"'Miguel Azral'," said a man wearing a handsome red suit and white pants with black shoes and sunglasses and a white top hat. "You're saying that you were defeated by a boy using the disgusting animalistic mumblings in his MOUTH!?!? AAAAH!!!! AAAAH HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"
The Aswang King is in chains in front of this handsome man. "Puta ka...."
The man slams his fist into his face, causing the King to drool blood.
"Don't be surprised that I UNDERSTOOD that!"
"I'm merely asking for an apology."
"AAAAH HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! AN APOLOGY!?!!? YOU DESERVE ONLY SUFFERING!!! YOU, DISGUSTING TREE-CLIMBING MONKEY BAT... THING!!!" The man grabbed his malformed face. "Look at you... How humorous of you to think that a bat monkey can ever apologize to me!!!"
"I was asking for YOUR apology."
"Excuse YOU!?!?"
"You heard me, your Highness..."
"NGAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Do you hear what this filthy MONGREL just asked me!?!? ME!!! The GREATEST EVOLVED ARYAN IN HISTORY!!!! ERRRRRYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!" The man grabbed the King's face. "I am above you. Your skin... Your KIND... is beneath EVERYTHING I am! I've lived centuries! Long enough to realize how pathetically desperate you and humans are without us!!! For years we have ruled over the west and the superpowers in secret. And you dare question ME!!! ME!?!?!? FHACK YOU, MOHNGREL!!!"
"My Lord, I ask for your apology."
"And I ASK OF YOU TO SHAT AP!!! I am a GOD before you! You culture! Your race is nothing but a hindrance to MY People's development! MY RACE'S GODLINESS!!! Simply by being here is DISGUSTING me! OFFENDING me! DON'T YOU KNOW HOW IMPORTANT I AM!!!?!?!?"
"I will not stop asking on behalf of my people."
"WHAT ABOUT OUR PEOPLE!?!? MY PEOPLE!?!? MEEE!?!?"
"My Lord!"
The man grabs him by the jaw. "Speak up to me again, and I'll skewer you on a stake and drink your blood like the filthy Turks I once ruled over," said the man.
"Forgive me, Vlad Dracul..." The King prepares his Mirror Eyes. "But you insult me as well... And I... AM... ROYALTY!!!"
The King is suddenly slammed to the ground by literal shadowy tentacles and vines of darkness.
"I am warning you, FILTH... Never speak up to me again... Your Mirrors..." he said, blinding the King's eyes in darkness. "Mean... NOTHING..."
"I know one thing... And I have learned one thing... I only bow to men with honor. To you... I will never bow again."
*SHING!!!*
*SPLAT!!!*
The Aswang King is skewered by a black shadowy spike as the King bled in pain. The man reveals his fangs and begins drinking the blood.
"Shall we send him to Prometheus...?" asked a man behind him.
"Send him by the day. He'd become suspicious about our existence once more if you send him during twilight."
"Yes, my Lord."
"All hail the Vampire King..." sneered Vlad. "The true and RIGHTFUL ruler of THE WORLD!!!"
"HAIL!!! HAIL!!! HAIL!!!"
"Humanity never had the balls to rule over the world. The true ruler was I, VLAD!!! HAAAAAIL SAAAATAAAAAAAAAAAN!!!
I SHALL CALL UPON MY ARMY OF DARKNESS AND CONTINUE OUR REIGN!!! IT WAS NEVER THE PROMETHEAN AGE!!! IT WAS THE AGE OF TRANSYLVANIA!!! AGE OF DARKNESS!!! AGE OF GODS!!! I SHALL DINE WITH MISTRESS AURORA MORNINGSTAR!!! I SHALL REIGN OVER HUMAN SOCIETY AND GIVE IT THE CANCER AND SICKNESS IT DESERVES!!! I AM HUMANITY'S PARASITE!!! I AM HUMANITY'S GOD!!!" he smiled. "For it is the monsters who ruled over humanity all along." He stood proudly.
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The Blood from the Imposter Crown (2024)
Science FictionIn the sequel to "Blood of the Aswangs," join Miguel Azral as he unravels the mysterious truth about his lineage. Thought to be the legendary Aswang Prince, Miguel discovers his true nature as a hybrid of a demon and a Pantheon, his blood holding a...
