There once was a land filled with nature, beauty, and peace. In this land there was a village, but not any village. One filled with outstanding people and creatures. Why? Because they were magical in powers and practitioners of spiritual energy.
You could see Fairy's playing in the gardens, Demi cats and dogs walking and chatting. Werewolf's running around and vampires landing to the ground.
A land were anything was possible, as long as you believe. And in this land lies a castle at the north of the village. It was the most beautiful palace you'll ever see.
It was built on top of a hill, which was covered in the most beautiful flowers ever seen. The castle self-glowed pure white. You could see vines of every type running up and down the walls which were made from granite, marble and quartz crystals. Even around the five grand towers.
At the end of a grand staircase, stood a magnificent door made of rosewood painted crimson red and icy blue with intricate gold and silver designs. The front garden was adorned with pure white marble pillars, on top of which lay crystal vases filled with orchids, lilies and snowdrop flowers. While in the back garden, the most beautiful roses bloomed of all assorted colors.
The one who rules the castle was a very powerful being who controlled all elements, along with time and space. She possesses the soul of a dragon, with the power of a priestess and the beauty of a goddess. Everything was tranquil, and everybody lived in peace and harmony.
Until the darkness arises again and the past returns to the present. Upon seeing this coming to the being, in order to protect her subjects from the darkness that wishes to corrupt all, she put a spell upon her castle to keep them safe and out of harm.
"Royal blood that flows through my veins, burst into flames and engulf everything in its embrace. Chains of darkness hide everything within the flames. Beware, shadows, of the light beneath my name,
Pitch Rose, Princess of Flames Rosalix