Archite: In case you didn't read the summary, the authors of this story are archite (which is me) and emm297. Had this idea since beginning of June but emm is a lazybum who keeps on procrastinating that's why we are only posting this up now :p I provide the ideas and help edit the stuff while emm types out the story. So if this story was a manga, She would be the mangaka (artist) and I would be the assistant+ editor(author) sorta thing. If you have any suggestions that you want to give to improve the story, feel free to pm me. In the meanwhile, enjoy this prologue or just skip to chapter 1. Please R&R :D

Emm297: Hey there! Don't believe archite. She's the lazybum for making me write this by myself while she edits and gives ideas. Oh, how generous. Haha. Enjoy this story! It's AU and the pairing is AllenLena (of course). Feel free to pm me as well regarding this story! I sincerely hope you enjoy reading this as much as I did typing it :) I also apologize for any errors in grammar, because I might have overlooked some of the mistakes! Please R&R! :)

We do not own DGM or any of its characters.

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It was the 18th century, a dark age where savage beasts lurked amongst the darkness. However these creatures were rarely seen and people lived their lives as normally as they could. This story takes place in a town called Daical. It was named after a hero who had sacrificed his life to save the town a great many years ago, Diabolus Vomica. The irony was that his name meant "devil's curse" when translated into Latin, which was a most unfitting name for a hero.

When one walked down the streets of the town, one would notice that the town seemed almost perfect, as if carrying the holiness of the savior who had died to save the town. There were shops of all different kinds there – Candy shops, Jewellery stores, Shoe shops, you name it, you've got it. The street lamps were all arranged in a perfect symmetrical order, and they all shone with the same intensity. The roads were clean, and there was hardly any litter on the ground.

The residential area – or Diabolus Street, as they called it – also seemed perfect. The houses were mostly three-storeys tall, they were in two neat rows and there was a street lamp in between each house. The houses were all in light shades of colour – some beige, some lilac and some baby blue.

Diabolus Street was also probably the busiest street in the Town of Daical. People walked up and down, left and right, waving and saying greetings to one another. The people here may have lived in a seemingly perfect town, but they most certainly weren't robot drones. They're normal human beings, just like you and me.

However, there was one particularly striking house at the end of the road. Unlike all the other houses which were in pale shades of different colour, this house was coloured midnight black. The roof was tiled with dark red bricks and the small pathway that led to the house was made up of pebbles and rocks.

The outside of the house looked quite majestic and different from the others. The double door was made out of black-tinted glass and the door handles were silver in colour and there were diamonds embedded in them. It looked like an entrance to a shopping mall.

The windows of the house were square-shaped and the curtains were a glittering silver in colour. The house also had a garden. The garden was blooming with different flowers – Frangipanis, Violets, Daisies etcetera – and the grass looked greener than usual.

If you entered the house, you would have noticed that the house looked bigger in the inside than it was outside. The floor was cold, hard marble and there was a huge diamond chandelier hanging from the ceiling in the foyer. Next to the foyer was the living room. The living room had a black leather sofa and there was a glass coffee table in front of it.

In a corner of the living room stood a huge glass bookcase. The glass was tinted blue and there were 4 layers. There were many books lined on the bottom 3 shelves. There were books on history, geography and even a few timeless English classics.

The upmost tier, however, was completely empty except for one lone photo-frame. The picture in the frame showed a family of 5. The oldest looking man is about 30, and he has a head of long red hair. The next boy is quite tall, though not as tall as the oldest guy. He has a black ponytail and looks a little… murderous. Next to him is a much more cheerful looking redhead who has an eye-patch over his right eye. He looks like the most cheerful one of the five of them. Beside him is a dark-green haired girl – the only girl in the picture. She has short cropped hair and she looks like a gentle young woman. Lastly, there is a white-haired boy with grey eyes. His head is tilted in a way that it's near to the girl's and he seems very comfortable next to her.

The 5 people in the photo seem like one big family.

This, is their story.