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All is quite, except for the heavy echoing footsteps that bounce through the darken hall. As the footsteps become more prevalent, the light sound of clinking metal can also be discerned within the tenebrous corridor. The horrendous, and monstrous faces carved in deep obsidian columns do nothing to deter the visitor, nor do the low, eldritch, calls of the drafts that wind through the columns like a sinister viper. Why should they? After all, the person who treads these hallowed halls is none other than their lord and master- the Supreme King.
The Supreme King, once known as prince Haou, had just ended a strategic meeting concerning the next step in his overall plan in taking over the twelve dimensions. Out of the three remaining dimensions free from his grasp, he had chosen the one where humans hail from; on a planet called Earth. Earth's inhabitants were well known for their ability to call upon spirits from the other eleven dimensions to battle. Though, no one is sure as to how they able to accomplish that feat. But this will not halt Haou's ambition, to hold sway over the other dimensions and destroy the light. As Haou continued his pondering, he suddenly halted at a door; realizing that he had arrived at his destination- his personal cabinet - a private study.
Like the rest of the castle, the cabinet held an ominous air. It was dark, with only one window located on the far back wall that allowed light (when it was actually bright enough) to illuminate the room. A large, black desk; trimmed with gold, sat facing away from the window with a chair of similar grandeur accompanying it. The desk was covered with books, maps, inkwells, quills, and a multitude of melted, and half melted, candles. On the left wall was an onyx lined grand fire place, with a low fire already burning within it's confound. On the opposite wall were tall, black, book shelves filled to the brim with books and maps of and from different worlds the king has, and will conquer.
Upon stepping inside, Haou immediately pulled the door shut; and went to draw the deep red curtains of the soul window closed. He did this to decrease the chance of spies catching wind of his plans; he had learned that the hard way over the centuries. After securing the window, the dark king removed his helmet and placed it on his desk.
The helmet was one of the many symbols of the Supreme king. Black in coloration, it was highlighted with gold accents; two spikes jutted out from the top with a dark purple jewel embedded in the center. This decoration made it easy to function as a crown as well, since Haou spent most of his time on the battlefield than in his fortress.
Sitting down at his desk, Haou closed his eyes and made his right hand into a tight fist. He began to whisper indiscernible words and slowly, but surely, dark energy began to gather around his fist until his hand was completely enveloped in black fire. Upon opening his eyes, he opened his left hand and released three smoky tendrils loose. They floated around for a bit before forming a large circle. When he king gazed into the circle, he saw earth and its people.
Though, he was the Supreme King- Haou still only had half of the power of the Gentle Darkness. Thus, he had to improvise. And he did that by studying and leaning different spells and incantations. This allowed him to go beyond his limited power, and eventually conquer different dimensions. Since then, his skill and knowledge of magic have only grown. However, there was a drawback. Five years into his reign as Supreme King, at nineteen years of age, his body suddenly halted all growth and development. This was the result of using different spells to expand the power of the Gentle Darkness within him. Small price to pay for power.
The spell Haou was currently using allowed him to survey people and places through shadows; a convenient spell to use when you want to spy, especially if you are conquering different dimensions. As Haou glanced at the many people and faces of earth, he suddenly felt a pull from the darkness. Before he had time to properly react, the image changed to that of a young child.
The child was young, six or seven, with soft brown eyes and duel colored bangs. The bottom being dark brown, while the top being a light, almost orange, brown color. Haou furrowed his brows. Why was he being show this child? Haou closed his eyes, and the image changed. He did not have time to dwell upon such things; there was an invasion he needed to prepare for. However, as the evening went on his spell kept redirecting him to the same child. It was as if the darkness was trying to tell him something. This infuriated the king to no end, until he decided to stop for the evening and try again tomorrow.
As the king prepared for bed, he happened to glance upon his own reflection in a mirror. Haou has changed much over the long years. Not only had he become stuck in the permanent physical age of nineteen; his once soft, brown, eyes were now a sickly gold color, his duel colored brown hair had darkened, due to wearing his helmet constantly, and his skin had become slightly paled from being in constant darkness. Just as he was about to lie down for the night, Haou suddenly paused, and looked back towards the mirror. Golden eyes peered into golden eyes as he continued to stare at his reflection until…Something clicked.
Quickly summing his spying circle once more, he was shown the boy he observed earlier. The boy appeared to be in own bed room, sound asleep. Golden globes scanned the boy from the shadows. They had the same bang shape, the same eye shape, even their faces were identical. But, how could this be? He did not sire any children with earthlings (his love will forever remain with Yubel), nor did any of his relatives' survive the attack. So, why does this child look exactly like him? Haou continued to ponder this until, suddenly, the boy sat up.
Rubbing his dear, sleepy, little eyes the boy began to slowly looking around the room; as if he was looking for something. The boy stopped, and peered into the shadows behind his bedroom door. The same shadows from where Haou was observing from. The king was taken aback by this, though; it was only shown by the slight narrowing of his eyes. Could this human child sense him? Even so, no one should be able to pick up on his presence. He was cloaked in darkness. The only way for someone to be able to sense his presence was if- Haou's eyes widened for a second time.
This can't be! He thought bitterly as he held up his hand, letting his powers flare out a bit. At test to see if the darkness was right.
Almost immediately the young boy was surrounded in a dark aura, and his eyes turn a warm golden color. But, as quickly as it came, it went. The boy didn't seem to notice this unexpected advent; however, Haou did. Letting his hand fell by his side, Haou could not help but stare wide eyed at the boy.
"Judai…" He mumbled to himself as golden pools continued to lock eyes with brown.
Hello everyone, Knotfairy here! Just wanted to thank all of you who have read this. This is my first fic, so I still getting use to this website.
I start university tomorrow, so I may not be able to update frequently.
Also, it's 4 am over here and I haven't had time to properly review my spelling yet. I'll get to that in the morning.
Thanks again for reading!
