The birth of a monster

I didn't want to go back to that city where I had so many disappointments. But, I had to check. I had to meet her. My heart asked for it. My curse wouldn't leave me alone

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It all started 2000 years ago in Ancient Greece.

I was a young Warrior who fell madly in love with a girl named Amara. A servant of my family who served her younger sister.

Our passion was incendiary. Her fire mixed with mine made us have nights of unforgettable pleasure. I fell in love, she was my soul mate. we completed each other

We lived our lives to the fullest with animal lovers, we had two children who could not inherit my inheritance because Amara was a servant.

I planned to grow old with her. But, something happened that shattered our expectations.

My sister performed a ritual for an immortality elixir. She invited us to take the elixir, I didn't want immortality and I tried to convince Amara not to.

I wanted us to grow old together and then die like normal people. Unfortunately, my plan was thwarted when Amara took the elixir betraying my will. She then along with my sister and my sister's fiancé tried to force me to drink the elixir.

I couldn't stand such betrayal and ran away taking my two newborn children and disappearing after knocking out all three! They became more powerful with the Elixir, however, they were still just amateurs in combat.

After running away to Carthage, A where my children grew up and I am slowly aging and losing my youth until I reached 40, and darkness began to form in my soul with the lack of my soulmate. I would have killed myself if I hadn't ended up marrying a very beautiful lady of divine origin named Medusa.

I loved her with all my might. she was a deity with shiny dark purple hair and purple eyes that shone with perfection, her body was perfect and with curves that would make the best models drool with envy. Our love was almost as powerful a love like the love I had with Amara and the darkness inside me was almost completely extinguished, but it all ended when Poseidon ended up setting eyes on Medusa and forcing himself on her and Athena cursing her to be a monster

Out of shame or fear of being judged by me, Medusa ran away from me, and once again I was alone as my children had already married and lived their lives.

It was around this time when Amara found me appearing alone in the city of Carthage.

I ended up forgiving Amara when she begged me to accept her once more than my wife. we got together again

Until I turned 60 and found Amara in my bed with Silas. I was furious and Amara tried to apologize by crying and begging my forgiveness. she said that she was raped and that it was all Silas' fault, but I didn't believe it, she already cheated on me once, a second time wasn't a surprise

I walked out of the room when she tried to follow me and kept begging and begging again and again asking for my forgiveness. She swore oaths of love and promises of servitude if I took her back.

I refused, the pain she caused me was so strong that I couldn't even look her in the eye, she was my soulmate and yet she betrayed me.

While I went out on the streets of Carthage running away from being close to her so I wouldn't have to see her traitorous face. she continued to follow me humiliating herself and begging my forgiveness more and more and I got annoyed until I pulled my sword on her. To scare her and send her away.

It was at this moment that I was attacked by an angry Silas and had my head cut off. I could have strayed, even though I was an old man, I was still a warrior, but the pain of Amara's betrayal destroyed me to the point that death was better than living.

I could finally rest in peace. That's what I thought would happen.

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Contrary to my expectations, at that time, I opened my eyes and found that I was alive.

At first, I was in shock wondering why I was still alive. But, I found out I was a baby. I had reincarnated even though at that time, that word didn't exist

at that time it was 480

I was a human born to a coven of witches. just like my first life. I still felt the darkness and pain that missing Amara made me. She was my soulmate whether she wanted it or not, I couldn't sentimentally walk away from her.

So time passed and I aged until I reached 12 years old when I found her. my soul was enlightened. it was her, it was Amara, but at the same time it wasn't

Hatred for her betrayal still burned in me. Even though my soul begged for her, my heart rejected her with all my might. Part of the darkness was gone when I found her. Not all darkness, but, I found out why. The one that wasn't Amara was a copy and as a copy couldn't satisfy my complete desire for her

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Over time, I grew up with her and we both fell in love, meaning the curse of soulmates worked on our fate making us fall in love. It was wild love with me taking out all my hate in my heart on our bedtime

Every time we made love, she wouldn't be able to sit up for a day or two because her sex organs would get inflamed.

She begged me to be more aggressive with her each time causing the times of no-sitting to get longer.

I discovered that in this life of mine I had more physical strength than I should have as a human. That's why she couldn't stand me at the time of love. she could barely stand up after I broke up with her.

