She's the prophecy
The history of the prophecy was shrouded in mystery and legend. But according to the tales, it began with a blind seer embedded by the gods with the vision of a child prophesied to unite all clans, ushering an era of peace.
The vampires were the first to learn of the prophecy, which foretold that the child would be of their own flesh and blood. Yet, instead of embracing this revelation, their hearts ignited with a fierce hatred for the unborn child, leading them to rebel against it's coming.
Meanwhile, the werewolves, upon discovering the dark rebellion of the vampires, vowed to protect the child. This decision further tore the six clans apart, as some members, driven by fear, chose to side with the vampires while others rallied behind the werewolves.
As the night of the blood-red moon approached—700 years after the prophecy was first foretold— the prophesied child was born into the human world, seemingly cursed by fate and shunned by her own kind.
. . .
In a dimly lit chamber, a man approaches a fierce figure seated on a throne-like chair.
“My Lord... the child is alive,” he stammered, his head bowed and body visibly trembling with fear.
“Hmph,” Lord Neil scoffed, his eyes closed and lips curled into a sinister smile that sent chills down the messenger's spine.
“She's alive, you say?” he asked, his voice heavy with authority as he breathed out smoke that swirled in the air like a dark warning.
The messenger's heart skipped two beats as sweat dripped down his face; he slowly nods his head in affirmation
“Then she tricked me,”Neil declared, his expression suddenly cold as he opened his eyes, revealing crimson orbs that seemed capable of burning any soul at a glance.
“Summon Mia!” he roared, crushing the last remnants of his cigarette with his hand, his fangs elongating in anticipation of the chaos to come.
Now with her fate and life wrapped around an ancient prophecy, Would she fulfill her destiny or succumb to the darkness that surrounds her?
