In a place full of darkness, sat an ancient European castle , that stood at impressive height. A place full of despair and darkness, a place that held the sadness of one person and there memories. This was the realm of the vampires, the hidden city of the Vampire King. A mysterious man who few vampires have ever seen in person. A man thought of as a myth and legend by both wizards and muggles alike, a man who was one of the 1st vampires that was born.
He was born into the height of the italian renaissance in Florence Italy, at the time of his near death he was seventeen. He was given as servant to the richest man in Florence , Claudio Silverstri. A huge man with a bulging appetite for gold, paintings and much more sinful things . It was that night before he was presented before Claudio , that the boy had made up his mind , that decision would change his life forever. He would be free from the burden of being a servant to a man, and the dark deeds in his heart that he did in this life.
It was in that very room, on that very balcony that he followed through with his decision . He stabbed himself in the heart, to rid himself of all the dark deeds locked in his heart. He laid on the ground as blood pooled around, watching the moon with heavy eye lids. Wishing to himself to be reborn as apart of the beauty that was the moon, that freedom to come and go at will. The blood that had pooled around the boy, smell was so great it caught the smell of an ancient Vampire, even more ancient than king himself. It was the night that the king of the Vampires was born, the night that the boy had first experienced freedom.
He lived in florence for six more years, witnessing Italy greatest artistic achievements , by Leonardo Davinci. He watched as Italy fell from dizzying heights to slowly falling apart from the inside. It was during this time that he created a fellow companion, a dying boy that's name was Lucius . A companion that would come to journey the world, with him . He traveled to both ancient and new empires, Egypt, Persia, India, Chinese, Rome, France, England, Germany, Spain, Russia, The Ottoman empire and etc. Picking up power ,wealth, books, language , culture and much more, it was during this time that he began to create a wealth of vampires. He was beginning to build up the number of vampires under his rule.
It was in 17 century Spain that he meet what he thought was the love of his life. A woman that he thought he could spend eternity with. For the king of the vampires it was love at first sight for him, he fell under her spell of love. Though she was a beauty ahead of her time, she had many undesirable traits so to speak.
It was her great beauty that had entranced the king, she had long dark brown hair that cascaded waves around her face, her face had many traits of someone with classical features. She had beautiful emerald-green eyes, and olive tan skin. The King ignored her traits of being selfish, vain, self-serving, and disregard for people's feelings, turned her into a vampire now named Lilith. The one who he wanted as his for all eternity, a woman who had captured his heart and who loved her with the most powerful and electrifying emotions.
This worked for the king for 500 years, though many came to despise there tried to make it work for their king , who loved her ignored all the traits that showed the vampires. For she took and never gave back, was vain, selfish, power-hungry, and self- serving in all regards. All these traits of hers would bring the king to the brink one day and bring him to fill nothing but despair. Being such a selfish and power-hungry woman, she thought her place was secure, she believed she could play with the king's heart, and for many years she did.
It was 500 years into the king and queen relationship, that tragedy was about to strike. He caught her in bed with an English wizard of pure blood origin. The king of the vampires flew into such a rage, that he could not be calmed by Lilith pleading. He killed the wizard violently, while Lilith silently escaped the vampire king vengeful clutch without notice. Sending the head to the pure blood family that was from ignited the hate between vampires and wizards alike, this started the great war between vampires and wizards. This war stared by one woman decision to hurt the one who loved her, to betray him for her own selfish needs.
As the head made its way to the pure blood family, the war had begun. This was would be the most blood filled and fiery war, that was ever recorded in wizarding history, blood came to be spilled on both sides of the battlefield. Battle after battle, death after death, this is why the myths of vampires were still told with such fear , even thousands of years later. It was during the most bloodiest of battles, that the vampire king found Lilith found her hiding in a pretty english cottage, lying in bed with another wizard. The vampire king who was ready to forgive her, flew into even darker rage, filled with such blood lust that he became blinded by his rage , he killed her with such vicious rage. He became fueled by his blood lust and dark vengeance , that bring dark results.
It was only after that he came to realize what he had done, seeing the woman who had broken and betrayed his trust and hearts. In a room torn apart by that dark rage, the king of the vampires stood in full of blood. He had killed the who he had loved with all his emotions , the who had always held his heart in her hand. Lilith had paid a terrible price for her actions and betrayal. Now filled with such strong feelings of despair, sadness, depression and hate, he pulled his people out of the war, going to an ancient European castle. Building a city that would house all of his people, he locked himself and his people away from the world for all eternity.
Wanting hide alone with all his emotions, such as despair, and sadness, a century had passed since he locked himself away, one night he felt something other than despair. Something he hadn't felt in such a long time, something even Lilith who he had loved with all his heart could not bring out of him. It was though this feeling shot through him like a burning him like an inferno blazing through him , making him feel alive for the first time in a century. It was a fire consuming feeling, it was like a powerful tidal hitting and crashing into him, this feeling was so powerful. it was like nothing he had felt in such a long time, it was a feeling of passion and love. The day had come after so many long years, decades, centuries, his true love had been born, the love of lord Voldemort.