Demons never believe in prophecies, especially the current King Leviathan. Despite his grandiose and his prowess, he cannot ignore tradition brought forth by previous Kings and upon the insistence of the Council, King Leviathan decides to consult the Oracle.
The Oracle is a virgin woman with special powers and she resides atop a rocky mountain with a group of male demons who called themselves the Ojave. Despite their reputation, King Leviathan believes the Ojave are just a bunch of horny demons lusting over the Oracle. Indulging in the kind of sorcery that no demon would dare, the Ojave had turned grotesque and boils and warts covered their skin – a sacrifice they were willing to pay.
King Leviathan arises after climbing up the rocky outpost.
The night was cold and the moon was out – casting its ethereal glow onto the subjects. The Oracle was lying in-between rocks that spiralled into the night sky and the Ojave were standing beyond the circle of rocks – simply awaiting for an answer. This is where they do most of their damning rituals – the sight of it brought shivers down anyone's spine.
"Come, King Leviathan. You must watch this."
He did not like watching a young female being controlled by an unknown sorcery – its white tendrils were enveloping her arms and legs. Her body rose up in the air and she flailed about as if an unknown someone was controlling her movements. The Ojave was muttering excitedly amongst themselves, and one begin to wonder the state of mind of these wretched demons.
Suddenly, her body seemed to contort rather painfully as she arched her back with her face turned to the sky and her lips opened up in a silent scream. King Leviathan wondered why the previous Kings allowed such things to continue – did these prophecies really work?
One amongst the group approached the female slowly, and carefully. The white tendrils seemed to part ways as he moved to hold her body. He stared at her with eyes full of lust and he leans down to her so he could drag his swollen tongue over her pale neck – savouring the taste of her skin and brought his ear next to her lips.
She seemed to whisper to him – a language that none could understand and the white tendrils disappeared suddenly, dropping her body to the ground abruptly. The Ojave got up to address King Leviathan and the King raises his head to accept the foretold prophecy.
"The beloved Queen will bear twins and one of them will bring doom to this world," he spoke in a grave tone. "You must separate them as eventually the dark one must die."
King Leviathan felt sick to his stomach.
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ParanormalThe one with the power to vanquish the Dark Demon arises. The two that are one, the one that is all. Born as the sun and moon combines. Born as one is now two, the strong finds greater strength in numbers. One must die at the hand of the other, none...
