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Chapter 12: Ashes, Ashes, We All Fall Down…
A Self-Sufficient Rose
The smell of burning wood and corpses filled the atmosphere as the smoke clogged the air. The night sky's stars were blocked by the falling ashes of the village. Creatures that are rejected by the Sun begin to feed on any living thing, from people to insects. Children hide under broken wood and bodies while hearing the blood-curdling screams of women being raped or bitten. The perfume of warriors' flaming skins surrounded every corner. Hell was set upon the Earth.
In the mists of it all stood Prasutugas, his white skin was tainted with innocent blood while his silver hair whipped around his face with his menacing grey eyes greedily watched the fall of the mortals. His pointed ears, claws, and the sharp knives that he called his teeth were his strongest vampiric features. His half-naked army crawled as cockroaches over lifeless humans and dragging young girls to feed on. Prasutugas stood on a collapsed noble's home, practically half-naked himself as fire began to breathe around him. Next to him crouched Louden, licking his long fingers and nails of blood with his snake-like tongue. His drool mixing with the heavy blood that smothered his mouth as he also tried to pick some flesh from his fang teeth. Louden's long black, stringy hair added to his grotesque features as well as his white skin. Griffin just stood next to his king with a disappointed look on his face. He was completely without blood and was fully clothed in grey attire that appeared like a male skirt. His white skin nearly blended in with his long white hair that was halfway pulled back revealing his pointed ears. Overall, Griffin had a wise look to his face, one of maturity and understanding.
"Look on, Griffin, this is only the start. Once we take the Underworld, nothing shall be out of our reach," Prasutugas proclaimed. "Soon, even Olympus will fall, whether Cronus is king or not!" he grinned as his twisted mind became filled with sinful thoughts of his rule.
"Your majesty, is this the wisest goal for your people? Will this prosper anybody? All this…war?" Griffin questioned.
"Hehehehe, ha!" crackled Louden, "Griffin, when did you go so soft? They're just mortals… Although, some do have rather appealing faces," he chuckled.
"Louden, you disgust me. How can you allow yourself to be attracted to such pitiful specimens?" Prasutugas smirked as he began walking casually away from his spot in spite of the fire and screams surrounding him and his men. Louden crawled after him as Griffin followed.
"Oh, Blood Lust, forgive me," he begged with his hoarse voice. "It's just that not everyone will have a goddess for a bride."
Prasutugas paused while his face changed from a triumphant smirk to one that appeared confused, as if he came to a realization. "You're right. Tell me, what does the Underworld's queen look like?"
Louden grinned excitedly, "I thought you'd never ask," they soon started to walk once more. "She is a thing of beauty, her face is one of innocence, and from what I found out, she's very fiery. She purposely disobeyed her mother's orders of marrying the sun god, Apollo, to marry the Death King-"
"I AM THE DEATH KING! Do not ever call that proclaim 'god' that title again!" Prasutugas shouted.
"I am unworthy, Blood Lust. I do not ask your mercy!" Louden cried as he bowed.
"Get up before I find you more pitiful than you already are!" Prasutugas shouted once more. And like that, Louden carried himself up and trailing after his king. "Besides, from what you tell me about this 'queen', she sounds too free-spirited for me… Looks like I'm going to have to break her," he said revealing his toothy smile.
Louden shouted, jumped, and cheered for Prasutugas plan. Griffin gave a small sigh and whispered so only he could hear, "This is all madness.."
They eventually arrived to a tent that was their lodging within the fiery village. It was not of any magnificence whatsoever but it was comfortable enough. There was a desk with ma drawings and plans scattered. In one corner, there is a display of weaponry from swords to shields to spears. There was a lounge-like chair that Prasutugas took rest in as soon as he entered the tent, leaving Griffin and Louden to stand. Then he started to speak,
"I wonder what the Queen's reaction will be like. Will she display horror or maybe she will be petrified on the spot? That indeed would be the most pleasant. But above all I wonder what a goddess' blood tastes like."
"Ooh, Blood Lust, you cannibal hogging all the good to yourself," Louden chuckled.
"Do not worry, pitiful lad," Prasutugas said in a lazy tone, "I have heard that there are other dark goddesses that dwell down there as well. Maybe if you prove yourself, I will let you have one," he chuckled darkly.
"Thank you, good master," Louden said bowing before him.
"I can already see our first night together as king and queen. Her screams of agony will definitely be the sweetest lullaby I will ever hear," He laughed loudly.
"Sire, it is almost dawn. Should we not warn the others about the upcoming sun?" Griffin advised.
"Griffin the Fool, I may be their king, but every vampire must fend for himself."
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