Chapter 145: Chapter 145

Chapter 56 Surrendered

“Monsters are real, and ghosts are real too. They live inside us, and sometimes, they win.“–Stephen King

Osiris

Victory is mine.

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As the decades of my immortal life passed, I’ve strived to my goal of establishing a world where hybrids no longer hid in fear and decimating the weres. Meticulous planning came with great reward. As humans grow old, shrivel away, and die, I remained steadfast; using my abilities and faithfulness to my god to achieve my ultimate dream.

Now, that dream is turning into my reality.

The black waters churned and boiled like a witch’s cauldron, accepting the two visitors in its shadowy depths. Kiya has allowed her mind to bathe in the darkness and accepted it with no consequence. Trapped in a silent dome with her precious inner child, I can move forth with my plans to turn her into a powerful mistress of the night. Accepting their submission, a sheet of ice crackled over the water, reinforcing the resounding silence.

Glee escaped my lips in giggles. Then, laughter. Before I knew it, I was cackling in triumph. My Little Moon accepting her darkness is a gift for all my patience! Cold air gusted through my clothing but failed to dampen the happiness filling my veins. The struggle against the illusion of morality has ended.

The true story begins now.

Soon, I will taste the shed blood of the Zircon Moon mutts, relishing in the aroma of their demise.

A pathetic yet powerful howl echoed through the dark realm, rattling the foundation of the blighted trees. Artemis, trapped in her golden cage, mourns over the loss of her human. Unable to do a damn thing about it. Turning to the glittering prison, I shot a sweet smile at the white mutt, only to earn a snarl in return.

“You’ll pay for this!” She yelled, tears spilling from her disgusting blue eyes. “I swear to Selene, you’ll pay for what you’ve done to us!”

“Where is your stupid Goddess now?” I asked her, arching an eyebrow. “If Selene truly cared about her precious avatar, she’d will destiny and rescue you and Kiya from my clutches. But, as she abandoned me, she abandoned you. Still believe she is worthy of worship?”

Angry, the wolf slammed her body against the gilded bars. The cage rocked and rattled but didn’t budge. I have to admit, little Halima has quite the craftsmanship. Surely, this splendid prison is more than enough for Artemis–if it were up to me, I’d trap her in a cage of iron and rust.

“Keep fighting. It amuses me.”

“You think you’ve won, but evil will never win.” Artemis bellowed with faith. “You’ll reap what you sowed, Osiris. Karma is a bitch to deal with and she bites hard in the ass!”

“Big talk coming from a stupid dog. Karma is a misguided fool, picking favorites. The evilest humans on Earth evade her clutches, while those who accidently kill a bug suffer the worst consequences. I’m not afraid of

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karma–1 will be karma.”

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Black and crimson energy misted and sailed around us, presenting an exposé of seduction and evil. It hisses, bellowing through the withered trees and over the frozen pool hastily, thrilled to take residence in its new home. My smile cracked wider as the realm shifted and coiled from the ritual outside of this world, chaotic vibrations infusing themselves into their new host. I observed the confidence in Artemis wane as her head. darts around, her fur standing at full salute in her fear.

“As an extension of my god, Apophis, it appears I’m needed outside of Kiya’s mind. The chaos will run unchecked to every corner of this world, its touch malevolent. It won’t be long until this little avatar is mine for the taking.”

Poor Selene. She should’ve taken care of her avatars more. Kiya belongs to me now.

Tangible black hands slid around Artemis and her cage, grasping at the bars as a boundless black void opened. up behind her. Fearful blue met my amused red, helpless, and defeated. “Now, Artemis, I love to stay and chat more, but I have a world to build. Unfortunately, you won’t be a part of it.”

“No! Give Kiya back to me! She’ll get out of this!”

“No. I don’t like to share.”

“If she’s dead-!”

“She’s alive. She and Halima are safe in their watery dome below the pool, far from the world of light. Painless and peaceful, they shall remain there until the end of time. I provided them the one thing you couldn’t, Artemis: happiness. Use your time in the void to look upon your failure.”

