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THE APOCALYPSE

THE APOCALYPSE

Author:Breel Dhanniel

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Introduction
If you were to choose between saving the world that treated you like an outcast, detested you for years, hated you because you are not like them or joining forces to destroy the world. Which one of the above options will you choose? William Romanov, the last son of the vampire king was kicked out of the territory and left to die in the woods because he couldn't transform to a vampire and didn't possess any of their abilities but fate had other options, he was saved by the deities. He embarked on a journey to find who he truly is, after finding about the powers that flow through his vein and every decisions he makes is going to have a huge impact on the fate of the dark world. He was left with two choices, save the world or join the demons to destroy it.
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“You are a weakling, the earlier you accept it, the better it is, there is no place for you in the capital” Leo, the third son out of seven of Lord Vladimir Romanov, the alpha of the most powerful and influential pack, Crimson pack, spat at Will who was on his knees, all beaten, bruises all over his body, they don’t seem to be healing at all. Leo had beaten the latter with ease, he was unscathed.

It was an open field with huge walls surrounding, the width and length were like that of a stadium, they were surrounded by few royal people of the capital who were watching, Vladimir bent his head low in shame, looking at Will, his last son on the floor beaten.

Will’s vampire form have not yet surfaced, he doesn’t even have fangs nor claws, he was just like an average human, but he have a clear immense raw strength that was unrivalled among the brothers.

Will raised his head up, showing his blood stained teeth, he have a sapphire colored hair and a matching sapphire eyes, that glowed dully in the dark. “One day,

I will rule you all, even you brother” he stated with every energy in him and a smile plastered on his face.

There was a silence for a brief moment and then a very loud mocking laughter followed.

“There is no place for weakling by my side, you disgust me son” Vladimir said in disgust and turned his back, walking away.

“You’ll see it father, you will, just mark my words” Will stated telepathically to his father alone, standing up with a little difficulty. The latter halted his step and turned his head backward to look at his weakling son, his eyes dilated to golden, using his commanding aura on his son, Will fell back on his knees, bowing his head slightly, his eyes dilated back to normal, his lips curved up into a sly smile.

If only you know, father, that your aura doesn’t affect me, I am stronger than you and I think, it’s only a matter of time, before it surface.

Will stated in his mind, clenching his fists tightly, his lips stretching to a full bright smile that lighted his face features, his eyes glowed brightly for a brief second, he wiped his blood stained lips.

“You are a disgrace to me, you are not worthy to be called my son, you are not worthy to bear the Romanov’s name!” He stated in fury, anger flowing through his veins. “I. Disown. You.” he spat every word in anger, veins popping out of his neck.

In a blink of an eye, Will was sent into the air and crashed on the wall, it cracked at the impact, Vladimir was standing on the former’s position

“Take the bastard outta my city” Vladimir commanded the guards that stood, looking at the fight.

They marched towards where the semi–conscious lad is and picked him up, dragging him off the field.

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It was nighttime, the sky was no longer in it’s bright blue color, it was now dark, covered with dark cloud, there was a crescent moon in the sky, the sky rumbled like it’s going to rain, lightning flashed through the clouds, accompanied by thunder.

Deep in the middle of a wasteland, there were destroyed buildings scattered all over, no living thing in sight, it was an abandoned land, skulls and bones were scattered all over the land.

There was only a huge building standing amongst all, it was a tall castle built with strong stones, it was poorly illuminated.

A small bright circle appeared, slowly expanding till it became huge, it wasn’t a circle, it is a portal.

In the other end of the portal, another world appeared entirely, it was the underworld, huge hideous looking demons walked to and fro, like they were on patrol, they were five times the size of a human, both in height and in size. The sky wasn’t the normal blue bright sky with white clouds that indicates day with a bright golden sun, illuminating the earth or the black sky with dark clouds and a moon indicating night, instead it was a pitch black sky without any cloud and a crimson red sun, shining brightly.

There was only a building, it was a very tall one that was close to reaching the sky, it was the palace of the Demon emperor, the conqueror of many universes.

A human looking man, dressed in a black jacket and black pants, he have a long black hair, with a calm looking face and an aura that seems to suffocate far lesser people that comes close to him.

“Earth’s fresh air, how nice it is to inhale it again” he inhaled sharply, his voice was hoarse, he stepped into the wastelands of earth, his hands were placed behind him. His eyes flickered for a brief moment, the portal behind him closed up slowly.

He made his way to the standing building, each step he took made the sky to rumble loudly.

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The dark world was a different universe entirely, it was well hidden on earth and no humans can see it nor enter it. It was occupied by supernaturals which comprises of werewolves, supernaturals and sorcerers. It was divided into four territories, the East, West, North and South.

The East was ruled by the vampires, the North was ruled by the werewolves and the West was ruled by the sorcerers, while the South was the wastelands, it was empty but everyone feared to live there.

On the outskirts of the East, in the woods, an old man, who still looked fit, with the body of a youth, walked forward with a torch on his left hand and his right hand placed behind him, he had a long white hair that stopped few inches below his shoulders.

He halted on his steps as he heard low groans, he turned around and walked towards where the sound was coming from.

He stopped in front of a lad lying on his stomach with his head turned to his side, his eyes was shut tight, his lips was slightly opened and stained with blood. He groaned weakly again.

“Poor lad” The old man picked up the sapphire colored haired lad and hung him across his shoulder effortlessly. “Come on little demon, lets’ get you treated” he muttered.