Chapter one 《 Inside the Blue moon Castle》 A meeting of Lucifer the King and his brothers, the other Daek Lords. The realm of Fhriyaile. The blue moon Castle.

Lucifer sat on his throne in the throne hall,

a massive hall made of valuable antiques, sculptures, golden structures designed to portray a stunning, flattering, striking resemblance of real wealth and power.

His blowout burgundy hair holding his outrageously fascinating crown made from the election of five rubies, fifteen sapphires and ten emeralds.

The crown was adorned with two hundred and fifty pearls and about two thousand diamonds.

The crown illuminated his unusual brooding amber eyes complimenting his devilish handsomeness.

The left side of the throne held a statue of an eagle with a cracked fire in it's mouth representing the strength of the cycle of eleven Daek Lords, no one messes with them and goes unpunished.

The right side of the throne held a sculpture of two embedded hands symbolizing the peace and tranquility of the cycle and the people of Fhriyaile.

Lucifer's hypnotic, compelling even voice boomed across the room commanding everyone's attention effortlessly.

"We've met here today to discuss the forwardness of the plot for vengeance. It's been precisely fifteen years from the Fhriyaile's Calendar and one hundred and fifty years from the Earth's Calendar since the extinction of our fellow brothers,"

He paused and took a large sip of water from the jug placed neatly by the servants on the office table situated on the far right of the throne. He placed the jug back on the table and looked at the faces of his loyal brothers, the expectant look on their faces revealed their anxiousness to know more. He continued,

"We were never able to take the proper cause of action due to the known reasons. The protections have been eliminated, which gives as an opportunity to perform an immediate strike."

"Great one, what do we need to do now that the most anticipated day has presented itself?"

Narsargiel's juvenile voice echoed across the hall.

Lucifer arose from his seat and removed a sword from its scabbard,

"There's a ritual to be performed to plump for the destined soul for this mission. A fire will be ignited in the middle of the this hall, each one of you will circle the fire for three times and cut yourselves with the ancient sword. If the fire transforms into purple and vivid blue immediately after having contact with the destined one's blood, It then signifies the fate of the cycle.

It was Caleb's turn to perform the ritual but nothing had still occurred, their bodies and minds were obscured with anxiousness.

The flick of blood dropped into the heavy flames situated in the middle of the throne hall illuminating the face of the unwavering warrior, the fire suddenly erupted into purple and vivid blue color moving in synchronization with the humid wind.

The mesmerising voice of Lucifer sounded again but this time with sharp vigor and a hint of antsiness.

"Caleb! The crown prince of Fhriyaile, the Daek Lord of Disaster. Second commander and the most greatest and ruthless warrior ever to be of existence.

You're chosen by destiny to avenge and inflicts the exact retribution for the misfortune that befallen your brothers. Use unforgiveness as your shield and death as your banner. Destroy every single soul of that specific generation. Go to the mortal world, perform your duties with distinction and emerge victorious."

"Great one! my heart is carved with pain and filled with untamed rage of what our brothers had to go through. It seemed all the promises to protect one another went through the windows and fell directly into the basket of deceitfulness and failed promises but I stand here today as the Crown Prince of Fhriyaile and the Daek Lord of Disaster and make this covenant to you all that I'm gonna avenge the demise of our brothers regardless of the consequences."

Caleb swore this with a bent knee and all the confidence he could muster, which meant a sign of total devotion and unchangeable promise in the realm of Fhriyaile.

They bowed their heads and recited the poem of commitment and protection.

"We pledge with our life to protect thee,

thou shall fight for lives with our own,

work together to make peace and strength,

this thus promises to thee.

Forever and ever."

Lucifer gave his last set of instructions before he departed from the castle.

"Metatron and Verquaniel,"

"Yes Great one", they replied.

"You'll work with Caleb to bring up the best plan to face the mortals, they're weak but not dumb. You'd then again tutor him on the best tactics to face the mortals head on when need be. They have destructible weapons at their disposal which might make us vulnerable to their treacherousness."

By the time he was done releasing his thoughts into words Metatron and Verquaniel were staring at him like he had grown three heads.

He gave them a knowing look and raised his hands in explanation.

"I know you probably think Caleb can take proper care of himself but you guys should help him out just in case, he's a warrior and all but even a robot has its limits."

They nodded their heads in understanding and replied in unison with a slight bow of their heads, a sign of respect to their King.

"Your wish, great one."

Daek Lords and their Curses.

1. Lucifer; The King, The ruler of Hell and

The Daek Lord of Demise.

2. Caleb; The crown prince of Fhriyaile, Second in command. One of the ruthless warrior.

The Daek Lord of Disaster.

3. Narsargiel; Third in command.

The Daek Lord of Famine

4. Rogziel; Governs sexuality

The most charming and handsome of all Daek Lords.

The Daek Lord of Lust

5. Oriel; The protecter of the outskirts of Fhriyaile.

The Daek Lord of temptation.

6. Araqiel; The advisor.

The Daek Lord of Vengeance.

7. Verquaniel; The messenger, another ruthless warrior.

The Daek Lord of Pain

8. Barman; The wisest.

The Daek Lord of Poverty

9.Metatron; The trickster and smartest.

The Daek Lord of Deception.

10. Praviul; The record and secret keeper.

The Daek Lord of Corruption.

11. Eieal; The protecter of the throne.

The Daek Lord of Betrayal.