It been a long day on Sunday afternoon, every witch, vampires, and any other supernatural creature living in the Cathedral of Light; they were were putting there battle gears. Armors, and capes; and wielding their war weapons. Everyone was preparing for the war that my bastard father have declare on us.
While everybody were busy dressing up, my brother Dracul was in the woods with me giving me speeches and testing my fighting skills.
My guardian Angel Michael was watching me, he was seating on a tree branch sharping his Seraph blade. He wore his Archangel armor, and it seem he was gonna join us in the coming war.
I'm the only one who can see him, but at the moment when I was training with my brother. He was making my brother to be able to see him, Michael can let people see him if he want them too.
It was 10:16 Am, and my brother was beating me up. He's a better fighter than me, and his weapon of choice is a flaming whip and twin Katana which are enchanted. His flaming whips, it's fiery is that of the pit of Hell.
Meaning when it is used against an opponent, instead of attacking the person; it attacks their souls. With the whips, Dracul can rip out the soul of a person. The Whips of Souls ( he has two of them ) was given to him by my father in the year of 1345, that was before he went mad.
The Whips of Souls, my brother Dracul does not carry them around. Instead of caring them around, he can summon them using his magic. He uses a spell called Morgulis to summon the Whip of Souls, Morgulis means " death"
This spell can be used in many ways, the user can use this spell to take the spirit of a person and seal it or put it into an object, an animal, in a painting, or in a dead corpse.
Morgulis can also be used to immobilized people, to resurrect, and to raise the dead and control and summon deities of hell, death gods and rulers.
The spell Morgulis, it's not a spell you can learn by studying it. To receive this spell, a person must sacrifice twenty people to the Death Reaper God; the Deity may ask for more than twenty people.
My brother Dracul did not sacrifice twenty people to the Death God to receive this spell, my father granted him the spell. Dracul was close with my father, more than me. He has all these great abilities because he was trained by the best of the best.
When he's able to summon the Whips of Souls, his arms would burst into flames and then the Hell fire will shape the whips.
In the woods training with him, everything when I contacted the whips; I felt like my life force was being sucked out of me. And I felt like my soul was about to live my body, but later I prove to be smarter than my brother and knock him out with a single punch.
" Nice punch Calder," said Michael." You have great courage, that is why I like your spirit. You're gentle, but you are faced with the darkness of the past. You are trying to start over, but out there . . . .there is a person who just want you to suffer; a person who doesn't want to see you happy. Your evil father is one example, I been alive for long long long long time; I have live this long to see how the world is changing and I have lived long enough to see how mankind have grown and change. Many believe this world isn't worth saving, but I believe different; that is why I'm still on here. Forming a relationship with many people, I observe and watch over the people I care about. For a moment I think I can do it, but the fabric of reality tells me that the power of an alliance and friendship lead people to victory and to success. I'm eternal, there was a time when I sacrificed my divine gifts to become a mortal; I wanted to learn more about them and to feel all the pain that they have felt over their life years. In my mortals days, I felt all the pain; for the first time I eta, sleep, drink, and feel petty and pain. In this days I knew for sure that this world and it population are worth fighting for and dying for."
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Army of the Aswang
FantasyEighteen years old Calder Bane is being hunted by Aswangs from 10th centuries in modern time, his father is a mad man, the Lord of the Aswang. Every thirteen year in his land, he crucified humans that dare preach the word of God, and those that dare...