In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth. Now the earth was without form and void; and great darkness was upon the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God hovered over the surface of the waters. The Holy Spirit watched the earth with great emotion. Oh how long it had been!
It had been a century since the destruction of earth. Finally the Spirit of the Ruler came down upon it and rebirthed it; He returned to the land forlorn and rebuilt it. Like an architect visiting a once grand design the Spirit of the Lord sighed in sadness at the souls that had been lost. Those beings that had been created from His reflection had given up their place for a path that wasn't meant for them. He may have judged them justly, but His heart still ached at the thought of all who had been lost - especially the one who led it all.He gave it light in the form of the sun and moon and created everything in it. Once he was done he sighed in pity. For he could sense the auras of those that survived. Yet He let them be, for His nature wouldn’t allow Him to destroy that which He loved. Rather He focused on the new. He created man and woman and made them lord over Eden – a sacred garden of Vitality and Healing. And he left Raphael to tend to them. He called the man Adam and the woman Eve.The years flashed past. Soon a few days became years, and years became centuries. Adam and Eve lived in peace until Lucifer deceived them. And God’s heart was broken again. Raphael felt the guilt of their sin, for he was meant to protect them from Lucifer, yet he failed. In rage he fought Lucifer and inflicted a grave wound on the fallen angel. Lucifer’s blood was still filled with the life of an angel, and it birthed a small plant that bore a red fruit after many decades.Legends say that the fruit was consumed, and the one who consumed it was transformed. Her transformation was unclear, but it is said that she was the mother of all monsters. And it was from her that this legend was born – the Legend of the New Moon.Kylie’s eyes caressed the last page of the book she was reading with much love. She desperately sought another page, but there was no more. This book had kept her company for the past few hours. It's thick pages had become all her fingers could recognise during this brief period. Alas, all good things were meant to come to an end one day. In this case, in a few hours; for she had read a book of almost 400 pages in less than two hours!“Oh no! I am almost late for class!” Kylie exclaimed once her eyes fell on to the large wall clock in her room. Her room was a typical student’s room. There were two beds, with each one at the sides of the room. Hanging over the walls were posters and notice boards that held the daily goals of Kylie and her roommate who was home right now.Kylie’s side of the wall was much different from her roommates. On her roommate’s wall were several posters of good looking male movie stars and a few newspaper articles detailing the earliest successes of these stars. Kylie’s section on the other hand, was littered with notes about mythical creatures and information about these creatures and reported sightings of them.“I have to get ready,” Kylie sighed regretfully as she closed the book she had just finished reading which was titled, “Origins and the Curse of the New Moon: Volume 1.” She threw off the huge blanket she had been wrapped in and jumped off her bed. She brushed her long, wavy hair off her face as her eyes trailed her closet for something decent to wear. Soon she picked something out. Kylie opted for a white blouse and a pair of blue denim trousers. She changed quickly and gazed into the mirror to see if there was anything amiss. The blouse complemented her ebony complexion generously and its straps hugged her delicate shoulders, revealing her collar bones in all their glory.Her jeans weren’t made to fit the skin and impress on flesh, but Kylie’s broad hips and prominent figure meant that even what was meant to be loose wasn’t. Her beautiful brown eyes could steal the soul of any who gazed into them, and her dark red lips were like age old wine only made sweeter by the blessing of time.“All done,” Kylie was pleased with what she saw. She was too late to apply any makeup so she only applied a lip balm. Then she picked up the book she was reading and placed it in her bag.“I have to ask Davies for the next volume,” Kylie reminded herself. She wasn’t a big fan of lectures. If she had her way she would rather be confined in the walls of the books she read. She would rather follow the adventures of the archangels and see how everything unfolded in the story she was reading, instead of having to face Professor Dewsbury for another long lecture. Sadly, what she loved were just stories. Making sure she passed Professor Dewsbury’s Cell Biology class was reality. That was the reality of being a Medical Student. And she had come too far to fail now; for she was a 3rd year Medical Student.Kylie rushed out of her room and headed straight for the School of Medicine. Because she was running late, she had to jog the entire way. Although the department wasn’t that far from her hostel, it was still a fair distance away; and even jogging, it took Kylie 12 minutes to get there. Yet she wasn’t tired or sweaty. It was a strange thing about herself she had grown used to. For since she was a child, she always excelled when it came to physical activities. She never trained or tested herself past her limits, but she was much better than her peers. However, even with her impressive pace, she wasn’t able to avoid the fate of being late.“You’re late again”Kylie had another dream. Well, at this point, she spent more time dreaming than she did staying awake; however, this dream was familiar. It was an image she had seen before and one that she did not miss. She did not think she would see this again, but here she was once again, her spirit stranded on this worn-down planet. The red sun in the sky bore down on her and transmitted great heat, for although this was a dream, Kylie could feel the burning fire of the sun. The Legacy candidate of the Lion King tribe tore her eyes away from the sun and cast her eyes to the only figure present on this planet. Unlike her meet dream of this place, there were no enemies today. And unlike the first time, the protagonist of this dream was staring at her.A figure that seemed familiar yet eerily unfamiliar. It was as though she was holding a dystopian mirror before herself, for the person Kylie was looking at was an alternate image of herself. Same face, same figure, same complexion, and the same heigh
