Long ago before the world was true. We had a time before humans, before immortality out grew itself. In this time we had a world of immortality with many exotic beings not even a percentage of human. We had fairies, elves, and so many different beings. This world was known as the Realm. The Realm of wishes, dreams, and... death.
There was a story once. About a young fairy queen who had it all. Fairy queens had only three jobs. One stay give birth to all the fairies. Second never ever give up your true heart, your virginity. Third never ever betray your world for another. This queen stood by the rules as any good fairy queen has done before her. Yet that wasn't enough for her to do. One day there was a servant. He was a strong and weak all at the same time. He was a strong willing man, but he was weak among other vampires. He was a true vampire, but he never listened to the rules.
He was assigned to care for the queen. The last mistake the vampires could have made. They fell in love in their time together. With love comes truths. With truths come desires. With desires comes deaths.
Three months into their secret relationship came three months of darkness. No longer was the queen giving birth to all the new fairies. Instead she was preparing for the birth of her true and only one real child. She had broken two rules for this servant and soon the third. How many rules would she break for this one man.
We found out the servant had filled her in his evil dark seed. He was killed for his betrayal to both the fairies and vampires.
The death of her servant had her both heart broken and sick. She heard the news and collapsed and was in a coma until her death bed. Still they ask what has happen to the betrayal child?
That one child would bring both darkness and lightness to all of the realm... but was she alive?