Emily POV
We arrived at the temple gates, and a shadow tried to attack us. What happened before then surprised me. I held, and I felt this course of energy flow inside my bloodstream, and it changed from deep night black to grey. The shadow bowed down before it dissipated into the air.
Before we could even go inside the temple we were surrounded by these mysterious creatures or people but when Lucien heard the woman’s voice his hand which was holding me flinched. He was nearly crushing my bones with his grip. “Priestess Azara! What are you doing here? Didn’t we destroy you a long time ago? Well, I would be even happier to kill you over and over” he said looking at the woman who had stepped outside the shadows now being illuminated by the moonlight. She wore a black cloak and her subordinates were covering their faces. She had the most terrifying face I have ever come across. She had black hair and her face was adorned with jewels and it was tatooed. “Lucien Valois we meet again .You see I have you to thank for all of this” she said displaying her magic by throwing Kiran with a gust of wind inside the temple. “You see, you just made me get more power the time you killed me. Thank you for that Lucien” she said and I saw her look in my direction. Just her stare made my stomach knot and that weerly smile was getting me goosebumps. Seeing that she was looking at me Lucien stood in front of me blocking her line of sight. “Wow, what a wonderful surprise. You have found the Destiny child. The name is Emily right?”, she asked and broke into an evil chuckle, “Well the Destiny child is the end of all worlds so it either you willingly join my cult and I promise you that I will give you the power you need besides these creatures are always trying to kill our kind” she said and looked at me. “Am not going anywhere with you and we are not the same” I retorted whilst holding tightly onto Lucien. “Stubborn, I like it. Well, the options are clear either you willingly join my cult or you are sacrificed when the blood moon rises since the Destiny child is already chaos in this world” She smirked and looked at Tharros. “Oh, your majesty I did not recognise you.What made the estimed Dragon King come out of his hiding mountains.Was it this Destiny child, well this aint your fight so I hope you will choose wisely since you are the ‘So called wise’.You better bring those hideous wings of yours and fly back to your hiding place in the mountains” she said . “Azara you still are full of yourself as always. But don’t forget that light always overrules darkness” he retorted back not giving in to her commands. “Then you seem determined to fight today. I also want to see what skills this old dragon has” she said and looked at us once again. “Go inside and bring me the Moon Armulet” she commanded to one terrifying subordinate of hers who went inside the temple. We heard a fight inside the temple and finally, Kiran was thrown out of it. One thing was sure trying to fight this group head-on was not the best thing, we had to escape as soon as we could. “Oh I forgot one more thing we are stronger than we have been before so I hope you will value those bones of yours because we might break all of them” she laughed. Tharros then reached for his pockets brought out a small bottle and smashed out on the ground and the whole place was filled with dark smoke. We took advantage of the smoke and tried to escape but we were long surrounded. The cult had set several traps in the way one of them being a strong barrier surrounding the temple. We ran towards the temple. “Find them and don’t kill the girl she is mine” I heard the evil priestess call out behind us. I watched as Tharros and Lucien fought some of the members of the evil priestess cult. Blood was being spilled and the scene was gruesome. I have been afraid of watching blood and this scene made me sick and I felt myself losing control of myself. The moon was now shining on top of me and I started feeling energy flowing inside me and every member whoever tried to come and capture me, they were hit by a boltof white light and turned into dust. “Wow that is great power I say you have their destiny child,” the evil Priestess said and started chanting this spell which was making my head ache. The moment she was chanting I felt the whole place I was standing turning around and I was dizzy and I passed out. What I remember happened was that Azara said “The Blood Moon will rise, and the child of the moon will be destroyed….The world had grown too quiet.A stillness hung over the battlefield like the breath before a scream. Blood clung to the cracked ground, soaking into the soil like an offering. Kiran stirred first, coughing as he pushed himself upright, dirt and ash clinging to his armor. His chest heaved, eyes darting across the scarred terrain, searching desperate.“Emily…” he whispered, the name a prayer on his tongue.Beside him, Lucien groaned, wincing as he sat up, one hand clutching his ribs. His skin was torn, his armor dented, but his eyes were sharp, already scanning the battlefield. The entrance to the First Moon now stood sealed a smooth, glowing barrier of lunar energy that pulsed like a heartbeat. Untouchable. Impenetrable.“She’s gone,” Lucien said, voice grim.“No,” Kiran growled, stumbling to his feet. “She’s not gone. She’s inside. And we have to get her out.”Lucien approached the barrier, reaching out to it, but the second his hand got close, it burned fierce and final. “This magic
