Various Council Bases, One-Eyed Society
Present Day Mount Cristobal, Philippines
Asuang (A deity in Philippine mythology who is to be said the father of modern-day Asuang. His appearance is still being debated but he is said to be a shapeshifter in the lore), fled Mount Malinao to Mount Cristobal after his brother Gugurang (a deity and brother of Asuang, good God and benefactor of people, guardian of one of the divine flames) attacked his base. The fire that burned in the hearth of his brother can be used in Alchemy to forge an immortal body for his minions. He left a slice of his consciousness and presence in Mount Malinao to make Gugurang think that he defeated him.
Mount Cristobal is the perfect place for him to rest and recover. He had heard of Banahaw, the mountain, just opposite of where he was staying. The Demigod, Makiling(a deity to be said residing in Mount Banahaw) is residing there and he plans to woo her to his side. But now, he must conserve his strength, until he can contend with Gugurang again.
He felt an intense cooling sensation on his chest where the tattoo of an eye and an inverted cross overlapped. It glowed and pulsated, and Asuang was forced to retreat to his cave and take the red book from his Baul. A message of summoning was written in an ancient but mysterious script.
Only those who bear the mark of the beast can decipher the code, and bearing one, Asuang can also speak and understand their language.
His eyes momentarily widened when he saw that Regina was dead. That High Priestess is one strong bitch. It can rival the power of the strongest Alok (a person who gives diseases and summons plague) under his employ. It seems that wooing Makiling will take a back seat.
It was over a millennium when they last gathered. He called for his Prima and Primo and asked his subordinates to gather and prepare the sacrifice for their travel.
Present Day City of Magic, Oman
A tall Middle-Eastern Woman sat on a throne made of mud, petting a donkey chained on her right and a black fire on her left. The donkey had red eyes and black smoke was coming out of its nose. Beneath her are kneeling people shrouded in black cloth, their eyes only visible.
"Tell me, did you successfully cast away the two sisters and their tribe from here?" She asked them languidly, her form flickering between a four-headed djinn and that of a human female.
"Yes Princess, we have dethroned the daughters of the Ghul. This place is yours to rule." the humans before her said in unison.
"Good, now leave, or else, I will turn you into my meal." She said, reverting to her original form. Most of them knew her as a male, but little did they know that she was a female. Abwa-a, that is her name, she will create more djinns, the vicious kind to rule these puny slaves.
"Princess, the book is calling." Told the red-eyed donkey beside her.
"Let it out pet. It has been a millennium since the book received a call." She responded while stroking the donkey's head with one hand and the cool symbol of an eye overlapping with an inverted cross that is on her chest.
He then let out a loud hacking sound and vomited a red glowing book. The lady gingerly picked it up and opened it to the glowing page.
Her eyebrows shot at the summons from the North Council. Their pale pretentious brothers and sisters of faith have issued a summoning.
"Maybe they encountered a thicker wall this time." she thought to herself. Very well, she will call back her Prima too and will set out to their meeting place.
Those humans bowing earlier looked like a good sacrifice.
Island of Thera, Mediterranean
As the sacrifice of the children ended several millennia ago, the Minotaur is bidding his time to resurface again. This island, buried under ash and fire is the perfect way to mask his presence. He recalled how Theras built it for prosperity and worship, but what he attracted was the presence of the Minotaur instead.
The Minotaur, bored by his isolation, played along and answered the prayer of the young King. Little did he know that the city he was building was a food haven for the bloodthirsty beast. He didn't need to wait for nine years before he could satiate his craving for flesh.
As the city and trade grew, many low-born women also abandoned their children on the banks near the sea. The sailors who promised them castles now disappeared, these dissolute women abandoned their children, in search of another hero to climb on.
When he was bored, this being walked among them to copulate with both men and women, the children he had borne now a part of his underground court. All sporting ram heads and have the same thirst for flesh as he did. His twin son and daughter sat beside him as he held court on the island.
They all worship the same faith and he could never be more satisfied with this arrangement. He looked further at the sea, the island was getting a bit cramped, maybe the need to explore more islands. Their food source is also reduced to critters and some wandering sailors who crashed their isle.
As the Minotaur was busy recollecting the past, his daughter touched his arm and said, "Father, the red book is glowing."
"Ah, just what I was looking for. I'm getting bored on this island." He said, standing up and taking the book from their marble altar.
Upon receiving the summons, he roared in jubilation, the mark of the beast on their chest responding to the call. "The end is near, come, we need to go to the North Council." He said to his son and daughter.
Each of them held their own copy of the book and slaughtered several of their relatives to open the portal.