Demon Sovereign Chp 2 out
Hello everyone this is my first attempt at writing something. I hear the first chapter has to draw the readers into wanting to continue with the story. This is kind of a pet project for me so I'm not too sure on how regular the updates will be, I guess it will be dependent on the kind of response I get. I will probably write a synopsis in a few chapters, but until then you'll just have to guess :P
I will also be posting this on royalroadl
Chapter 0 – Prologue
Darkness. It was the night of winter solstice, the longest night of the year.
A strong wind billows throughout the valley, rustling the grass and bending the trees to their will, carrying with it a strong stench of blood.
In a clearing was a woman. She had a black cloak on and wore conical hat which masked her features. However it could not mask the aura of death that surrounded her, it seemed like she would not live for much longer.
“It has been a long time, Father.”
A middle aged man emerged from the trees with a serious look on his face. His eyes were pained and held a deep feeling of melancholy. He sighed heavily before answering “Qinq’er did it really have to turn out this way?”
The woman named Qing’er removed her conical hat and revealed a face that was breathtakingly gorgeous and long flowing black hair. She had almond coloured round eyes, perky red lips with a petit chin, button nose and an almost perfectly symmetrical face. Despite the bright red blood dripping from head down her face her complexion was akin to a flawless jade. No imperfections.
“I have no regrets” she said as she looked down into her cloak. A look of love reached her face as she smiled warmly.
Qing’er then reached into her cloak and pulled out a baby. She held the baby in her arms rocking it back and forth gently as she looked at it lovingly.
The middle aged man started before regaining his composure. He looked at this scene of his daughter and grandchild and felt heartache. They say a mother’s love is the most beautiful thing in this world but the man could only admire it with a heavy heart.
“Father, I will not be in this world much longer. You are the only person I can trust with the life of my son.”
The middle aged man looked at his daughter as a tear rolled down his face. He nodded his head once before saying, “I will raise him as best I can”.
“Don’t tell him what’s transpired here unless you absolutely have to. If possible I want him to live a happy and normal life” Qing’er said with her gaze not leaving her son.
“But what of the Father?” The middle aged man inquired
“If fate wills it, they will find each other” Qing’er said as she walked slowly toward the middle aged man. She carefully handed over the child before turning.
“What is the child’s name?” He asked.
Qing’er leapt onto a nearby boulder before turning to her Father. Her hair billowed in the strong wind and the resplendent moon at her back made her look like an ethereal fairy. “His name is Dao Li”. She then pounced off into the distance, not once turning back.
The middle aged man looked in the direction his daughter had left for some time before finally looking down at the child in his arms. The baby had his eyes opened, they were almond in colour. “Boy, apart from your eyes you really do resemble your father…” He sighed and headed back in the direction he came from.
Later that night
The night air still reeked of blood, distributed throughout the forest by the raging winds.
A mournful howl sounded among the valley and surrounding areas, drowning out the sounds of the night. The wind came to a halt, the trees stopped moving and the grass stopped rustling. It was as if the whole world was paying attention.
Once more a howl spread through the land. However this howl seemed more reserved, like it was a last goodbye filled with something tender.
The quiet lasted for no less than 60 seconds before the strong gales and noises of the forest continued. This time there was no stench of blood, it was as if there was none to begin with at all.