Unfortunately for her and me. Our lovemaking sessions had consequences that ranged from me destroying her inner parts by always leaving her holes inflamed and giving her the near impossibility of having children.

But, no matter why, she didn't ask me to stop. There came a time when I realized that she loved the pain she felt having her hole inflamed after the love session.

By some miracle, we managed to have a child even though it was almost impossible. For her to have children at that moment since her inner sexual part was destroyed with the constant inflammation

When we had our son, everything went to hell when a copy of Silas arrived in our village. I realized in the small gestures that she was making fun of him and one day when I got home, I saw the same scene I saw with Amara.

The betrayed one was in bed with Silas' copy. I felt my heart explode again. Everything happened the same way, the excuses, the oaths of servitude.

She begs her, she humiliated herself, she accused Silas' copy of having raped her against her will. Silas copy just apologized and I felt honesty in his apology, he looked regretful

At that moment I was too tired to say anything and the darkness had completely returned to my soul.

I felt the urge to punish them, to kill them, to torture them. But, I held on, I wouldn't kill or torture someone unarmed.

I just turned my back and spoke the following words to Silas' copy

"She's all hers" my words were emotionless and without resentment. the darkness had already taken all my feelings at that moment, I was empty

The traitor fell to the ground crying and screaming as if she had been struck by lightning and her soul had been shattered. She screamed my name and begged me to come back, she cursed Silas' copy to the heavens.

She screamed at me cursing me claiming if she can't stay with me no one would. I felt an ominous wave inside me and my bones started to break. I screamed in pain and heard her screams approaching me and felt her arms wrap around me like she was trying to help me.

I slapped her hands and ran as hard as I could to not get close to her. I wasn't afraid of her or what she might do to me. I just had so much anger and resentment inside me that the darkness couldn't consume to the point that my heart completely denies it.

I pass out during the bone-breaking situation. All I know that happened was that the next time I woke up, I was in a destroyed village and there were many corpses mutilated by something like the teeth of some powerful tool around me.

My body was also full of blood. I at that time found myself with what I call myself a lycan, a type of werewolf that could control its transformation and my bite had the power to turn humans into lycans

The way I learned was the worst possible way with some bodies rising from the dead and transforming into distorted, humanoid wolves that attacked everything around them but me.

After turning into such a beast. I found I was much stronger than I was as a human and so I built a boat and sailed across the sea in search of Greece, for me, I was still in Europe or Africa which was very wrong.

After 5 years of sailing, I arrived in Greece and discovered that Greece had been taken by the Romans. I looked for Poseidon and when I found him I had a battle with him.

The god was no longer as strong as before, apparently, he had been seriously injured in a fight against an archangel who had expelled him from Greece and was recovering along with the Olympians. I managed to torture and kill him by ripping his neck off with my teeth bathing me in his golden blood

The god turned into disappearing golden dust. I then searched all over Greece for Athena and when I found her, I found that she was as injured as Poseidon. she begged me to spare her and offered her body to me. I accepted because I wanted her to suffer what Medusa suffered.

so I was as cruel as possible to her,

Destroying her to the point where she completely broke down into nothing more than an empty shell that obeyed me like a dog following its master's every step.

When I realized that she had broken I decided to end her suffering as well by ripping her throat out with my teeth, once again bathing me in divine blood.

After I completed my revenge, I traveled across Europe looking for ways to rid myself of the curse and darkness within me.

I soon arrived in the British Isles when I found something interesting. I found a king who was a queen dressed as a man. a queen who wielded a magic blade that made me shiver.

The queen's magic blade was called Excalibur. A blade is so powerful that it had the destruction effect on its blows comparable if not greater than the atomic bombs of the current era.

I took my kingdom by force so that I could become the queen's enemy and she could end my pitiful existence and the darkness that was plaguing me, as having bathed in the blood of gods made me very difficult to kill. In the meantime, I found another person who bathed in the blood of the gods and became as hard to kill as I was.

Her name was Scáthach, a woman who had the same desire for high destruction as I did. she was beautiful with shiny dark purple hair and red eyes that glowed brightly like the red moon that sometimes shone in the sky. Her body was so beautiful with curves so perfect it would make the gods gape.

