It has been eleven months since the defeat of the alien being known as
Pyron. Immediately after his defeat, both human and dark ones gave
themselves time to recuperate. But time does not stand still when it
involves the creatures of the night.
Vampire Prince Demetri Maximoff, upon Morrigan's persuasion, has retaken the Demon World, bringing order, at last, to such a tumultuous kingdom. All lords, upon their defeat by Demetri, saw no other choice, unless they opted for death or banishment to the human world. And though order was restored, Demetri, so far, has kept everyone and every event under an iron fist. Morrigan simply stands aside and has so far allowed Demetri to run the kingdom as he sees fit, unless she sees events where her "persuasion" is needed. Thus far, both Demetri and Morrigan have ruled the Demon World in peace without provocation from inside their kingdom or the human world.
Donovan has found purpose to life, though the struggle still remains. The company of Anita has eased the ever-lasting pain that he has carried since birth, but the burning need to destroy and consume the world in madness is yet to be conquered. Every waking moment, and in every dream Donovan sees himself being pushed more towards madness and despair, as the tainted blood that runs through his veins poisons his soul. Anita, in her indifference, has created a world for herself alone, allowing no one in except for the occasional touch of Donovan. Both walk from one corner of the earth to the other, destroying those similar to them, and giving a chance to live to those who despise them both. Their daily walk into the world of humans deems them unwanted, while passage into the world of the dark ones labels them enemies. Both cry for the day when peace will meet with them.
The dark hunters, Mei-Ling and Hsien-Ko, continue in their quest to destroy the dark, before they, themselves, are consumed by it. New contracts have them traveling around the glove, separating them from their companions Donovan and Anita. The separation was not emotional, but it was felt by both parties as no goodbyes were said. The link they all shared, the hatred for the dark and its minions, has been preserved and strengthened. And as the sister travel, their impressions of the human world has begun to deteriorate. Greed, hatred, jealousy, perversion, and other emotional outbursts have been the only rewards they have received. And in the world of the dark, they have only come to close to death, assuring them both that their time is bound to arrive at an unannounced time.
The accursed warrior Bishamon has once again risen. Though both the samurai and the armor fight an eternal battle for control over supremacy in the soul, the result is the same. The victims are still the humans and the dark ones that dare come close to such a dangerous being. Having no contact for the specter, and no challenge for the blood-thirsty armor, existence has become unbearable. Madness begins to engulf the samurai as he tries to defeat the armor that control his motion, and loneliness, as well as longing for those he lost long ago, begins to take a toll upon his spiritual fortitude. The accursed armor has begun to grow weak in its struggle with the ghost of its wearer, and once again has begun the quest to look for a suitable host. Meanwhile, both struggle daily, and in every hour, and in every minute, for the chance to conquer each other.
The artist Felicia has begun her quest to unite both the human world and the dark ones. Though progress is slow, her companion, Jon Talbain, has decided to aid her in such a dangerous adventure, though he remains to have contact with the humans. Meanwhile, Lord Raptor has begun touring, once more. His first stop, of course, began in Lyon, France, where Felicia and Jon are stationed for now. Upon Felicia's asking, Lord Raptor did not absorb the souls of his audience, but he did play several small venues outside the city in order to satisfy his insatiable hunger. It has been noted that Jon Talbain and Lord Raptor are not very keen of each other due to different temperaments.
And so, the world of the humans and the dark ones, have resumed their ways.
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Darkness around him fed him daily, nourishing his every fiber, and made every move faster. The need to fight and conquer, once more, became unbearable, and not being one of large patience, he rose from his throne.
"It is time," he said. "The world, for too long, has come in contact with the demon world, and a champion is yet to rise. These petty conflicts that have recently arisen, have nothing more than angered me. Why is it that the human world can no longer produce a warrior of light? Has it become so corrupt in its ways, that it separated, and alienated, itself completely from world of the light? If it be so, then my time for conquering all three realms has come, at last. And no one, no dark one, neither human, nor outer- worldly being shall stand in the way of me, the fallen morning light."
He looked up to a cloud that reflected the events of both the human and demon world.
"I must first find a host, and a suitable one. The dark ones offer no holy vessels for me to posses, and the human body is weak, not worthy of my taking over. I must find one who once was human and has sold their soul to the dark, thereby they lack a soul. A beautiful, and precious vessel, devoid of emotion and care. One to whom the destruction of the world shall become a tasteful morsel. It shall become more desirable than the sweetest ambrosia, and the smoothest, softest, nectar. To whom my rise as sovereign lord of all that the eyes see, shall become its only goal. Who shall rise among all, to become my carrier? Who will become my carriage into victory?"
He began looking through possible vessels, but they all had faults that to him became mundane. But as he passed over a cabin, he sensed the presence of one whose heart was whole, yet dark. The more he looked at the mix of human and dark, the more he began to desire it, because it fit every one of his standards. And as he stood over his chosen one, he began to laugh
At last, the morning star had found a vessel
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A/N: Thank you reading. I hope you enjoyed it, so far, so please drop a review. Of course, this is based on the OVA (which I fell in love with), so don't ask as to where the other characters are. If they are not in the OVA, I will probably not include them, because simply, I did not see how they act or react, and I did not fall in love with them. ( Please let me know if I shall continue I your review, Thank you!!!!
