Inferni

Prologue

Long ago, they say that the Supernatural Creatures and Humans lived in peace and harmony. They said that everyone acted like they were neighbors, and they were friendly with each other, no matter what gender or breed.

Supernaturals and Humans ruled together, making it so that no one species was over the other. Sure, there were a few scrimmages, but they were handled by a group called Inferni, or magic-wielders, which were like the police back then.

However, all of this changed when a man by the name of Vladimir Freddens decided that, what had been going on for centuries, was not good enough for the Supernatural Creatures. So, with the help of a God of Mischief and Deceit, Vladimir and his followers terrorized the Humans and killed off the Inferni until they were running for their lives.

Horrified by this new turn of events, the worshippers prayed for peace and harmony. Some knew better than to attack the others, but the ones that wanted war won that battle, displeasing the other Gods and Goddesses.

Battles strung across the once peaceful world, and blood from both sides was spilled. Brothers turned against brothers, sons turned against fathers, and so forth, until there was no happiness and laughter. They couldn't even trust their own families without getting suspicious of where they were going, as well as killing and enslaving the Infernis.

When only a handful of Infernis was left on the world, one stood up taller and more powerful than the rest. His name was Veron Gimbridge, and he had been seen as a Savior to both the Supernatural Creatures and Humans in those dark times.

Praying with all his might, Veron had gotten the strength he needed to beat Vladimir, even if it was for a little while. However, the cost was that he and his brothers were to be disintegrated until one day, a new Inferni would come and watch over the battle torn land.

Another thing that was to happen was that the Humans and Supernatural Creatures were not to remember about this battle that took place and was thought to be living in secret with one another. This meant that there was to be no mating of a Supernatural Creature and a Human, even though this sometimes happened with Werewolves.

And the last thing was to happen was that Vladimir's soul, and the God that cherished him, were to be sent into a deep sleep in a deep chasm, and to be woken when the time was right.

And so, it was the way of the Gods' and Goddesses', the Supernatural Creatures were wiped clean of this information and went into hiding, while the Human's memories were washed away and given fake ones as to how they came to be and family ties, until the day that their ruler would become of age and finish off the Dark Ages that this world has sunken into.

And thus, this is the beginning of my story, for I am Inferni.