Post by Leviathan/Robert Leviz on Mar 19, 2014 9:39:43 GMT -5
[Way Before Dark one]
There was a kingdom in flames the work of dark sorcery perhaps or maybe a greater evil? There were answers all about if you looked, if you were to ask the the very few survivors of the kingdom's destruction then they might tell you the tale of the legendary beast. The Leviathan a dark ancient creature some tales say, that lives only for the souls of others. Some say it feeds on sorrow and the darkness in men's hearts, there are many stories some take truth and fold it into lies, while other's carry on the stories of legend, mould it and shape it into something new and exciting, a myth of ages. The Leviathan was a creature few men saw coming but yet was the stuff of legends and stories, nightmares the kind you tell your children around a camp fire. Was it truly real though? There are many who would say yes, there are those that know and there are those that hide. It takes many forms they say, the kindly old man with crocked back or the small boy that harbours dark intentions, the boy with red eyes and the scar on across his face. Many were told the story just in case, not everyone believed though.
Something that had been the ultimate downfall of this kingdom, they had no idea what they were letting into their land. There had been a fourteen year old boy who had taken up residence in the castle, after befriending the young prince. Things had gone normally until the disappearances. That's how it started, was what the whispers would say, in the days before the kingdom payed the ultimate price. A darkness had settled there. Then one day the boy just snarled and turned, the young prince was found dead the boy nowhere to be seen. Days later the boy was found, but too late as the leviathan had come.
The shape of the creature could be seen within the shadows just beyond the kingdom, it had blended in well with the shadows and had gotten smaller, it was hard to see but it had misshapen face and grey skull. It seemed to be hunting, hunting the survivors, messing with the prey. That was until a red smoke engulfed it and for a moment it stopped looking around as if an unknown source of magic had stopped it in his tracks, it sniffed the air then roared loudly, wait now it now sounded like scream. The beast changed form, it changed form back to that of a fourteen year old boy, wearing some rather ripped clothing. The boy screamed loudly as the transformation happened backwards, as if someone had found a key and reversed it backwards, but no one could truly change his form back unless they had help. Possibly the boy wanted this. The agony on his face for the moment though told a slightly different tale. "Arghh pain, pain pain, pain pain," The boy spoke in a semi mantra of a sort. He lay there for a moment on the floor as if dead, before popping up to his knees eyes narrowed, for some reason he couldn't move. "Freeze spell?" He questioned the air, "strong," a childish delight crept up the child's face. He clicked his fingers on two sides, a dark magic and light magic combining to break the spell. The boy breathed inwards and licked his lips," ravishing, pureity of darkness," He looked around a madness over taking his eyes. "Come out come out, I know your near adorbish laish in the moonlight." He let out a strange but childish giggle as if sharing some private joke.
Lucifer