"It has been so long since I last saw you all. Almost 400 years."
A voice as sweet as nectar yet with a hidden authority and malice called out to the group of confused college students with familiarity.
The response was a deeper confusion and instinctive fear as shadows around the room shook with glee at the unknown voice as an unknown figure walked into the moonlight of the summoning room.
long Ash grey hair with wisps of black and tinges of purple mixed in that partially covered deep amethyst eyes that held wisdom and grace that far exceeded anyone in the room. It was obvious from those eyes that the figure was meant to be old, Almost ancient but contrary to the belief the figure looked young barely in his 20s with features that created an almost androgynous look followed by slender limbs that gave an aura of weakness to the stunned group.
I have waited so long for this day... The day that I would awaken to this time once again. After all I was forced to survive an almost impossible battle.
Turning to the king who looked as if he aged rapidly just from the sight of the figure the sickly sweet tone switched to theat of an opressor as a short wave of bloodlust filled the room momentarily.
"Who said you had the right to even look at me after all your lineage has done agidyne."
"Kneel"
The king that had welcomed them and told them of his strength being near the peak was helplessly rendered immobile as he fell to his knees his head indented in the marble flooring.
"Better"
A single word that was all it took for the mysterious figure to render a king helpless.
"I should let the others know that I am finally back from my slumber. I hope they haven't forgotten about me." The mysterious figure ruminated his thoughts out loud as if it was totally normal
Turning to the group his eyes softened looking almost wistful before he looked at some of the
members of the heroes group and disgust replaced his visage.
"Move out of the way."
Walking up to the ritual platform from where he was reborn he tore it open to unearth what was beneath, a futuristic pod which they delicately opened before stroking whatever was inside.
Gently and ever so gently he picked up whatever was inside before walking out of the hole and disappearing from the sight of the others. A single drop of water falling to the ground in his wake.
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The king in a shaky voice trembled in fear at what he had just seen. It was a myth that the kingdom was build on his power. A myth that only his family knew of and yet it was true. A single word fell from his mouth before he collapsed in fear.
"Demon king"