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It takes only a powerful witch to be able to conjure a soul from the underworld into a dead Lycan's body. No mere witch was capable of such a feat. One would have to trade his soul to the darkness to be able to perform such an act. And whosoever was at the dark side, was an enemy to the light, and the living. But this monster stood tall before me, eyes black like the abyss it had been awakened from. “All these for a maid?” I knew a fight stood before me, unbound by the shackles of death. I, on the other hand, had no time to waste. Strigurd was prepared for a bloodbath.

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"I believe that those who are affected are being hunted by two green crystal-adorned Welkin." "Just green? How about other colors?" asked one of the Darkens, the raise of people who can shift into different sort of monsters, Filipinos called Aswang. The current leader of the Darkens is a boy of seventeen who can shapeshift into different animals and be rumored to have eaten the last Darken leader on a Challenge (Rite of Leadership). His name is Carmichael Park, and he hasn't uttered a single word to him ever since he took over the whole Darken Faction. Gustavan eyed the Fae sitting beside him. Princess Aldea, the heir to the Fae realm, was more interested in staring at Carmichael's face than

As Freya roamed the dark woods, draped in her black cloak, she was interrupted by a group of vile and menacing bandits. Their tattered and filthy appearance matched their wicked intentions as they advanced towards her with a knife, their intentions clear. However, Freya’s response was anything but fear or submission. A mischievous smile played upon her lips as her eyes transformed into an eerie shade of white, devoid of pupils. The air around her seemed to grow heavy and oppressive, a tangible sense of malevolence emanating from her very being.

She was beautiful and looked just like a fairy. However, the dark clouds in the sky and the evil aura of the lady had indicated to Quincy and the others that, she was not a fairy, but a sinister being instead. She was Morticia, one of the twelve Fiend Martyrs of the fiend race. When the twelve Fiend Martyrs had received Archfiend Antigonus' orders to find out Darryl's whereabouts, Yooda had gone straight to the Carter family while Morticia came to the South Cloud World. As a matter of fact, given the strong powers of the South Cloud World, once the royals had been taken over, they would not need to worry about searching for Darryl.

*** Skyworld. In a brightly lit palace on one of the highest mountain peaks of the Great West Empire. A woman whose head was adorned with an exaggeratedly decorated crown gazed at the person who requested an audience with her. "Your Highness," greeted the man whose features resembled an elf. In the Skyworld, people like him were called Forest Fairies. He had a natural good-looking face and tall built, his ears long and pointed. The visit of this forest fairy happened a day after the battle between Mayari of the Skyworld and Anda of the Underworld.

Suddenly, a chilling wind swept through the forest, and I felt a surge of dark energy that sent shivers down my spine. "They're here," I whispered, dread creeping into my heart. Just then, a group of Black Faes emerged from the shadows, their eyes glinting with malice. At their forefront stood the dark sorceress, her presence radiating a palpable sense of threat. "So, the Luna and Alpha King think they can protect their precious heir?" she taunted, her voice smooth and sinister. "This will be your downfall."

The dark fairies were very beautiful, despite their expressions of hate, madness, hunger, and even fear. The women and men were more athletic, and in addition to their protruding fangs, you could see that instead of nails, they had sharp claws of various colors, such as blue and red. Sam immediately stood next to Shandra, but it was obvious that he was panicking. Due to his recent exhaustion, he could not use his powers; not without putting himself at great risk. Julian remained in demonic form; yellow sparks like embers flew around him.

The offspring of a First Water Fey, and a Dark Harbinger. THE END

He realized it was because she did not trust him and he felt how afraid she was at that moment, he then stopped at a place where there were some bus seats and he offered her to have a seat with him. “Okay what do you want to know?” he asked her and she took some time before responding. “everything there is,” she said and he agreed to explain to her everything that was going on, he explained to her who Unseelie were and the difference between them and the fairies they had the dark magic and the fairies had the light hence that’s why they were so beautiful compared to Unseelie who had very ugly faces. He further explained to her about the dark-winged fairies who are the most dangerous of them