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Chapter 1
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The Lonely Demon
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A past that can't be forgotten and can't be buried.
A past which can't even be shaken for just a little time.
The sentiment deep inside each of their hearts is strong and equal. For beloved parents, for their beloved sons, and for a beloved daughter.
And for the lovers…
The painful past - once triggered - hurts more than anything in this world.
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Wolfram Von Bielefeld.
The 3rd Prince of Shin Makoku.
The Noble 3rd son of the 26th Maou - Cherie Heika.
The beautiful Prince.
The Eternal Jewel of Shin Makoku.
Wagamama Puu.
Known for his quick-tempered and bratty attitude.
Engaged to the 27th Maou of Shin Makoku.
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Was engaged.
He smiles bitterly while drinking the wine, a 1945 Chateau Mouton-Rothschild Jeroboam, Geika said it's an expensive wine on Earth. The Daikenja said that the bottle comes from what is considered by wine enthusiasts to be one of the finest vintages of the 20th century.
But for him the wine tasted bitter… and sweet.
He smiles wryly.
Just like him...
Bittersweet.
He sighs.
He looks at the happy couple dancing at the Royal Ballroom…
The Maou and another faceless bitch.
It's been going on and on for so many years now - since the renouncement of their engagement - Yuuri - that Wimp keeps on exchanging girlfriends - Mazoku, Non-Mazoku or whatever he fancies.
But the whole Kingdom knows that Yuuri - the goofy Wimp is so generous and very sweet that even he broke their hearts they are always welcome and sweet to him.
He sighs once more and was pissed to heard the usual gossips in the area:
'Maybe he disappoints him…'
'He might not be good on his knees…'
'Oh! he must be like you-know-who-queen! A prude!'
'Oh I heard he's just all talks and as cold as ice!'
That's the usual gossips - are this human that simpleton that they still don't know how different they are from them? They can see far the human eyes can see and whispers like that are like whispers to him in a slow monotone!
He can hear those ugly bitches!
They have been ranting him and his mother non-stop!
That's been going on for three years now - when he first heard it - he wants to flame those ugly bitches and sorry asses down - but held by his Aniue and the Geika.
So he wasn't the only one who knew the talks.
His been dubbed: 'The Ice Princess' | 'The Cold Prince' | 'That EX!'
He had been humiliated for so many years now - but he cant do anything about it - because the Maou isn't doing anything about it.
How thick can you get?
He wants to murder Yuuri over and over again - but Yuuri just said: 'They're just words Wolfram. They are just envious of you. You must not let your hot-temper get the best of you. You are no longer a brat.'
Idiotic Wimp!
Just words?! Maybe on his planet but not on his!
Words are powerful play of the tongue especially in dealing with the Aristocrats. Its different. Its humiliating to be the subject of that 'words-slash-gossips'
And then he goes off fornicating with those bitches.
Oh he knows that!
He knows how many sorry hussies he had sampled - he wasn't blind and stupid and wasn't born yesterday… the funny thing was - he believes that Yuuri still has that phobia or trauma - that whenever Yuuri was in the presence of some women and he will come - Yuuri will laugh awkwardly and do that stupid goofy smile and was stammering.
Well he doesn't give a damn.
He wants to get drunk but he needed to be sober… after all this will be the last time he will be seeing that goofy smile and cheater…
He needs to go…
He has a mission.
One of the most important mission that Shinou gave him.
Shinou doesn't want Yuuri to know - for the Original King knows that the freaking Wimp will interfere - after all he was against violence and all.
His mission is to hunt down a near extinct species.
Species he had never heard in his entire life.
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A species so powerful that one - just one of that said specie can destroy Shin Makoku.
Total desolation.
He needs to be the one to do it - after all - only Shinou trust him with this one.
And he is the only one capable - with his element and free-time at hand.
Conrart needs to be with the Heika 24/7.
Gwendal needs to see the administration of the country.
Yozak a spy and bodyguard to the Maou.
And the list goes on…
But he - the 3rd son - he is not indispensable.
And besides - with him gone - the Wimp can get married and be done with it.
He is tired of the Wimp doing things in the dark, always afraid he will be caught - they are no longer engage for crying out loud!
And if Yuuri was scared that he will ruin their wedding - then fine with him!
He doesnt give any time of the day for the freaking Wimp!
He learns so many things.
And its been years... his tired... really really tired... loving Yuuri is tiring.
Was tiring...
He is not some crying sissy of a boy. He was born into the sea of war and was bred of war. He was capable of killing and decapitating enemies. He can burn them alive and give them punishment as he sees fit.
He is not someone to mess around with. But with Yuuri's idealistic point of view - all of them Mazoku mellows in some ways...
But he is a Fire born. He can never be tame.
Oh, yes, Yuuri did tame him before - when both of them are of the same wave length of thinking. But as a Mazoku he grew fast and Gwendal is more open about him about the surrounding countries. For the past few years - he had been the one who goes on patrol and destroy spies, assassins and groups who are threatening Shin Makoku.
Yuuri wouldnt know about the secret missions he had been doing.
And yes - he is tired. Very tired of Yuuri's presence in a sense that he felt a wave of wanting to destroy something.
He felt jealousy and anger.
And hurt.
He loathes that feeling.
Hurt are for people who are weak.
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It was tiring to dream.
It was tiring to think of the future.
It was tiring to hope...
To love...
To wait...
And for so many years... he waited and waited...
He was there always... standing and waiting.
Ready smile, open arms... and just one call from him 'Wolf!' he will smile and answer that call.
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That was when he found out what love can do to you.
