Grandeur

 "Bow to your King!"

"Bow…!"

"...King!"

Words of enormous shock resonated and repeated themselves across the ears and minds of the many Vampyres spread out across the Starry Blood Cluster as an aura of immensity that the Vampyres had not felt in many years erupted out fully from the largest chair at the center.

In the middle of the circle of thrones, Old Man Inuit glanced at the forces of Vampyres around them and then at the being who was releasing waves of bloody essence, shaking his head with a smile as what he was seeing was greater than any of the predictions and probabilities he foresaw!

His old eyes looked at the being releasing the waves of power atop the throne as he thought about how it had only been a matter of months since this being began embarking on his journey for power.