Van Deloney: Calestinia Case Study [[CHRONICLE ONE]]

𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑿𝑽𝑰

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NOTICE OF CONTENT TRIGGER WARNING

This novel contains harsh descriptions of heinous crimes, violence, gore, swear words, and disturbing scenes, and other issues that may be considered inappropriate for younger readers. Parents are advised to exercise caution when determining whether this content is appropriate for their children.

THE BLACKPOOL CATASTROPHE

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"The one who bears it in silence, usually have the ancestors' secrecy. A hidden motive that is concealed from all but one's inner self."

HAVE YOU ever pondered the Crimson Eye bloodline, the family who bears a singular, distinctive, crimson-colored eye within the country of Albiana? Rumors were told about how they are highly adept and clever; however, no one is permitted to wed others besides their fellow bloodline relative.

In order to maintain their unique attributes away from the public eye, an incestuous betrothal is what is needed within their familial traditions. Nobody is permitted to oppose the regulations, unless the individual themselves wishes to be deprived of the crimson irises they possess, with their sight vanishing as a result of insubordination.

Although the majority of the members of the bloodline persisted in their incestuous marriages, one member of the family went rogue and got married outside of the family. As that individual knew, what they were pursuing was merely self-centeredness. They had no interest in permitting the others to profit from their unique attributes.

In the wake of the family situation, the bloodline was put to death by no one aside from the formidable individual. The monarch of Albiana, the King of Ruthania family, executed the clan over the matter. With the incident taking place, the celebrated bloodline known as the 'Crimson Eye Bloodline', otherwise referred to as the 'Deadlock family' was pressured into experiencing their devastating doom.

November 25, 1882

A ringing telephone sounded out inside the dim chamber in which no one was present, the silence was eerie and disquieting, until a certain individual picked up the call. "Hello, this is the retainer to His Majesty speaking, how may I assist you on the other end of this phone line?" a gentleman spoke up into the mouthpiece.

"Ah, Seth. It's you. How is the mission going with you and Travious?" he inquired the member on the other end of the call line. "The task has been successful, Lan. There is just one anomaly, though. Travious has attacked someone besides the target after I got the crucial documents," Percival answered from the opposite side of the telephone while focusing his gaze upon Travious who was still imprisoned and lying on the ground attempting to get rid of the shackles binding him.

"WELL, I CANNOT HELP BUT TO MAKE THE WITNESS A CORPSE AS WELL! THIS IDIOT SIMPLY OBSTRUCTED ME FROM SLAUGHTERING THAT INSIDIOUS VERMIN!" Travious yelled out while still being confined by the chains, whereas Percival took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it on his own mouth before sparking it up with his lighter. "A witness? Do you even recollect their appearance?" Zephyrl questioned the two of them who were on the other side of the phone.

"OF COURSE, I DO KNOW HIS FEATURES! HE IS FITTED WITH A SERVANT'S UNIFORM ACCOMPANIED BY WEIRD SPECTACLES AND JET BLACK HAIR!" Travious described with utmost rage of the physical traits of the individual he had in mind with the utmost precision. Meanwhile, Percival on the other side was just puffing away on his cigarette while gripping the telephone on his hand.