The silence here was unlike anything I had ever known. It wasn’t empty it pulsed, like a heartbeat echoing through eternity. The First Moon wasn’t a place so much as it was a feeling timeless, ethereal, suspended between what was and what could still be.I took another step forward, the soft moss beneath my feet glowing faintly with every movement. Everything shimmered in silver hues, as if the world had been dusted with starlight. I could feel the power humming beneath my skin old, ancient, and yet somehow familiar.This place was alive.It remembered.Whispers flitted around me, soft voices carried by the wind memories, perhaps, or remnants of those who had once stood where I was now. The Moon Children. My predecessors. Or maybe... fragments of myself.Then I saw her.At first, I thought it was just another illusion. But as she stepped from the shadows of the silver trees, I felt it a shift, deep and resonant, like the moon itself was holding its breath.She was radiant.A woman dre
Pain came first.A burning, searing fire that spread from my side and radiated through every bone, every nerve, every memory. Then came the cold sharp and sudden, crawling over my skin like frostbite from within. I could feel my blood soaking into the earth beneath me, warm and sticky. My hands trembled as I tried to press against the wound, but the pressure only made it worse.I’d been stabbed. But not just by any enemy by someone I trusted.The world spun. Distantly, I heard Kiran's roar echoing through the battlefield, followed by the distinct crack of bone and snarl of Kaelos unleashed. Lucien's voice called my name, hoarse and panicked, but it was all muffled, like I was underwater.They were fighting. Still fighting. Because I couldn’t.My vision blurred, and above me, Lena loomed like a shadow carved from spite. Her inhuman form shimmered no longer bound by flesh, but something twisted and ancient. The power of the Ancient Ones pulsed within her veins now, and her eyes burned w
The journey to the ruins of the First Moon was unlike anything we had faced before. The land we crossed was haunted by the echoes of a world that had long since forgotten peace. Trees bled sap as dark as ink, whispering curses through rustling leaves. Rivers ran backward. And the moon, once a beacon of guidance for my kind, now hung fractured in the sky watching me like a broken eye.Kiran walked at my left, his expression unreadable, jaw clenched and knuckles white as he gripped the hilt of his blade. Lucien was to my right, every step he took silent, his vampire senses constantly scanning for danger. And somewhere between the two of them, I was trying to hold myself together.Azrael’s warning still rang in my ears: “Only by reaching the First Moon will you understand who you truly are.”But with each mile we traveled, the burden of destiny grew heavier. I wasn't just the Child of the Moon anymore. I was the Gate. The key to everything. The destruction. The rebirth. I wasn’t even sur
“I’ve waited centuries for you, Emily.”Azrael’s words echoed in my skull like a chime struck too hard. The battlefield had quieted, if only for a breath, but the chaos still clung to the air like smoke. Behind me, the wind carried the screams of corrupted supernaturals. In front of me stood the one man the Void Monarch seemed to fear and somehow, he knew me.“What do you mean?” I asked, voice shaking, heart pounding. “Why me?”Azrael didn’t blink. “Because you are the last Gatekeeper… and the only one who can awaken the First Moon.”Silence.The kind of silence that makes the world tilt, like something ancient and terrifying just rolled over in its sleep.“The First Moon is a place,” he continued, “a realm lost in the folds of time. It is where the Lunar Order began. Where the gods first touched the earth and gifted power to mortals.”I felt the weight of it before I could even process it I had to find it. Whatever the First Moon held, it was the only way to stop the Ancient Ones.“I
The earth cracked beneath my feet.Not just a tremor or a shake but a deep, violent splitting that roared like the end of the world. I stumbled back as the sky bled shadows, and something ancient began to rise from the shattered crust of the Forgotten Realm.At first, it was only a whisper.Then came the screaming.Clawed hands, pale and rotting, broke free from the soil. Bodies grotesque and inhuman began to crawl out of the abyss. Not demons. Not vampires. Not anything I’d ever seen before. These things were older. Wrong. Their very presence made the air turn sour and thick with decay.The Void Monarch… he stepped back.For the first time, real fear crossed his face.“No,” he hissed. “They were supposed to sleep forever.”“What are they?” I breathed, the dagger trembling in my grip again, its edge now glowing silver-hot in my hands.He didn’t answer. Not right away. Because the answer was walking toward us.Towering, faceless figures with too many limbs, bones that clicked out of pla