearable pain engulfed it's whole being. The young man watched in earnest, amusement dancing in his silvery eyes.

"Ah."

The handsome young man looked despondently at the corpse lying beneath his feet. And like a broken illusion, his appearance made drastic changes. The silver eyed and long-white haired youth became a tall teenage boy with short black hair,and skin riddled with countless scars. A curse bestowed by the heaven unto the fallen angel Bezaliel who is rumored to be so beautiful than the fallen Angel Lucifer himself.

The heaven's will is truly intolerant towards such celestial beings.

Bezaliel looks at his scarred body and a rarely seen shadow of helplessness surfaced in his black eyes.

Serpentine lines appeared on the surface of his skin which hardened and covered his marred body.

Like a dying wisp in the middle of the night, He disappeared.

Author's Note

I'm still an amateurish writer so please do give me guidance and feel free to critic my story.