Eterna

~Prologue~

AN: It's finally finished! Please keep in mind that I began writing this story about three years ago and my writing skills have increased substantially since then. Therefore, the writing style will evolve, the further you read. Thank you for taking the time to read Eterna. Please vote, comment and spread the word. Thank you!

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Heaven, they call it. We call it the Upper Realm. Hell, they say. We say the Underworld. Purgatory, they look toward. The Netherworld, we claim it. Home, you say. We say Earth. The middle of all of these you exist; ignorant of the circumstances above and below you. In order to smother the ignorance, we have created pathways. These pathways are called Dimentia Portals. Open, yet hidden to the naked eye, to keep you, the Humes, far from danger but close enough to be helped. Wells, manholes and doors; all to our world.

Decades upon decades ago, one of the greatest of the Angelics, Lucia Alecio, took it upon himself to go against the ways of the Great Rited, and merge the realms together. His heart may have been in the right place, but he defied the great Law and was made a new home and a throne all his own; The Underworld. This Hellish dwelling was made for him and whatever followers he had obtained, to dwell far away from all things good. His highest powers of light were taken away and powers of darkness were given to him in their place. Above all, the name he boasted and claimed was replaced with a new one: Lucius Alexander.

He hated all those that dwelled in the Upper Realm and cursed their names. With his new dark powers, he forged creatures so hideous, so cruel and bestial, they could not survive in the light. All of his followers were bestowed dark powers and new names as to distinguish them from their originals. Black Mages, Werewolves, Dark Faeries, Rogue Vampires, and his creations, called The Condemned, made up the inhabitants of The Underworld.

He sent out his minions to poison the minds of the people, making them think that the Darkwalkers were the enemies, convincing people that they were spies reporting back to The Underworld. In an attempt to defend the realm, a war was forged against the Darkwalkers; A war that became genocide. Thousands of Darkwalkers perished in this assault. All but one was demolished; A young child named Evelyn was spared. She was taken to the Adigio Forest and given to its trees by her young mother. There, the forest protected her from hunters and pursuers. Her memory had been wiped away by her mother to protect her, and to hopefully be restored in the future. Now, years later, she travels the realm in search of the truth about herself.

The realm remains in peace and in hatred toward Darklings; Creatures that share the blood of Darkwalkers. All the while this hate distracts them, Lord Lucius plans a devastating attack to take over all the realms, beginning with Earth and ending with the surrender of the Upper Realm; every second plotting the restored memory of Lady Evelyn Crowe...