The darkness dragged the cage backward, consuming the gold and the howling white wolf whole. Struggle upon struggle was all Artemis could do before black bathed the realm in silence once more. She, too, will understand how warm and secure the void is if she learned to accept it just as her human did, distant apart with their bond buried under layers upon layers of black.

No one will come in between me and my plans.

No one.

“Hold her limbs down, including her head. I wouldn’t want her to get an injury before she wakes.” I ordered after my return from Kiya’s mind.

The mind bathing in the grand pool of darkness told a different tale than the body. Complications arose when the body fights against the evil allure, holding onto more memory than the mind would allow itself. Decked out with healed scars, an elephant’s memory is embedded in the pores of the skin. Because of this, Kiya’s body fought against the infection of holy darkness, rejecting its chaotic advancements.

Thus, lead to her convulsing on the mattress surrounded by blazing candles dressed in snake blood. In her seizure, she continues to fight. Few people have the level of willpower Kiya has–resisting, inflicting herself with more pain to remain in the light. From watching her, I see why Selene picked her to be her successor,

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because she is a fighter.

She will maintain that fighter status; except it’ll be for the side of hatred.

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As the corrupt witches continued their ritualistic chanting of evil, the loyal hybrids held Kiya’s limbs down and secured her head while her body bounced wildly at all angles. Her sounds of struggle and whimpering bombarded my ears, did nothing to sway my lifeless heart. She needs this, and sadly, bonding with darkness brings slight pain. Pepi slithered up on my arm, lying his tiny head on my shoulder. Excitement fluttered in his scaly body, fit to induct Kiya into our family.

I’m excited as well. The tarnishing influence of the light side will lose its hold; its convincing façade of virtue

led all species in the world to accept that succumbing into their dark desires made them less than. Always, they must side with the standards of piety to guarantee their spot in what they believe to be heaven.

How long have I trusted that lie? Doing good will bring good, yet I’ve lost more in the light than I have in the darkness. Anger boiled through me as I reflected about all that was taken from me, including my beloved Amber; a pure, innocent soul stolen from me by a man karma failed to discipline. Death didn’t come for him soon enough and he perished with glory and praise, producing more descendants of his insanity.

Soon, his descendants will reap the punishment he’d escaped for so long.

My Little Moon will not simply be the key to their downfall, but a weapon to strike down the undeserving. Zircon Moon is the opening act. The end will be when we both sit on our thrones in a new world where we are sacrosanct, ruling by my side as my beacon and lover.

I observed from the foot of the mattress as her convulsing slowly calmed, lifting the pressure off my servants. Black wisps hovered around her left arm and used her brown flesh as a canvas to create a complex drawing. looping from the back of her palm toward the mark on her neck. When it cleared, it revealed a tattoo–like design of an elegant, hissing snake in Pepi’s liking.

Soon, my Little Moon will rouse into a dark life full of unfathomable power. The light was her weakness, but she will rise to power. Fueled with hatred and resentment stemming from a history of pain, she will become a sword of destruction that no one can stop. There will be no room for mercy or friendship or kindness–she will cease to be a pawn of destiny.

What Neron Prince had thrown away has become mine for the taking.

Suddenly, the snake blood candles exploded one by one, shooting hot wax across the room, some hitting the magicians and hybrids who yelped in pain. The hymn ceased and the anarchic energy left the room right after Kiya let out a final scream before stilling like a corpse.

This part of the ritual is completed. I directed my servants to move from my newly formed woman, threatening to cut their hands off if their touch lingered on what was mine. Walking toward her, ignoring the discarded pieces of wax, I cradled her paling brown cheek in my palm, caressing her supple skin with my thumb.

“There, there, my darling. It’ll be okay.” My heart is lost to the world, but now it stirs. In pure anticipation. I wanted to be the first one my Little Moon sees as she wakes into her new world. I’ll be the one to take care of her and love her like she deserves. Leaning down, I pressed my forehead against hers, Pepi slithering in the

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space between us. “Open your eyes and allow me to guide you into glory. The light no longer serves you, for only the dark will. Wake up, my darling.”

