gh every crevice and corner of his whole body. He groaned in so much pain as his body stretched and he wondered where he was and why was it so tight for his body? With one push

to the room he had been kept for years he wasn't sure yet. He began to walk out, he had known this room when he was just a small boy. His father had br

walked on top of it. He had to get to the palace, to show the world that the vampire prince had resurrected from death! His father told him he would when he was o

uch time had passed for everything to change this way. He would have to find that out, but for now, he needed blood to sustain his years of bloodthirsty. He met some guards a

o look at it for a moment, wondering what that was. With one glance at them, he

sucked all the blood in him before he threw his body. The other ones came until there was l

e man that practically came out of nowhere. "It's 2019." His eyes flashed as though he had heard something so horrific, his bloodthi

in him. He threw them away as he walked further into the palace. King Angelus, who was that? And where was his father?

o see who the king was and what had happened to their empire. On his way to the main palace, Ezra realized that everything was the same, the structure of th

ant at the entrance, he saw the statue of a man that he had developed a sudden bloodthirst for, and so he strode into the palace, sucking bl

matically turned to look at him, as his eyes shone

d pointed it at Ezra, "How dare you barge int

the Phaya Empire 300 years ago. And now,

out of his neck and was happily sucking his blood as though it were juice. When he was done, he thre

enigmatically as he used his tongue to wipe of