What devotion can do to a person...
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All those waiting...
All those pain...
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He sighs and hands the maid his glass and went out of the balcony.
The quiet star-filled sky greets him. He was so immersed with his thoughts and emotion that he didn't feel the presence of the Daikenja - who was looking at him with serious, sorrowful eyes.
'Von-Bielefeld-Kyo… are you sure you can do this?'
He turns around and saw the handsome Daikenja... Murata Ken.
The man who made him smile and forget that not all blacks are assholes and a pain.
'Geika... we've been through this a lots of time. You know I can handle this,' he gave a serious answer with a little smile.
He knows that Geika is only after his well being.
After all - who will not be afraid - when he heard the task - he isn't some brave tin soldier - he was frighten but he knows he can do this.
The mission, he alone can accomplished.
For he will go to Earth to hunt down a Beast.
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Beasts - no - Monsters that roam the Earth for thousands of years - old as time and as old as the planet itself.
Geika told him what species of Monsters they are...
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Creatures of the night.
Creatures of darkness.
More powerful than anything in this world - of the two world.
Creatures that roam the Earth since the beginning of time...
They are the Carpathians, powerful and an ancient race.
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The Carpathians of the Earth.
They have many gifts, including the ability to shape-shift, and extended life spans, living for thousands of years. Despite their gifts, the Carpathians are on the edge of extinction. There have been few children born to them in the past few centuries, and those that have been born are all male and often die in the first year. And he needs to see to it that no more males nor females be born from that Ancient Race.
Daikenja told him that many news have been spreading on Earth... many are dying of unusual deaths... The Daikenja said that once a Carpathians, loses his soul and "turns", becoming the monster of human legend, the vampire or the "undead" no one can be safe… and it is his mission to destroy this undeads… for soon they will have the power to travel through dimensions - and will surely one day destroy Shin Makoku.
That he cant allow.
If species of that race were to enter Shin Makoku - everything will be ruined.
If this will be the only way he can protect Shin Makoku - so be it.
They have to strike fast.
And the time is now.
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He doesn't need to stay in Shin Makoku anymore - he have trained his elite soldiers to patrol the borders and the others can guarantee the safety of their Maou.
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The Dark Prince
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There is something you can't give up.
There is something you want to protect.
There is a time you must take a stand no matter what kind of pain awaits us.
And the Lonely Dark Prince walks the Earth… knowing that loneliness and death awaits him…
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Mikhail Sergeievich.
The Last Prince of the clan Sergeievich.
The Leader of their clan and one of the most powerful Carpathian just like his father. As the last heir of the race - it is his duty to protect the clan to any threat - man or woman or any living things. For thousand of years he had been protecting the clan.
He had seen every war of every nation - and with all that wars and centuries have turn - he had been loyal… he had been their saviour… and the time for his end is fast approaching… it is the time for him to meet the dawn - and to self-destruct- after all he had been the protector and he will not let the very thing they detest be him. he doesn't want to turn into the monster they hunt. and him being a monster - the undead will make his clan into extinct.
He is at the Carpathian Mountain... to meet his dawn...
Mikhail!
Stop this Prince!
Mikhail answer me?! Where are you?
Prince!
Please! The bloodline!
Mikhail!
The voices of his people - he can hear it vibrated - but he closes his heart.
If he were to live, then everyone will die.
Destruction and desolation - not just on his people but also to humans and all living and spiritual things on this Earth.
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He needs to vanish.
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But he was stopped...
Not by any ordinary creature...
But an Angel...
Beautiful and mystifying...
He saw it - that golden blonde hair….
So glorious and so beautiful - being lit by the Moon's light.
His heart skip!
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Thump!
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Thump!
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Thump!
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He can feel it - those emotions that for thousands of years wasn't there….
That desire...
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That passion…
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That uncontrollable urge to make the creature his...
And he sucked his breathe when he saw… him!
Yes - its a him!
A very enchanting creature - bathing under the moonlight.
Those emerald green eyes shook his whole being…
That slender yet firm body… that made him want to take the creature and show his passion and his urge to mate with him
He clenched his heart - with all those emotions - he almost forgot!
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BLONDE!
GREEN!
HE CAN SEE!
He can see colors!
A sign!
The only sign of the Carpathians in finding their SOULMATE!
But the old adage was that he can only see colours when he hear his lifemate's voice.
But it seems - the creature before him is no ordinary. But also a powerful psychic.
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But... this is different.
He knows their history.
In the absence of their female counterparts, also known as "lifemates", male Carpathians lose the ability to feel emotions and to see in color. The only feeling left to them is the thrill of making a kill. Once a male has done this, he loses his soul and "turns", becoming the monster of human legend, the vampire or the "undead".
With so few females left, males are forced to make a stark choice: either become vampire or "greet the dawn" meaning commits suicide.
However, when they do find a lifemate, the ability to see in color and their emotions are restored to them, and their souls are saved.
And thus, he found him!
Yes him!
He knows - he knows that never before that a Carpathian had a male lifemate - but he cant be deceived - that is a 100% male. And he doesn't care if the law abides him to choose only a female - his lifemate appears before him is a man and he will not let this man - his beautiful Nymph get away from his grasp.
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And slowly he approaches him.
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'Who's there?' Wolfram shouted.
He glances around - he looks for his weapon and he bite his lips - he place them at the rocks.
He prepares himself.
He doesn't know if his Maryoku will work.
Right now all he has is his naked self.
And whatever or whoever is there surrounding him - will have fire on his ass - for no one! No one dares pissed him off especially when he is butt naked.
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