Kissed By A Cursed Star

1) "Secret" Escape

"What's that in the sky?"

"It's coming right at us!"

"Is the world ending?"

A long time ago, an unidentifiable object was aiming right for the Earth, inexplicable events started occurring, strange tears marks opened up in various parts of the world and there was a sudden burst of power.

Accompanied with these strange strings of events came the Xeniths, grotesque and deformed monsters which threaten human lives. None were safe. These creatures responded to any form of life aggressively, tearing anything in their path to shreds.

This was when mankind realized they were not alone in this world, that they were not the only form of intelligence around and that there were other beings, different from them, beings that were out of this world.

These beings reached out a helping hand to man. Magic was no longer practiced by a few gifted ones. What was thought to be the end of humanity was in fact, the beginning of a whole new era, that of sorcery and this, is also where my story began,

.

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or is it?

Who was it to say there can only be one beginning?

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Astria

Capital of the Demon Realm:

"P-please have mercy!" the man begged as he looked up, agonizing in pain, at the figure looming over him.

"Aww, you poor thing" the figure said condolingly. It seemed like he was reconsidering his next course of action, with his pity-filled eyes looking down at the bloodied, limping man, before plastering a cheshire smile on his face and responding in a sing-song voice "~Just kidding!"

These words were followed by a blood-curdling scream which slowly died out and a small, black orb took the place of the man. With a satisfied smile the figure picked up the orb and put it in his pocket.

Just then a loud cheer of triumph erupted around him. Excited and relieved voices could be heard mixing together in jumbled sentences.

"Hooray, the Phantom Mage won!"

"The nightmare is finally over!"

"Quick! Let's ask for an autograph before he leaves!"

Not giving the villagers a chance to flock around him, the figure duck under a carriage and said, "I'm Vinx, ascend." As soon as these words left his lips, garnet eyes turned cognac, stygian hair turned lapis and chiselled and soft features replaced sharp and refined ones. Vinx slipped out from under the carriage and glided away from the crowd with a dazed look on his face.

Having walked a couple of miles a booming voice suddenly yelled in his mind, making him flinch "Did you really have to take on so many jobs! I'm fucking exhausted!"

At the same time an enormous bird descended from the sky, its iridescent crown standing proudly atop its head and gleaming tri coloured feathers reflecting the sunlight. It stood in front of Vinx in all its splendo-

"Maybe if you spent less time flaunting your plumage and weren't so scared about getting dirty we would have long finished everything, Rayquan?" retorted the boy while throwing the bird a pointed look.

"Can we get going already!" grumbles out Ray for a lack of better words.

Chuckling Vinx mounted the irritated being and together they flew off in the distance.