Star Crossed Myth, The Star King Fanfic: The Day I Became King

Prologue

This is an unknown time, though a time everyone knew who had saved their memories remembered. The war from the mountainous arena, which was towered by the poisonous lava-filled volcano, the battlefield of a bloodbath and betraying of family, reached up to both sides' home-worlds. This was a war between two sides of one family. There was a treaty that lasted up to a certain couple child's 10th birthday. But the sight of this...combination, they found abominable. A Celestial Queen having a child with a Demon King? Unheard of...untill then. The mother, the Celestial Queen, was still in her palace when the place collapsed. She was grieving for her murdered son.

"Angie?! Angellina?! ANGELLINA!!! Where are you?! ANSWER ME!!!"

Though the palace fell around her and crushed her within. Her husband fell to his knees and screamed and cried more than he ever has. This Demon King...crying? He was usually brushing off his pain with a joke or two. But was this really time for humor? The death of his wife broke him finally. She refused to move for she wanted her death to be with her son. He edged near her crushed body, bleeding and broken. He could feel her soul...just barely in her dead form. Painfully, he pulled out her faint, silvery soul and fled.

"What am I to do with this...? Angie, why didn't you move...?! Why did you have to die...?!"

With all his pain erupting in his mind, the large building, and the fact that its collapsing, he didn't get completely out. Crushed by the doorway of the palace...legs forever useless, the palace finally done its falling. He weerily looked up from the debris...and lets go of Angellina's soul. He felt so angry...and crushed...these emotions had activate his long ago creations he was planning to put in the fray. Dormant and now awake, now trying to find him, he looses conscience.

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2 Weeks Later...

The Demon King finally felt like he regretted his decision. Those beings could kill and destroy everything. They were lifeless and empty, and practically had no feeling. They could not count as living beings. He felt like he just made this war worse.

???: "Therion!!! Where are you?! Answer me! THERION!!!"

Demon King: "...urgh...! What...?"

His head snaps up at the voice, making his neck hurt. He was awake...his creations feeling it...by a young man with brown hair and simple Celestial clothing. The Demon King, listening to his wife talking about her world all the time, that this young man is probably very low rank. Near powerless, mocked a lot, unknown to the world. And he looked like he was looking for someone....pain shot through his body at absolute random.

Demon King: "...ARGH...!!!"

He clamped his hand over his bloody mouth, his body seering in pain. The brown haired man whipped his head toward his half-crushed-by-grand-doorway and wounded self and he ran straight for him, looking like he was on the verge of tears. He removed the rubble from his legs and sat him up. Though, the Demon King could see that he was visibly disappointed.

Demon King: "I thank you...be it...appears that you were...looking for someone else..."

???: "Yeah...Therion...my...older brother."

Demon King: "...I wish I could help you in some way."

???: "Oh, no, that's alright. Your legs don't seem like they'll work anymore...you need help?"

Demon King: "I will manage...the question is...do you need help?"

???: "No, you're in more pain than I am now. Though...have you seen my brother Therion? He looks like me...but has black hair and ruby eyes."

Demon King: "...I'm sorry..."

They both look down at the ground for the moment...

Therious: "Hey...I'm Therious. Very low rank, so it won't surprise me if you don't know who I am."