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The palace is cold and dark and black and its halls are empty. The servants and the Queen have all retired for the night and not a sole is moving. Exempt in a certain room a light flickers on and a boy with black hair a shallow face and somewhat fancy clothing could bee seen smiles surreally as he gazes up at the monitor showing the silvery moon but more importantly, its princess. The second daughter of the goddess Selean ruler of the gods and goddess after the god Zues had been found unfit to rule this universe by the king of all the gods.
"Princess..." he whispers his dark eyes glowing in a longing know only by the unrequited, "live long."
For that is all he can say. For what would a child of the moon born to the greatest uncorrupted light in this words want with the prince of the dead moon? The complete opposite of her?
Sighing the young prince turns off the monitor not wanting anyone else to find out what he was doing and conceals his face with the hood of his cloak and quickly hurries down the hall to his room. A sudden burst of laughter makes him stop in his tracks and he pauses smirking, "So... she is awake is she?" he thought looking at a large oriental door concealing what is left of the queen of the dark moon.
But he has been still for too long and too late does he realize that his legs are moving in there own accord and he is forced to open the door to a room covered in cobwebs, broken furniture. Dull and dark. But, there is a woman, a beautiful women who's face masks her true nature inside reflected in a mirror, her resting place, her home, her prison.
"Nehel..." she whispered looking at him through the mirror, "What have you been up to at this hour?"
"You know what I did mother, he said darkly and then with a smirk, watching the Moon Goddess live on..."
"We will see for how long... she whispered, come here." and she raised her hand in a beckoning motion and even though she is trapped by the silver crystal's power even though most of her powers are useless to her she can still pull her own blood towards her living corpse.
Unwillingly is he forced to obey her command and soon finds himself an inch from her mirror self and glares with hatred up at her.
"Nehel, did I ever tell you how... how the child cried when I cursed her pathetic life?" she jeers looking at his spiteful face break into a hateful glare, "Did I ever tell you... of your, father?"
"Bitch..." he spits through gritted teeth wanting so much to break the mirror but knowing it will never work.
"How rude. But then again you have always been a sever disappointment to me. I mean the only reason I have kept you with me is to ensure the continuation of this kingdom."
Nehle's hate falls from his face as he looks up at her confused as a black mist sets around them.
"But now... now that is all but dead, the people are now monsters thanks to that little moon worm!"
"Its because of you!" Nehel hisses still somewhat apprehensive at what he is sensing around him.
"Nehel, my little disappointment, I have realized that I have no need of you anymore," she says as the mist turns into a thick fog. "I knew this so long ago, but It took me so long to acquire the power for this spell." she says flatly gazing at her son in the purest disgust enough to match his own
Nehel wants to back away but he is rooted to the spot and the only thing he can do is to await his fate. And it makes his shake with rage glaring at the gloating face behind the glass mocking him. And then suddenly he is falling, falling through blackness screaming voices and tortured scream as the pain engulfs him body and soul and he can hear laughter, her laughter.
"Farewell! Nehel half of the Moon Queendom!"
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