Alpha's Divine Commandments

Prologue

A dynasty rooted in the bloodshed of the past, blossoming over centuries into the nine divine commandments. The last civilization grounded by law, led by the beast himself.

Those who obey, stay alive. They who refuse, face his wrath.

For hundreds of years, mankind lived hand in hand with the lands, peace among lords and his men. The Lycan could slip in and out of their chosen Lord's manners unnoticed, maintaining the knowledge that mankind desired. Their population grew to match that of our own within the next decade.

Time pushed towards that of technological advancement beyond the need to survive. That of greed punished Mother Nature, stripping her fruits and nectar to fuel the machines and build their empire. Cities once built by stone evolved to bending steels. The once bright stars faded out as man spun gas to light their streets with constant fire. Liquids once so pure tainted and trapped by the glass to be sold by the gallon for consumption.

As their numbers multiplied, so did the demands for more. Forests trampled and paved over, sold off like the young sheep's lamb to the factory's hook. Our world crumbled by mankind's anger.

The old pure water canals pumping toxins into the streams our kind drank from. It seeping through the other states' lands. The infection spread, contaminating the food sources. The fauna dying out because of sickness, our pups went hungry for the first time in a millennium. Our traditions which allowed us to thrive met their end. The moon goddesses blessing weakening as our numbers dwindled to an all-time low. The stories passed down from kin to kin of how we came to be, rarely told.

Once the Lycans' lands became the next target for mankind's corruption, one bloodline favored new dawn. Alpha Thaddeus, the first of his name. Brought forth his pack from the North mountain, thousands of men followed in his actions. The four largest packs, each bringing their warriors to join under Thaddeus. The first-ever alliance to form between all four nations. Together forming an army to take on the threats approaching.

By the time humankind grew aware of the supernatural species, the war had already begun. Attempts to hold the capital fueled by greed and overconsumption were frail. Bound to corrupt the last pocket mother nature thrived within. The Lycan left their shadows, mounting an entire nation's revolution to correct the mistakes of the weaker kind.

Three decades of war passed in a blink. The remaining few with human blood pushed into their waste. A new dawn with a new order protected the Lycan species to repopulate their new world. The old dream blessing of the Moon Goddesses flourished once a year on the selected full moon. Thaddeus's bloodline began as he met his own, the first daughter from the South pack lands. Their story replacing the old wise tales a grandma would spill. Bloodshed and War Alpha Thaddeus took his rightful place forging the Royal Bloodline, their sons and daughters carrying on this tradition. Each firstborn Son taking his father's name out of respect, Thaddeus and his mate lead forth the new dawn which stood to this day.

Until one met his fire with an unstable blaze

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