Origin of The Evening Star

Crimson moon rising

The moon had been getting redder and darker, the air had begun to taste like ash, they had been looking to the skies, the rain wasn't rain it had become ash. mothers and fathers had been taking their children inside to protect them... but more importantly highking Argus had a seemingly violent change in his attitude and personality. The imperium had been given strict orders to allow the ash to continue to rain from the sky, the arcane magic had been acting strange and according to reports it seemed as if the realm had begun to bleed together creatures from all over the world had begun to come through, then reports kept coming in to Pora that there had been sightings of Demetruis Adonna the right hand to Vesper Drayden and the king of the Blood Thorne castle and more importantly the father to Jax Addona the current Ash Walker and the one who is currently here in the imperium's protection, Pora had begun to feel her magic lash out it had to be due to the moon turning red as red as the blood within everyone's body.

The moon had been making Luna lash out it had been making the normally quiet and soft spoken girl to become angered quickly, she had even lashed out at Al and she didn't mean to, she felt the wolf wanting to tear and rip wanting to come out and attack to allow the monster to take control to allow her to feed to replenish the hunger that the wolf had.... The moon the blood red moon, the crimson moon, Luna had begun to sallow the spit that had begun to form around her mouth... she had begun to feel the feeling stronger and stronger she needed to get out of here and hunt she needed to feel the cool air upon her boiling skin she had begun to have a panic attack she felt it she felt the change within the realm she felt the realms bleeding together and it needed to stop..

Jax had felt it their magic had been acting up, they knew what was happening it was the same thing that had begun to happen at the tower of ash, the voice had begun to speak again.

"They are all guilty they took everything away from you, they took your freedom, the gods need to pay."

Jax felt their hands move towards the blades that where too their side wanting to smite, slaughter and destroy what was left of the Imperium the voice inside his head those that follow the gods need to be destroyed and killed the gods need to learn a lesson. The gods had taken Jax's birth rite away from him had taken his tribe from him and due to that his father had sent him away to the order in which the order took them away from the only person that Jax had ever cared for Amoria. . . Speaking of Amoria Jax knew a conversation was needed to be had between the two,

"Burn them all down, rebuild the world in your image, reclaim your birth rite"

The voice the damned demon inside them wouldn't go away Jax had hoped with the slaying of their master would get rid of the thirst for death and destruction. But there was something that Jax did agree with is that the gods need to pay for what they did , all these people blindly following the lies and sins that their supposed holy ones created Jax knew that they would not walk in the shadows of the gods let alone walk in the shadow of those who blindly worship. Xavier could feel it the ring upon their left ring finger had begun to burn, it had begun to almost feel as if their finger was going to be ripped completely off, blood and begun to run down the hand of Xavier quickly grabbing a cloth to wipe up the blood and cover the hand they rushed into the back of their shop into their room studying the ring and noticing the glow upon it Xavier began to allow their magic to reach out and begun to concentrate on the bond that he had with his "Husband" Xavier felt it he knew what was coming the twilight of the Gods Festival was almost upon them... the Crimson Moon was an Omen an Omen of evil things that are to come. Looking into the sky and staring into the Crimson Mood Xavier notices one thing the only singular star with the sky... The Evening Star, the star guiding and capturing a broken Heart once a symbol of once was thought of love and protection and now symbol of death, pain and torment.