The Immortal | Prequel Story |

Chapter 1 ~ The General of the East Lands

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~ Planet Verdamnt ~

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Humans were the first to inhabit what would be known as planet Verdamnt. The planet contained a mystical water source that turned fantasy into reality. Books were tossed into the water, first by accident then by intent, and out of the books arose the creatures from within.

Kings, queens, princes, princesses, dragons, trolls, griffins, ogres, unicorns, mermaids, nymphs, seahorses, giants, and every fairytale character, all sprang out of the water and landed on the green lands of opportunity.

More and more spread over the land, occupying various parts of territory. Many of the bad creatures were killed and destroyed by the good creatures, and the land became peaceful again.

Then came the vampires. A romanticized horror, they were everything but a fairytale. People feared the undead that fed on the living. Nightmares couldn't amount to the horrors the vampires had done since their arrival. Much of the human population had fallen prey to these creatures as they fed to satisfy their thirst.

There had been numerous attempts to rid the planet of vampires. Though humans failed countless times, some still stubbornly continued to fight, arming themselves with spades, crosses, garlic, flashlights, mirrors, silver, blackthorn, and everything else that was used to fight the vampires.

Some of the population fled the planet, seeking safety on fairy planets Monshalow and Natvolo. The planet earned its name 'Verdamnt' as the galactic word for 'Damned' because of the vampires that dominated the planet.

The population that remained on the planet had dried up the water source, burning it up on purpose to prevent any further creatures from coming to being. Armies were gathered to combat the impossible force. Generals spent day and night evaluating every possible detail about vampires, in hopes of figuring out new ways to fight their deadly foes.

One such general, Keresi, the general of the East lands, suggested a different approach: eradicating the vampire thirst for blood.

"Their thirst is their weakness," Iérti told the other generals seated at the garlic-laden tent in the silver fortress. "Perhaps we ought to find a way to break their thirst. They won't feed on us if they no longer need to drink blood."

Norwan Isosceles, the general of the North lands, scrunched up his nose as he considered Iérti's suggestion. "Vampires are like mosquitoes. There's no good in them. They need to be exterminated entirely."

"I see some reasoning in Iérti's statement, though I don't see how there is a way, if at all possible," said Eluro Crye, the general of the West lands. He spit seeds out of the pomegranate he was eating and reached for the cask of cider.

Theose Cassini, the general of the South lands, frowned thoughtfully as he considered what the others were saying. "That would be like trying to lead a mosquito to water," Theose said, reflecting on the near impossibility of the situation.

"Speaking of water, here comes the bringer of water," said Eluro, motioning forward.

The generals looked up to see a little girl. She was about five years old, wearing a simple homespun dress, and had her brown hair in a braid over her shoulder. She was holding a hug of water in both hands, walking carefully to not spill it.

Iérti smiled at the little girl as she came up to them. The kindest of the generals, Iérti had long sleek black hair, gentle brown eyes, fair skin, and wore dark red clothing that looked elaborate in warrior design. His emblem was a white garlic knot, sewn on top of his clothing and on his saddle and gear.