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Patience is a virtue, but the reward was wonderful. Stunning crimson glanced into my own as her eyelids fluttered open, awake and alert. The eyes that previously expressed loathing and disgust gave me curiosity and yearning. Beautiful couldn’t describe my Kiya properly. Silently, Kiya wrapped an arm around my shoulders, hiding her head in the crook of my neck. Chuckling, I gathered my darling into my arms, holding her close to my body.

“I got you, Little Moon. You need not to worry.” She gave me a weak grunt in response.

“Lord Osiris.” One hybrid arrived, bowing his head. “The bloodbath for our Lady is ready.”

“Excellent.” I darted my eyes to the surrounding servants. “Tidy up around here while I get our Lady acclimated.”

“Yes, Sir.”

As they cleared the ritual space, I carried my Kiya out of the room and escorted her toward the lavatory, following the sharp aroma of blood and forbidden magic. Pepi made his home on Kiya’s chest, eyes fluttering closed in her warmth. Kiya’s silence told me many things, notably since awakening with new powers is overwhelming. But, attached as Halima was, she found solstice near my body.

So precious. Absolutely precious. It’s such a pleasant mockery to that wretched Goddess Selene that her precious child is now an agent of darkness. Even the moon has a dark side, thriving as both a blessing and curse. And her avatar has turned into my miracle.

All mine.

Entering the bath area, I ignored the crippled, scattered bodies of the witches and hybrids breathing heavily on the ground with their wrists slit wide, admiring the formerly pristine bathtub filled with their blood, shielded by sheen curtains. The final step to solidify Kiya’s new role is to feed her madness. Without the voice of her wolf, I shall be the tiny voice in her ear.

Settling my quiet darling onto her feet, two corrupt witches took her to a corner to prepare her for the bath, stripping her clothes away. Appropriate attire to gratify her current standing will be provided for her as soon after to compliment her blackening heart. Kiya showed some hesitancy at first as they pulled her toward the blood bath, her eyes seeking mine for reassurance.

“It is alright, darling.”

Nodding timidly, she took her first steps into the bath before settling in. Her knees rose from the surface as the blood covered her bare essentials from the collarbone downward. Silence and stillness followed after Kiya relaxed in her new bath, her breathing calm. But her sudden giggling broke the silent ambiance, alarming the witches.

Then the laughter. Maniacal laughter that brought out the sinister beauty hidden from the world. Aided with the blood magic infused in the bath, her madness finally settled in, making its home in her heart, body, and soul. Her coiled hair draped over the bathtub rim as she continued laughing, covering her face with her bloodied hands as she caught her breath.

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“Yes, yes! The pain is gone!” She acknowledged, happiness oozing from her words. “I love it!”

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Pepi slithered off my arm toward the bath, poking his head next to Kiya’s. She turned her head to him. beaming with all the love in the world, curling her red finger under his chin. “I’m sorry for hurting you, sweetheart. Forgive me?” She cooed. He answered with pressing his nose against her cheek, making her giggle.

Another smile rested on my face as I joined Pepi next to the bath, my hand smoothening out my darling’s hair. “You’ll never feel pain again, Little Moon. It’s what you always wanted, right? Now, you can be happy forever, as long as you stay by my side.”

“Forever?” She asked me in a sweet voice.

“Forever. You’re mine now, darling. Your pathetic Alpha mate can’t claim you, anymore.”

“Good. I don’t want him.”

Taking her bloodstained hand in mine and the other on the back of her head, a deep chuckle rumbled from my chest, pressing her forehead against mine. “That’s exactly what I want to hear.”

My Little Moon and I shared a tender kiss, sealing our promise to be happy together with the fumes of blood igniting the kiss. I’ve successfully enraptured the heart of the moon as mine, stealing her from a bastard who’ll never have her.

Oh, Alpha Neron.

I cannot wait to see the pain in your eyes once you see what was once yours is now mine.

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