“What...is...that?” Razor asked with widened eyes. His arms which held Philip trembled strongly as his transformed skin failed to cope with the scorching heat now present in the hall. Yet even though his fur sizzled and burned, Razor could feel nothing. All that went through his mind was the shock of seeing Kylie in this new form.“Did you know about this?” Jack turned to Davis and asked. “No. Of course not. This is my first time seeing something like this” Davies replied.Both men were stunned by what they were seeing. Jack was using his spear to absorb the heat that threatened to reduce him to ash, for his spear’s origin was related to a creature that loved flames. As for Davies, he was using Jack as a shield by standing as close to him as possible. His response to Jack was not marred with lies, for he indeed had no idea what was going on. He had never seen Kylie in this form before, neither had he seen her radiating so much fury. No...wait. He had seen her show this much anger be
“Those eyes that were formerly lost, are now filled with conviction. They have figured it out.” Bloodlust muttered to herself silently, the pretentious crazed look she had mustered fading into nothingness. Her eyes still held her rage and her quivering from the loss of her brother did not cease, but her hidden wisdom had been pushed to the surface. This change was easy to discern. After all, it was easy to tell when an opponent had suddenly turned cautious.“Don’t worry about her ability to regenerate!” Kylie screamed, not telling the others that Davies held the key to defeating this monster; such a decision would cost them their element of surprise.Unfortunately for Kylie, Bloodlust was keen and sharp. She was unlike her brother. The moment she saw Kylie and Davies exchanging looks and noticed that his demeanour had grown emboldened, she was confident that the two were plotting something. She didn’t know how they had communicated without saying a word, but she would be arrogant to d
Kylie frowned as she watched Bloodlust rapidly approaching. Razor was engaged with the Blood Daemon, keeping her at bay with his powerful blows and tearing her apart with the blades that adorned his arm. Unfortunately, his victim could be so careless with her actions and her attacks. Her swift attacks and careless nature made it difficult for Razor to be as brazen as he usually was, affecting his fighting style. Thankfully, Razor was not alone. Jack was there as well.As someone who had trained more as a marital artist than as a beastman, Jack was more suited to a battle like this. In a battle that required more caution than brazen obliteration of the enemy, Jack was a better fit. Phillip had also crawled out of the wall he had been struck into. While he was not as strong as Razor or as skilled as Jack, he too was used to a more reserved fighting style due to the fact that he had been fighting against opponents stronger than he was for the past few weeks of training prior to the missi
Dark Shadows’ eyes fluttered close as she embraced death. She didn’t think she would die like this but alas, when did she become the decider of her fate? Her greatest delusion had been to underestimate the beastmen because they were young. If she had taken them seriously from the start and actually drawn up a strategy to handle them, even if she had lost, she would have taken half of the team with her. It was unfortunate for the one who ruled these parts to come to this realization while standing on death’s door; however, her death was not filled with only regret.Yes, she had failed to lead properly and caused Slender and Muscles’ death by sending them after opponents who were much too ready for them. Yes, her foolishness and carelessness had led to the death of Breaker, meaning that even if she had survived, the Blood Daemon family would have killed her for her error. And yes, she had brought Bloodlust to tears and broken the spirit of the once reserved girl. These were all things s
For as long as she could remember, she and her brother had been together. From the moment of their birth to the time the family decided that they should go on their pilgrimage, they had been together. That was the life she had grown accustomed to. Her brother’s presence had become a part of her. He was an extension of her image, a mirror that reflected the part of herself that was always suppressed. Her strict nature and bridled character could be maintained because he was free for both of them. Hs carelessness and free spirit made up for her lack of either one thereof, making it easier to reach the level she had reached.Daemons were special. Each one was highly valued, and the Daemon families were powerful in their own right. Much like the Beastmen’s influential tribes, Daemons were the influential families of the Undead, and their elders came from these families. From Speed Daemons to Rage Daemons and Blood Daemons, Daemons were a force to be reckoned with; a force that not even th