Delta 1

Prince of Darkness

Hey guys I'm going to take a break from Luka's POV for now. Also thank you so much for 25 views! Anyway, hope you enjoy!

They were so predictable. All of them were. Just the Human race in general was so, so stupid. They just repeat history over and over again. Do they ever learn? They're going to tear each other to shreds. I'm going to watch. And I'm going to enjoy as the rip each other apart, piece by piece. Oh, this would be interesting.

But the two of them. The boy and the girl, they were something different. They caught my attention, which was good, but I also knew they were being hunted by the Seraphic Guardians. I had to get them first. I was prepared to fight for control of them.

I shook my head, bemused. How could they hold so much power, and yet not even realize it? That was pointless. Power had to be exploited and used. The boy was easy. He had a traumatic backstory.

His pain was palpable enough to send him to me in a vision. I smiled at the thought. Too much dark was abyss. Too much light could blind. But the 2 of them together? They could quite literally make or break the world.

I closed my eyes, remembering how their bloodlines were created. Oh, I saw the Guardians faces when they found out. It was priceless.

My brothers and I were born out of rage, hate, and void. They were born of hope, justice, protection, and void. It all came down to the Void. Just a black pit below the surface of the world, that wasn't visible to human eyes. But it influenced them. Made them hate and kill. 

I'd killed my brothers to gain their power. I have no regrets. The Guardians claim that too much power was a problem. I say, it's never enough. it will never be enough. The Void, on the other hand, was infinite. I learned to wield it, shape it. I poisoned the minds and souls of one of them. I hoped they would survive. They didn't, but managed to find an heir to all that power.

The Guardians, in retaliation, did the same. Only that person was so good it made me sick. but in the end, even the Guardians fell into the trap. Dark and Light never get along. The two heirs were the ones who first caused the war. And I was waiting eagerly for it. 

I was fueled by death and destruction. War was my home, death my dearest friend, pain my lover.

And the Seraphs? Sometimes, justice and hope were more dangerous than hate. False hopes caused issues. Take the boy, for example. He hoped for a simple life. It started out that way. Then the war came. It just created more pain and suffering for him. I fed off of it. 

They can continue doing what they do. It's only helping me. I just need the two of them. Then, I'll really have infinite power at my disposal. And this wasn't the only world. There were other dimensions ripe for carnage after this world is bled dry.

After the Seraphs were gone.

After I learn to fully use the Void.

After I get those two.

I started laughing. Everything was working out so perfectly, I almost didn't believe it. How could it be this easy? Everyone was walking right into my scheme, and I didn't even need to interfere. I'll just watch my plan unfold. I wait. I've waited thousands of years, simmering with hate for those Guardians. They'll see. I'll make them suffer. A quick death is too good. No, everything the love will crumble. it'll fall to ruin. They'll beg me for death in the end. They'll find it just out of reach. It'll be beautiful.

The Guardians claim to want peace. I say, let the world bleed.

WC: 640

I know I said the next few will be longer, but I just had the idea and really liked it. there's just not too much apart from how it started to be said in it though, so instead of dragging it out, making it wayyyyyyyy too long, I just decided to end it. Next part will be much longer, this time it's actually true. Anyway, hope you enjoyed!