The Refuge of Fate

Chapter 22 - Curse

A/N: I was listening to The Living Tombstone's - Discord while I wrote this chapter and I really do not know why either but you could too for a better reading experience. Enjoy! 

P.S., Take note that I am not using the capital 'G' for god as some may find it offensive because it will refer to the ones, in reality, people believe in. I constantly use 'god' for a non-specific term.

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"Father! Father!" Raegan called out as tears fell from his eyes. He was trying so hard to reach the vampire king but Gideon wasn't letting him go.

'N-Not now!' He closed his eyes despite the urge to let the little prince go to his father.

"Please, uncle! M-My father has changed!" Raegan pleaded but Gideon shook his head.

"Your highness..." He spoke lowly and Raegan looked at him with wide eyes brimming with tears.

Gideon looked at the king and his body trembled in fear.

'The devil himself. My liege has summoned the devil himself...' He thought in horror as he watched Ciaran's look.

The vampire king's entire frame was engulfed in black energy. The smoke that was being emitted from his feet seemed to decay and rot everything it touches.

It was so terrifying to the point that Gideon was shaking uncontrollably.

He knew that the young king would reach heights the world had never seen of before but he never thought it would be like this- to create the creature that was death himself into the incomplete ruler of the darkness.

The magic Ciaran emitted was strong. Gideon could feel it.

Stronger than what he used to be before.

'What is this?' He contemplated for a second trying to look for a possible answer.

Was it because of Pier alone? If it was, then Gideon couldn't even comprehend the power the young king held right now.

'So strong that he can create a sovereign himself...' Gideon shuddered at the idea that popped in his head and kept quiet.

He was scared and Gideon will gladly admit that.

Even though the vampire king wasn't fully the Sovereign of Darkness yet, being labeled as the 'incomplete' sovereign would mean he was already on the spot and just had a few missions left to do.

But his attention was shifted towards the white-haired king.

Pier's eyes were still gleaming while viewing everyone that was in the place.

Gideon's hold on Raegan tightened.

'If... If someone like that can create a sovereign...' His heart was now beating faster when realizations started hitting him.

Was this the epitome? Was this the highest entity of magic?

Far greater than dragons, far greater than any creature living in the world. The revelation of the end's beginning.

How would one term it right now?

The young swordmaster lowered his head and subconsciously scoffed.

Many might have secretly scoffed at him before for worshipping a human person such as the white-haired king like a god.

"But now..." His jaw clenched.

"U-Uncle...?" Raegan, too, was confused with how Gideon was suddenly acting.