The prophecy

A dark hall in the middle of an unknown abode, an eerie silence despite the presence of living beings, seated in a round table located at the middle of the hall were twelve anonymous figures.

Despite being alive, none of these anonymous figures actually moved, they sat still like sculpted figures none making a sound, but each of them were menacing, the palpable aura surrounding them was enough hint for one to know that these unknown figures were no where near the bottom of the food chain in their respective races, rather they were more akin to apex predators.

After a long while of creepy silence one of the anonymous figures spoke, his deep baritone voice filled with authority.

"Damian's late, again! Should we proceed the meeting without him."

Another voice came from the far end of the round table, this one sounding mischievous as one could even notice his malevolent grin amidst the darkness.

"Now, now, you know how Damian is.. he might behave lazy and uninterested but he's a person who values time.. Something important probably kept him from arriving early, not to mention I strongly believe he's tied to that prophecy.."

The snake like voice said as slowly and calmly as he could.

"What prophecy? " Another anonymous figure asked, his voice as cold as frost.

"Oh... I guess only a few tied to the gods or those defiant to fate heard huh? " The snake like voice answered once again. " Selene please convey the message of the gods to the rest of us. "

As soon as he said this, an anonymous figure sitting horizontally on the far edge of the round table opposite the anonymous figure with a snake like voice spoke, her voice calm and soothing like the tranquil feeling of the moon.

" The chaos of realms will give rise to the overwhelming darkness shackled by six chains, the blade which was once pointed to the rulers will once again rise to bring ruin to the rulers beyond, trespassing into the domain of gods, blood and darkness will tear apart the heavens and decimate gods and mortals alike, seeking vengeance against all humanity. "

As she finished, the unsettling silence returned, it seemed as though the anonymous figures were still digesting the prophecy which was conveyed to them.

Suddenly one of the figures spoke, his voice grim " so how does this prophecy relate to Damian? "

The anonymous figure with the snake like voice chuckled then said " I don't really need to say this do I?, I thought you all would have traced the hints of the prophecy to Damian and his race or rather his family, The nature of Damian's mana specifically is darkness, then there's the ability of the royal vampires, the ability to freely control and manipulate blood..."

Before he finished another voice spoke.. no rather mused to herself but the silence in the hall didn't let it go unnoticed.

".... blood and darkness will tear apart the heavens and decimate gods and mortals alike, seeking vengeance against all humanity...."

This time the grin on the anonymous figure with the snake like voice face widened making it visible and more noticeable, there were stitches on both sides of his lips, it seems like someone had tried to extend his lips all the way to the end of his jaw.

"Spot on Selene, by now it should have clicked in to the rest of you that this is related to Damian's family..."

"So what do expect us to do? We can't fight Damian, besides there isn't even enough proof that Damian is somehow involved or is the disaster in the prophecy." A voice chimed in, however it was immediately countered by another.

"Who the hell said anything about fighting him? Just kill the members of his family one by one, slowly until he breaks if different races are in on it then he won't even be able to apprehend u..."

Before he could continue a voice laced with rage came from the darkest corners of the room.

"You insolent fools, How ignorant of you all, and you dare call yourselves Monarchs... A prophecy is given, some morons tries to stop the cause, not knowing they're just propelling themselves to a future where the prophecy will actually come true, you guys will cause the downfall of this world with all your tyrannical bullshits."

The owner of the voice slowly walked out of the darkness, walking over to the round table.

The moon casted it's light through the windows and upon him, his features now visible.

In front of them stood a young looking individual who looked no older than twenty, his long black sleek hair adorned with various ornaments on both bangs on the side of his hair which stopped just barely above his shoulders, and the back which seemed to be tied towards the end stopped below his shoulders and extending to the middle of his back.

His pale skin and crimson eyes which radiated a sinster glow on his emotionless face making his handsome face look malevolent.

He wore a simple white long sleeved top and black obsidian trousers which spanned from his mid torso down to his ankle, then a regal cape draped on his shoulder covering his sides on the left, stopping right below his kneels and on his right hand he held an expensive looking cane which was without doubt created by one of the best cane makers in the mystic realm.

" I'll let you off with a warning this time, however if any one of you lay a single finger against any member of my family I'll become the disaster you all want before the one from the prophecy even appears." Damian warned, his killing intent palpable.

All the remaining Monarchs in the room were momentarily stunned with the exception of only a few who could resist the overwhelming killing intent of the vampire lord.

An anonymous figure suddenly stood up, furry laced in his voice, he yelled.. releasing a killing intent of his own.

"Who the hell do you think you are Damian, you think you can just waltz in here whenever you see fit, disregarding the time we scheduled the meeting for? This isn't a meeting with your councilmen you goddamn parasite."

As soon as he said these words he was suddenly lifted from the ground, feeling a tight grip on his throat he groaned.

Damian who had been previously standing at the entrance of the hall suddenly appeared at the round table, his hands were on the anonymous figure who dared to speak against him.

With a murdereous glint in his eyes, he warned.

"Don't test my patience olfred, I'm quite in a foul mood today you see.. and I won't even think twice before killing a rabid dog like you if you dare utter another word with those accursed lips of yours, know your place, monarch of wolves."

With that he threw olfred across the room.

Olfred crashed into the walls of the eerie halls, seemingly stunned for a moment before he stood up.

This time the wolf monarch figure was visible, he had a long silverish shoulder length hair and a scar running across his right eye and some barely noticeable goatee which were black, unlike his hair. He was handsome, unlike Damian who had a graceful look and feel to him, olfred seemed more like a ruffian.

' Damnit! Damian, that goddamn parasite dares....'

In a fit of rage he threw himself forward, lunging at Damian but he was stopped by the anonymous figure with the snake like voice.

"Calm down olfred, we didn't request this meeting to break the treaty, let's just get this over with."

Olfred tried to resist but eventually stopped, he threw a quick glance at Damian then muttered,

"Pierre, this better proceed as planned!"

And with that he took a seat back, glaring at Damian who had taken a sit opposite him, But Damian didn't seem to care, no... care wasn't quite the right word Damian seemed to completely ignore his existance.

With a slight clearing of his throat Pierre took his seat and started.

" About the prophecy, I'm sure Damian has heard about it so I'll proceed to discuss the main agenda of this meeting."

He paused for a while then continued.

" The increase in mana of the mystic realm has gotten dangerously high... We can't continue by diverting it to the forsaken realm, over there it's worse, the forsakens have become even more dangerous abominations, if we keep this up both the mystic realm and the forsaken realm won't be able to sustain any longer, it seems the gods wants a change... Though those bastards won't even get to the main point, they'll be leading us in circles until we understand their intent. We have to channel the mana somewhere else."

"And just where would we channel the mana to, you said it yourself most of the realms are already abundant in mana." A voice among the anonymous figures asked, his voice calm and yet his greyish coloured pupils glowed in the darkness sending a maddening glare towards Pierre as if he'd already known the answer.

With a crazed grin Pierre announced,

" We'll send the mana to the earth realm! "