Entangled by fate, a demon born god, sworn to bring destruction upon the human race is bewitched by beauty. A beauty with a past that threatens to break the bond. He must go against his nature to bring his love to his world. Would she remember him?
How it came? I don't know. I only saw it shinning before me, I looked up and it was there. Before me it stood but it appeared to be a human but she didn't say a word but only stared at me. I, not knowing what it was, walked away. Yet it followed me wherever I went.
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Truly speaking, Megion is a fairly gigantic kingdom said to be ruled by a girl of eighteen years. I had to do as I was told but I have to be careful. I've fallen in love with her just by seeing her beauty but what will happen when I speak with her. I will have to go against everyone for her.
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This is where the story begins.
Megion's beautiful princess, Eamarn is about to be made the queen of Megion. Only eighteen but has both wisdom and insight but she flirts a lot. The son of a leader is said to have some of his qualities but she is incredibly different from all.
A God descended from nothing. He is created by the clash between the heavenly and the hellish beings. Their clash brought about a great mystery yet unsolved. A God sent to bring about the downfall of the human race falls in love to be questioned.
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"Where am I?" Eamarn asked from an unseen image. " You are on an island of Ause." Yean said.
"Who are you." Eamarn asked. "My name is ... (He thought before answering)... Yean, yes Yean." Yean said.
"Yean? What does that mean?"Eamarn thought. "So what is this place?"Eamarn asked.
"This is Creed, it's an island of Ause." Yean replied.
"I've never heard of it. Nevermind, how can I get back to Megion?" Eamarn asked
"I don't know where that is." Yean replied.
"I need to get out of here, I don't even know how I got here in the first place. I was at the altar to be coronated but in a blink of an eye I am here. I have got to get back, I can't just get lost like that."Eamarn said. She became curious about the man who wasn't there when she had arrived in this unknown island.
"And you, how come you are here? When I looked around no one was here so how come you are here within a twinkle of an eye?" Eamarn asked unsure of the man's intention.
" Hey this is magical forest so what do you expect? A road to Megion?" Yean replied sarcastically.
"Magical forest?" She repeated.
"Yes and unless you are a magical being, you are here forever. Even magical beings can't leave as they want." Yean said.
"Well, I will leave you then." Yean said walking away.
"Eamarn, just go along with him. He seems kind." An unseen spirit said. "But I don't know him." Eamarn said.
"We'll get to know him later." It spoke again. ('We? Seems like she's got some company. This will be fun.'). Yean thought to himself while walking away.
"Okay. Wait, please." Eamarn said holding unto him. "What for?" Yean looked back quietly. His eyes the day's colour, shone with elegance.
"Can I tag along?" Eamarn asked raising her gaze to meet his and using her left hand to tuck her golden coloured hair to it's place.
"No." He replied. "Why not?" She asked surprised. "I can't have a girl with no magical powers be seen with me." He replied and she threw a dirty glare at him.
"I guess the girls in Creed ain't as beautiful as I am." Eamarn replied with scorn. While Yean's eye brightened with amusement, the girl was trying to get to him. His lips twisted, he leaned forward and took hold of a strand of her hair in his hand that left her shocked.
"A girl with no magical powers is of no beauty in my eyes. What a vulnerable little thing." He said with a smirk and dropped her hair, he saw her expression change because of his emphasis on her being weak. She put up a smile and said, "Yean, if you think that magic is everything then let me come along with you and show you that it's nothing." Eamarn had grown up in a way that she never took an insult lightly, she wanted to show this cunt what it meant to be weak. She smiled at him when he said, "Okay, little girl, show me what you can do." Yean replied.
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