Land of Eminence (T.R)

Prologue

The darkness that lies between the green crystalized water on a particularly gloomy day where all the creatures that live in these waters make themselves visible to their superiors. Magnificent creatures with different types of scales, colors, fins, tentacles or sharp teeth. Natural guards to their masters whom their precious weapon is water. Simple weapon but if known to be used correctly can do more damage than your mind can think of. Because let's be real, the only damage water would do would be drowning someone.

Right?

Wrong.

Or perhaps you are more of a earth person. The calming feeling of land beneath your feet calming you. Or you like to put a different kind of animal into submission for their protection, not that you need it, merely because you like loyalty and the human brain will involuntary find reason to disobey you. So you quench the feeling of power play with loyal animals with four legs, with unspeakable speed, terrific vision and filled to the brim with the need to please. Or perhaps you like the satisfaction of being one with nature. Let the vines suffocate the enemy while you order the land beneath you to open up for a grave for them. You are after all a gracious being and wouldn't want weak flesh rotting next to your dear plants and animals. No that Would be horrible.

Right?

Correct.

Maybe I was wrong and you prefer the goosebumps that come from the wind. While you are flying on the sky thousands of feet away from land of course. To be free on air with the company of different types of birds while they watch down for any type of danger, their eyes sharp but their beaks even sharper. You truly consider these animals your friends, how can you not when they have all the qualities of people you want close to you. Wise with a feeling of protectiveness any time their masters are in their sight which thanks to their terrific sight is most of the time. You are determined to learn something from them. When the enemy attacks you simply prefer the fastest solution and not give yourself into the temptation of power play which leads you to resort in simply channeling the air out of your opponent's breathing column.

Easiest way right?

Perhaps.

If you did not find that your mind and soul belonged to either of the options I previously mentioned fear not because there is one more. You are a person who is capable of so much damage but rarely uses it. You prefer to be a pacifist and rarely choose violence, but if it comes to that point your power will create so much damage no one will be able to put out the fire that has been bubbling inside you until it couldn't be held no more. You enjoy the company of fire breathers because they just like you are misunderstood creatures. But that is what comes with the power of being able to burn everything to the ground, you are deemed dangerous. All you want is for people to look over your mean demeanor, right?

Absolutely.

But not for one more second think you have found your people because there is one more kind of sorcery that is in all matters, above all on these lands. Now I don't want you getting upset when or if you don't get accepted into this powerful sorcery because this one is destruction. This one is raw dark sorcery. Don't be spooked yet, we all have darkness within us. Even the purest saints sometimes stop and wonder about what ifs, wonder how much more powerful would they have been had they let go of their godly morals. After all the most powerful people are always the most evil ones. If darkness is what you resonate with you get to have all the evil strength and so much more.

But you must remember power always comes with a price, and will Desdemona Skotos pay the price, or will she give into temptations of sanity.

Sweet sanity the only thing that the powerful people seem to lack. It is worth losing everything but gaining something new, right?

We'll see.

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A/N: If this story gets out of my drafts and peaks your interest I want to warn you. Not a story to be romanticized, but I mean you are reading a Tom Riddle fic so I will let it slide.

AS LONG AS IT STOPS AFTER YOU CLICK OFF THIS STORY.

Now I want to make myself clear here. Again if I do happen to publish this I wanna shout out to the Amazing author of "The Seven Devils"    thesehunprint . You guys might find similarities between her stories and this one but that is only because I am Eastern European and I am most experienced in knowing legends and gore that come from here. But I will also include other legends from all around the world. I promise I'll do my homework. But then again full credit goes where its due and that story is the one that inspired me to write about Tom.

Tw: This story contains explicit mentions of gore, sadism, torture, sexual activities, mental health, wizard racism, homophobia, dark magic, slight religious themes, mythology, physical and mental abuse. The list may go on.

Please read at your own accord.

Anyway I hope you enjoy and thank you for giving me and my universe chance.

Ps: English is not my first language so sorry about any mistakes and enjoy.