In a world where magic is an abomination and those who practice it are been hunted down and killed, the most powerful sorcerers came together to find a way to preserve their race, and came up with the idea of creating ruthless beasts driven by blood rage and taste for blood called rapax just to protect themselves. And thus the first lycan was created
Lihat lebih banyakAgnes POV
I ran profusely through the woods as though my life depended on it, it kinda did, given that i was been chased down by soldiers with swords and wolves, i ran as fast as my legs could carry me but my legs couldn’t take me far enough as i kept tripping, falling and getting up again, what made it even worse was that i was carrying a basket with a child in it, my newborn child, the guards didn’t relent as they used the wolves to their full disposal sniffing down their target.“By order of the one true king, ruler of all English empire, king Crowell, I order you to turn yourself in” one of the guards said in a loud voice which echoed through the empty woods. They guards seemed to have lost their tracks for a while and wanted to use threats to snuff their target out.Meanwhile, after running for so long, I took refugee under a tree which opening looked like that of a cave, but as I attempted to use stealth and stay alive, before me was another problem, a more disturbing one at most, a very poisonous snake crawled it’s way under the tree, curling and weaving slowing toward me and my child,I kept on leaning backwards with the basket until there was no more space, trying to avoid the snake hoping it will eventually leave, I stared straight into the eyes of the serpent with out blinking“Praecipio tibi... Praecipio tibi...” I said in a slow voice trying to charm the serpent, but it seemed like the reptile became furious with my attempts to enchant him, the serpent hissed angrily and even attempted to strike me twice but i managed to move out of the serpents line of attack, but the serpent third attempt almost hit my child in the basket, just a whisker away from the baby’s leg, this made my baby cry out and drawing attention towards us, but the serpent won’t just go away, it curls 360 degrees to face his preys once again but this time he bolsters his body sucking more poison to his head as he prepared to land his final fatal blow“ardeat in cinerem, creatura tenebrarum” i said with an intense look on my face, cursing him, my eyes turned from baby blue to golden brown as i cast the spell and out of nowhere excruciating hot flames burned through the serpent skin thoroughly until it laid there dead with hot steamed vapor torn through his ablazed skin.But the out cry of the child already gave us away and we had to move because the guards were on our tail once again“Over here !!!” One of the guards shouted. As he led the rest of the guards to right pathI took a deep breath and pick the basket up taking to my heels again hastily accelerating through the woods as the wolves perambulated the woods in search of us, the were getting closer and I could feel it. I turned towards the direction which i heard the wolves howling from.“dii celi ... deus celi protege servum tuum et seduce inimicos meos” I spoke calmly while stretching my hands towards the direction of the wolves. It wasn’t long until the woods was filled with Mountain Dew and fog which made the woods cloudy and made the wolves halt for a while as they could not continue to trace me with the deception i had just pulled off.The wolves howled and halted, it seemed they were a bit confused and had lost their way, the guards struggled to keep the wolves under their control,“ Bloody witches with stupid tricks up their sleeves” One of the guards complainedBut one of the wolves has sniffed his way into seeing a piece of cloth covered in blood lying on top of a twig, the wolf gnashed his teeth as he sniffed the piece of cloth continuously and barked even more aggressively before dash forward and pulling the guard which was holding his chains.“Over here!!!” the guard shouted. The other guards followed his leadI met a dead end seeing the deep dark sea ahead of me, i pouted as i saw that the guards were closing in on me and i had to make a hard choice. I placed the basket of the river banks while weeping profusely, she rips out her necklace which had an acronym “A” and placed it in the basket then, I took a few steps backward and stretched out my hands“Antiquum, dii maris, finis meus prope est, sed hunc puerum crudeli morte me similem ne desere, da ei bonam vitam ab omni LICENTIA.”I chanted fiercely with her hands stretched out, I needed this spell to work flawlessly my child’s life depended on it, at first it seemed like the effort I was putting in was not enough, with tears in my eyes, I tried to concentrate, I knew this was the only way, the wind blew across the woods intensely carrying dead leaves from trees and tree branches, the wind blew in a circular like motion, once again my eyes changed colors from blue to gold but this time it lasted a while longer, the basket began to float on water like a well constructed canon but with super engines as it swiftly went out sight in less than no time, this spell weakened me so muchI fell to her knees weakened by the spell i had just casted, still in tears drowned in sorrow and agony just then the guards caught up to her and surrounded her with the wolvesMy first instinct was to fight back cause I knew I wouldn’t make it out alive but one of the guards spoke out“By order of King Crowell, you are under arrest on accusations of witchcraft and sorcery, you will have to follow us to the kings castle, where you will be under trial, resist and we will be forced to kill you on this spot” One of the senior guards spoke out as his men approached her with caution.I was buying his propaganda of a trial, I tried getting up to my feet but it was too lateAs soon as they got close enough, i was struck down with a wooden like pole aimed straight at the back of my head, an attempt to incapacitate me which worked so fine as i slumped to the ground with my blood drizzling all over her white cloth. I was chained and dragged, i kept falling all over the place, i was almost unconscious and had no idea what was going on around me.