Episode 10

The story of this kingdom is very interesting. Many plans, first for peace, then for conquest, followed by war, the survival of the remaining and finally their descendants. A small society made up of different species of supernatural beings. Everything that the cause of the war did not want.

As soon as the powers of my ancestors entered me, my mind was filled with memories and secrets that probably no one knows. No one knows that there is a wizard/sorcerer who always appeared loyal to the Supreme, who was there all along, knowing every step and spell cast in the castle. This being plotted in the shadows, instigating both sides, behind the scenes. Also behind the curtains, under the stairs, and behind the doors. A great traitor to all supernatural species.

Zohar! That is his name.

No one, besides him and one of the witches, his lover, knew what he planned. This witch was my great-grandmother. She cast a spell and locked him inside a receptacle. This receptacle is buried with her, and only I now know where it is.

Zohar's plans were incredibly selfish and arrogant. He intended to take the Kingdom for himself and create a new race of hybrids like him, wizards/sorcerers, who would dominate all other races, including vampires and werewolves. He just didn't count on the conscience of my great-grandmother, who was pregnant at the time. The witch who cast the protective dome spell and made the prophecy was his mother. I am the bearer of all their magic and knowledge.

Not only those who were in the basement of the castle were saved, but also some who were in the underground caves and on arriving boats to the beach.

As the dust and smoke settled and the fire extinguished, everyone emerged from their hiding places. The ones in the caves were hungry and weak. The survivors from the castle decided it would be wise to feed them to avoid any risks to their lives. They could have been wiped out by starving werewolves.

Without Zohar's presence, the remaining united to decide what to do and shared their ideas.

All the castle's supplies were stored to be administered through community distribution for a determined period of time, and each person who received would have to ensure their portion lasted until the next distribution.

They used seeds for planting and thanks to mother earth, they managed to find a small patch of land still healthy enough for planting. For years, the harvest was minimal, the lack of magic and the lingering pollution in the air prevented the crops from growing. But they had just enough to survive. They also managed to fish, and slowly, animals that had survived in their burrows multiplied to the point where they could be hunted without extermination. There were rabbits, rats, snakes, armadillos, wolves, foxes, owls, moles, and marmots, among others.

The only three surviving vampires were fed by voluntary donors and later by the animals. They hunted, drank blood, and brought the bodies for the people to cook or roast.

Thus, the remaining survived and paired up, forming a new hybrid society. However, the majority were still wizards and sorcerers, and a large number of them settled in the surviving part of the castle. They tried to remain pure, but some became involved with other races, keeping it a secret. This was the case with my mother, who left the castle and went to live in a cabin in the village. That is where I live.

Now the forest is recovering, we have a new king, and the people are content with the care they have received.

I don't know what to think or do. I hope the new king is good and restores the entire kingdom and also knows how to handle the differences.

I'll wait and see what he will do.

Today, I turn sixteen and I can feel my wolf wanting to take control of our body. Finally, she can appear. The moon is high, I feel my body moving, I let the cloak fall, and my bones restructuring.

- Aaaahhhhhhh! - I scream in pain and feel my body breaking and restructuring.

Now I am a wolf on the outside and the two of us can speak mentally.

"Hello little witch, I am Ayn. Our names complete each other. Kirayn, we are the strongest supernatural being on this island. But our lineage was the Faoladh, good wolves, with healing magic, who took care of people. Therefore, my greatest characteristic is caring for people."

"I understand Ayn. Can you tell me what our role will be in this land?"

"We will be essential for the order of this new mystical society that is forming, and our partner is very important for the restoration of the Kingdom of Avila."

"But we are still so young. I'm afraid of being rejected."

"Do not fear, our partner is honorable. Now let me run and hunt."

We spent the night running, hunting, and recognizing the territory. It dawned, and I didn't want to return to human form, it was so good to let Ayn be in control.

When we went to drink water at the river, I could see us. Ayn is beautiful! A white wolf, pure and good. I feel her magic intertwined with mine, and everything within me is renewed and strong. I am happy with my wolf, and from what I feel, she is also happy with me.

But we cannot stay here forever, I need to see what supplies I still have and what I can still have from the things the new king brought. I need clothes and shoes. A blanket would also be welcome, at least for now. I need to start using my new magic, now that magic is restored and covering the island, I can use it to improve my life and the lives of the people.

I return to human form while conjuring my clothes and proceed towards the village. Let's start working. Unfortunately, we cannot conjure new clothes, only the ones we already have or are wearing at the time of the change.

Narrator

Meanwhile, in the old castle of Avila, a group of witches/sorcerers is gathered in discussion about what they will do regarding the new king, who is a werewolf hybrid and, in their opinion, does not deserve to be the new king.

Geryon, the oldest and purest of the new sorcerers, is the leader of this group and maintains the ideals of his ancestors, wanting to keep their race pure and dominate the other races with magic. His eyes are gray, and his hair, which reaches the middle of his back, is platinum blond, almost entirely white. Very similar to the ancient faes, who decided to leave this plane and take refuge in a parallel plane, living in a society entirely of their own. A pure race with their magic preserved.

What the "almighty" Geryon didn't know is that his ears, hidden by his hair, were not an anomaly but a heritage from a fae ancestor, who came to this plane to watch over the mages and fell in love with a sorceress, who gave birth to a hybrid, himself.

His father left as soon as the attacks began, passing through a portal, unaware that he had fathered a child. He never imagined that the kingdom would be lost for so long.

In this way, not even what is considered the purest of them all is perfect. It carries within itself another blood, also pure and with ancient and raw magic, as it was not refined during childhood like the fae children. If this magic manifests, combined with the sorcerer's magic, it can both do good and cause great destruction, including that of Geryon himself.

The Kingdom of Avila no longer exists, the Lost Kingdom has been found, how will the new Kingdom be now? Will it keep the old king, the old name?

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