This fic starts after seven years Stefan's death and Elena woke up. In Mystic Falls, everyone lives their usual, peaceful lives. But as we have become accustomed to, there is always something going on in this city. Bonnie returns with worrying news...
The devil, the spawn, the doppelganger, and the Bennett witches
2000 years ago...
Castillus ran. The chiton swung back and forth on his body, the tag slammed hard on his feet, leaving a deep mark on the sand, his raven-black, curly curls clinging to his forehead. His bright, baby-blue eyes focused on only one thing: the wedding venue, the garden he had created with his friend.
He was afraid of. What he was afraid of, he was terrified. He realized his brother's terrible plan, and if Quetsiyah learned of it, it could have catastrophic consequences. He knew his friend, he knew how much she loved Silus, together they dreamed of how happy a life they four would be. Castillus marries with Amara, Quetsiyah marries Silus, and then they live happily together for eternity as a family. Two things were not right with this dream. Castillus was no longer in love with Amara, nor was Silus reciprocating Quetsiyah's feelings, but it was too late to do anything against the events. The spell of immortality was completed, and Castillus only today realized the truth about himself and his brother. Now he can only do one thing: he has to stop the wedding.
When he finally found the place, he already knew it was too late. He was greeted by a terrible sight. The wonderful garden was dying. Castillus saw withered flowers, barren land, and wilderness. The man's whole body was filled with anger because his younger brother eventually betrayed the person who was most important to Castillus in the world.
The blue eyes flashed red, and suddenly huge, fiery red wings protruded from his back, which could span up to ten meters. The man waved his wings and then rose high. He had to find the woman he loved more than anything.
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The wheel of time turned, the ages came, then passed. Mortals waged meaningless wars, founded religions in the name of which millions were massacred. They built huge buildings to reach their god, whom they didn't even know. The world was dominated by greed and fear of loss.
But in beautiful silence, without the knowledge of mortals, another world was created, a world of shadows, a society of supernatural beings who still had the divine spark. Witches, werewolves, vampires and so many wonderful creatures covered in obscurity. Among these forgotten beings was Castillus a half-creature: half-celestial, half-human. The first of the hybrids that remained on the Earth.
