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The Prince of the Ombrae

In the Ombrae, people are whispering: "The King will never return," and the panic rose as the sky was menacing to send their soldiers to ravage the monstrosities living here. Banshees, zombies, vampires, and so many others were ready to leave the world they loved, to return to Earth and hide. When another rumor spread: "The Prince is coming", and in the heart of the damned, for the first time in a very long time, there was hope again. For those who have fallen in disgrace, those who want to be forgotten. It feels so cold in Ombrae. Where are our brothers and sisters, where are our children? It is so calm in Ombrae. Listening to the call of our King and then his son, the Prince, in the darkness we rise. It is so warm in Ombrae.

Dragoslawa · ファンタジー
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139 Chs

Awakening

Before Zuline understood what Jäwell was about to do and possibly emit her concerns, he had transformed the ballroom into pure chaos. In the blink of an eye, windows, walls, and floor were not visible anymore as the shadows were everywhere. It was like swimming in a pool of darkness. She suddenly had issues finding her balance for a moment as if she had lost her bearings. 

Jäwell was in the center of the room, his large and magnificent long wings were spread and gathering all the power in the galaxy present in the ceiling. In the same way he had created Teddy, Jäwell wanted to create a creature from Zarkhaïm's pure energy, a creature who would be as powerful as the universe, a creature that could defeat the gods. 

In the eyes of Zuline, this was a madness she had never seen before. Zarkhaïm would have never played with life in this way and Jäwell was crossing every boundary she may have known.