The Bloodiest King

He was born before his time.
Before the prophecies.
Before anyone could stop him.
Arashi was never destined to save the world.
He was born prematurely, fragile and too small to survive, and yet he did.
It wasn't a ritual.
It wasn't planned dark magic.
It was a mistake.
England was left behind. Japan became both a refuge and a cage.
While others were healed, broken magic seeped into his body.
Remnants of spells. Forbidden resonance. Consequences.
First came his hunger.
Then strength.
Then blood.
Arashi is not human.
Nor is he a ghoul.
He is the origin of something that does not yet exist.
There is no species.
There are no rules.
Only corpses remain when he loses control.
Magicians call him an aberration.
Humans call him a monster.
He doesn't call himself anything.
Shadows, violence and silence are the environment in which he is raised. He learns that mercy is of no use to him and that magic always exacts a price. His methods are cruel. His existence is questionable. Some call him a villain. Others call him a king.
But kings come later.
Monsters too.
Arashi came first.

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I hold all rights to the development of the story and some characters.

The world in which it takes place belongs to J.K. Rowling, while the ghouls and the CCG, including some characters, belong to Sui Ishida.