“ Your magic is of no use now innit?” One of the guards mocked me before whipping me with the lash he had under his belt. I fell to my feet once again sobbing softly“Cmon don’t be pale now, conjure a dinosaur to come save you” another guard said as they all laughed.Amidst the flickering candlelight in her grand chamber, Constantine stood before a gathering of her fellow witches. The room was charged with an atmosphere of palpable tension, and the air seemed to thicken as she began to speak."Witches of our coven," Constantine's voice rang out, commanding the attention of all who were present. Her eyes, gleaming with a newfound darkness, surveyed the assembly. "As your Supreme Sorcerer, I stand before you with grave news. A prophecy, one of ancient origins, threatens our existence."Murmurs of concern rippled through the crowd. Witches exchanged worried glances, the weight of Constantine's words settling upon their shoulders.Constantine continued, her tone unwavering. "This prophecy speaks of an abomination, born of an unnatural union, that will bring an end to all we hold dear. It must not come to pass."Eyes darted among the gathered witches, understanding the gravity of the situation. The fate of their coven hung in the balance."To ensure ou
Constantine, consumed by paranoia, paced the dimly lit chambers of her newfound power. Her every step echoed her restless thoughts. The once-confident witch, now the Supreme Sorcerer, felt the weight of her newfound title and the burden of her dark choices pressing down upon her."They're all against me," she muttered, her voice a venomous hiss. "Isolde, Baros, even the very witches I've sworn to protect. They're all plotting my downfall."She clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms as anger flared within her. Her thoughts raced like a storm, each one more tumultuous than the last."I won't let that prophecy come true," she declared to the empty room. "I will do whatever it takes to stop it, even if it means...eliminating threats."The candles that lined the room flickered, casting eerie shadows on the walls. Constantine's eyes, once vibrant and full of ambition, were now clouded by a darkness that mirrored her intentions.She thought of Agnes and the child she carried, t
In the dimly lit chamber that served as the central meeting place for their coven, Constantine stood before a gathered assembly of witches. The air was thick with tension and uncertainty, a stark contrast to the usual air of unity and shared purpose that had defined their gatherings in the past. She knew that her next words would shape the destiny of their coven."Witches of our sacred sisterhood," Constantine began, her voice carrying authority and a hint of urgency. "I stand before you today not only as your leader but as a bearer of grave tidings. It has come to my attention that we face a threat like no other, one that seeks to disrupt the balance of our world and endanger our sacred traditions."Murmurs of curiosity and concern rippled through the assembly. They leaned in closer, their eyes fixed on Constantine.She continued, "I speak of a prophecy, one that has been whispered among our most ancient and revered members. It speaks of an abomination, a force that could bring about
Isolde, hidden in the shadows, had overheard Agnes's revelation to Cain about her pregnancy. Her eyes gleamed with a malicious intent as she realized the potential threat this child could pose to her own ambitions. Isolde had always been ruthless in her pursuit of power, and she knew that she couldn't afford to let a child with the potential for extraordinary abilities grow and challenge her rule.After Agnes and Cain had shared their joyous moment, Isolde wasted no time. She had been keeping a secret of her own - a vial of poison, deadly and untraceable. Isolde made her way to where the remaining lycans were resting, unaware of the impending danger.With calculated precision, Isolde poured the poison into their wine, ensuring that there was no chance of survival. The lycans, already weakened from their past ordeals, were defenseless against this hidden threat. As they drank from the tainted source, the poison worked swiftly, coursing through their bodies and snuffing out their lives.
i couldn't ignore the gnawing feeling of vulnerability that had settled in my chest. The attempt on my life had been a stark reminder that danger lurked in every shadow of the coven. i had always been cautious, but now, with my powers fully restored and my enemies aware of it, i felt like a hunted animal.As the moon hung high in the sky, i slipped away from the grand hall and made my way to a hidden chamber deep within the coven's labyrinthine corridors. i needed solitude to think and plan my next move.Candles flickered to life as i entered the dimly lit room, revealing ancient texts and scrolls that lined the shelves. This was my sanctuary, a place where i had honed my craft in secret, away from the prying eyes of the coven.i knew that if she wanted to survive, i had to disappear, at least for a while. Her first instinct was to seek out Seraphina, her confidant and friend, and share her concerns. But Agnes hesitated. She couldn't risk putting Seraphina in danger and I could not fi
Isolde's voice was a low, urgent whisper as she leaned toward Baros in the dimly lit corner of the feast hall. The cacophony of celebration around them masked their conversation."Baros," she began, her eyes gleaming with a dangerous glint, "tonight is the night we seize control. We've bided our time long enough. I have a plan, a way to remove Constantine from power, but we must act swiftly and decisively."Baros regarded her with a mixture of intrigue and caution. "What plan do you have in mind?" he inquired, his voice barely audible over the revelry.Isolde's lips curled into a sly smile. "It begins with Agnes," she whispered. "After the feast, when she least expects it, you will strike. Kill her swiftly and quietly. It will sow chaos and confusion among Constantine's followers."Baros hesitated, his eyes narrowing in thought. "Agnes is a formidable witch," he noted. "Killing her won't be easy."Isolde's confidence didn't waver. "I know. But we have an advantage. Constantine's atten
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