Vampire Prince Demetri Maximoff, upon Morrigan's persuasion, has retaken the Demon World, bringing order, at last, to such a tumultuous kingdom. All lords, upon their defeat by Demetri, saw no other choice, unless they opted for death or banishment to the human world. And though order was restored, Demetri, so far, has kept everyone and every event under an iron fist. Morrigan simply stands aside and has so far allowed Demetri to run the kingdom as he sees fit, unless she sees events where her "persuasion" is needed. Thus far, both Demetri and Morrigan have ruled the Demon World in peace without provocation from inside their kingdom or the human world.
Donovan has found purpose to life, though the struggle still remains. The company of Anita has eased the ever-lasting pain that he has carried since birth, but the burning need to destroy and consume the world in madness is yet to be conquered. Every waking moment, and in every dream Donovan sees himself being pushed more towards madness and despair, as the tainted blood that runs through his veins poisons his soul. Anita, in her indifference, has created a world for herself alone, allowing no one in except for the occasional touch of Donovan. Both walk from one corner of the earth to the other, destroying those similar to them, and giving a chance to live to those who despise them both. Their daily walk into the world of humans deems them unwanted, while passage into the world of the dark ones labels them enemies. Both cry for the day when peace will meet with them.
The dark hunters, Mei-Ling and Hsien-Ko, continue in their quest to destroy the dark, before they, themselves, are consumed by it. New contracts have them traveling around the glove, separating them from their companions Donovan and Anita. The separation was not emotional, but it was felt by both parties as no goodbyes were said. The link they all shared, the hatred for the dark and its minions, has been preserved and strengthened. And as the sister travel, their impressions of the human world has begun to deteriorate. Greed, hatred, jealousy, perversion, and other emotional outbursts have been the only rewards they have received. And in the world of the dark, they have only come to close to death, assuring them both that their time is bound to arrive at an unannounced time.
The accursed warrior Bishamon has once again risen. Though both the samurai and the armor fight an eternal battle for control over supremacy in the soul, the result is the same. The victims are still the humans and the dark ones that dare come close to such a dangerous being. Having no contact for the specter, and no challenge for the blood-thirsty armor, existence has become unbearable. Madness begins to engulf the samurai as he tries to defeat the armor that control his motion, and loneliness, as well as longing for those he lost long ago, begins to take a toll upon his spiritual fortitude. The accursed armor has begun to grow weak in its struggle with the ghost of its wearer, and once again has begun the quest to look for a suitable host. Meanwhile, both struggle daily, and in every hour, and in every minute, for the chance to conquer each other.
The artist Felicia has begun her quest to unite both the human world and the dark ones. Though progress is slow, her companion, Jon Talbain, has decided to aid her in such a dangerous adventure, though he remains to have contact with the humans. Meanwhile, Lord Raptor has begun touring, once more. His first stop, of course, began in Lyon, France, where Felicia and Jon are stationed for now. Upon Felicia's asking, Lord Raptor did not absorb the souls of his audience, but he did play several small venues outside the city in order to satisfy his insatiable hunger. It has been noted that Jon Talbain and Lord Raptor are not very keen of each other due to different temperaments.
And so, the world of the humans and the dark ones, have resumed their ways.
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Darkness around him fed him daily, nourishing his every fiber, and made every move faster. The need to fight and conquer, once more, became unbearable, and not being one of large patience, he rose from his throne.
"It is time," he said. "The world, for too long, has come in contact with the demon world, and a champion is yet to rise. These petty conflicts that have recently arisen, have nothing more than angered me. Why is it that the human world can no longer produce a warrior of light? Has it become so corrupt in its ways, that it separated, and alienated, itself completely from world of the light? If it be so, then my time for conquering all three realms has come, at last. And no one, no dark one, neither human, nor outer- worldly being shall stand in the way of me, the fallen morning light."
He looked up to a cloud that reflected the events of both the human and demon world.
"I must first find a host, and a suitable one. The dark ones offer no holy vessels for me to posses, and the human body is weak, not worthy of my taking over. I must find one who once was human and has sold their soul to the dark, thereby they lack a soul. A beautiful, and precious vessel, devoid of emotion and care. One to whom the destruction of the world shall become a tasteful morsel. It shall become more desirable than the sweetest ambrosia, and the smoothest, softest, nectar. To whom my rise as sovereign lord of all that the eyes see, shall become its only goal. Who shall rise among all, to become my carrier? Who will become my carriage into victory?"
He began looking through possible vessels, but they all had faults that to him became mundane. But as he passed over a cabin, he sensed the presence of one whose heart was whole, yet dark. The more he looked at the mix of human and dark, the more he began to desire it, because it fit every one of his standards. And as he stood over his chosen one, he began to laugh
At last, the morning star had found a vessel
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A/N: Thank you reading. I hope you enjoyed it, so far, so please drop a review. Of course, this is based on the OVA (which I fell in love with), so don't ask as to where the other characters are. If they are not in the OVA, I will probably not include them, because simply, I did not see how they act or react, and I did not fall in love with them. ( Please let me know if I shall continue I your review, Thank you!!!!