Prologue

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It was in the surroundings- in the very air citizens breathed. It refused to be named; only known as a feeling like some damned deity had awoken. Unexplained deaths occurring in each and every city, floods, avalanche, hurricane, mudslide, acid rain, the lowest food harvest in history, Not a single thing went right on this day.

Aside a single birth of strong and noble blood.

A single birth that caused the sun to darken and the gods themselves to cry due to the destruction a single birth could cause; The wind shed heavy hail tears, howling sorrows of a birth to the tough windows that had to endure it; more chaos, more destruction and more dark thoughts that plagued the mind and soul; Yet what could cause the world to collapse, even if only for a single day? 

The answer is simple.

 A single birth; a child-newborn with frosted ivory hair as it's only purity.


A single birth, the only one not stillborn that day.



A single birth, of a child who never cried.





A single birth, of a pureblooded MONSTER.

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