The god slayer taught me how to use a spear, and for the first time since the re-channeling, I was able to find someone who would support me in bed. Well, not that much, she also got her sex organ inflamed after love, but the effect of her having bathed in the blood of the gods was regeneration.

She could regenerate from any damage, just like Amara, My sister, and Silas. Unlike my ability, I gained from bathing in the blood of the gods. For me, it was durability. My skin was like Achilles

Blades and any kind of weapons couldn't hurt my skin which was immune to almost every kind of damage.

Scáthach and I got married and lived happily in a wild love. she and I became friends with the queen dressed as a man and even had a few threesomes. the queen on her first time with me ended up having uterine damage and became unable to bear children for which she thanked me as eventually she would be discovered as a woman and forced to marry and have children to inherit the throne.

With her uterus deified, she wouldn't have that problem and therefore, she made her sheath, Avalon which could heal any of her wounds, to prevent her from healing her uterus.

We live a fun life, just lessening the strength of the darkness inside me

Unfortunately, darkness took hold of me and I ended up becoming a monster that devours everything around me, Fenrir the devoured of worlds. To stop me from destroying everything. The queen and my wife used their weapons to stop me.

Excalibur cast a beam of light in my direction and easily pierced my fortified skin destroying my heart and killing me.

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I thought it was finally over and once again I was wrong. I woke up in year 9 as a member of a family named Mikaelson, I was the youngest child and was loved.

Unfortunately, another copy of Amara was there. Her name was Tatia, but as I was a child. She wouldn't pay me any attention, all I had to do was ignore her and pretend the darkness inside me didn't exist.

that's what I tried, but I was wrong. The woman started harassing me, I a child under 12 was in a sexual relationship with an adult woman.

She was also playing with my brothers and so I tried to let go of her, I didn't want to be near her. darkness began to increase and I wanted to kill my brothers and keep her all to myself.

Even if I had to cut off both her legs and both her arms. She would have to be mine. That's what the darkness said and for that, I had to find a way to end my life once and for all before the darkness took over again.

So one day I called my older brother Nik to go see the wolves transform, Nik was the closest to me after Rebekah who was always my sister's love whom she and I loved the most. we were very attached

Despite being human in this lifetime, I still had some of the wolf's traces in me. So I knew Nik wouldn't be attacked by the wolves and so at the full moon we left as planned. the wolves killed me

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I once again thought that was the end, but I was wrong again when I woke up as the son of King Dracul of Romania. At birth, I was handed over to the Ottomans where I was abused by every possible means.

until I finally ended up meeting a vampire who gave me his blood and turned me

I accepted the darkness as a part of me and the vampirism that was made of extremely dark magic compatible with the darkness that was within me merged with my darkness and became something else. I was no longer a mere vampire.

I changed into something else, something more powerful than a vampire, yet very much like a vampire. I became a beast that devours everything in its place, I became Dracula the devil that burns the world.

My emotions were turned off by the merging of darkness with vampirism

I destroyed my saddle and killed everyone who did me harm and returned to my home in Romania. I killed my father who sold me to the Ottomans and took control of my rightfully inherited kingdom

I ruled my kingdom with an iron fist like a tyrant until I arrived in 1473 when my curse activated again bringing me back my feelings and making it clear that I would once again meet a new copy of my soulmate.

Only this time, this would be a one-way adventure with a hurt bigger than anything I've ever felt and a love that surpassed that of my soulmate and my other loves.

I would meet Katherine Petrova for the first time in a few years for the first time and thus, an epic love story would be born of which I would deeply regret and also be wonderfully proud of.

But, that's a story for another time.

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I beam the diary and sighed as I opened the car door

"mystic falls, huh? I haven't been here for a while, what kind of displeasure and hurt will this place give me?" I said as I got out of the car and threw the diary into the car, in front of me was Dracul's mansion

The mansion where my descendants die to this day. when I took them out of Romania when Van Hellsing attacked me and Mina Harker, one of the few vampires I made, killed me. They locate my reincarnation and move in next to me

"Dad!" A woman screamed and a blur appeared in front of me and hugged me "you're back"

"Yes Nadia I'm back!"

"Dad, when do I meet to see my mother?"

I couldn't answer, the mages Katherine caused me are still here