When a descendant of the devil’s lineage which had been concealed from the world goes into the human world, he is figured out and a war is proclaimed by the humans against the unearthly creatures. Hence the Armageddon.

Concealed (The Unseen)

Cyrus climbed down the stairs in his army uniform. He walked straight to the dining table to find his siblings talking and laughing. The moment they noticed him, they went quiet and smiled at him. 


"What am I missing out this morning?" he asked as he pulled a seat beside Emily's and sat. He patted her head softly and she smiled. 


"When are you going to stop doing that, I'm an adult now" Emily said, pouting at Cyrus. 


"Ha... adult... even when you get married and have kids I won't stop" Cyrus replied, and Emily rolled her eyes. 


"Boy? Oh, you mean Archer, he's in the kitchen, he is..." Dylan said. 


"Archer!" Cyrus yelled, cutting Dylan off. 


"Archer!" He repeated, and Archer immediately walked out of the kitchen, drying his hands with a hand towel. 


"Go get me something to eat" He cut in, picking up his phone. Emily and Dylan had already resumed their initial conversation. 


"What in particular can I get for you?" Archer asked, but didn't get any reply. He waited for an answer, but he didn't get any, so he decided to repeat the question. 


"Master Cyrus what should I get for you...?" 


"Are you insane, why haven't you gotten what I asked?" Cyrus yelled, drawing the attention of his siblings. 


"I was asking what..." Archer tried to defend himself. 


"And why are you still standing here, get out and get me something to eat before I lose it!" Cyrus thundered. He was panting hard out of rage. Archer quietly walked back into the kitchen. 


He rested his back against the kitchen table, wondering why Cyrus had always been so rude to him. 


"That was so... uncalled for Cyrus" Dylan said, when Cyrus had calmed down and seated on the chair. 


"Uncalled for?! You both saw what he did, didn't you?" Cyrus said, pointing towards Archer's trail. 


"Ever since Archer started working here, you've never been nice to him, and for no reason at that. You just feel like people who work under you are less human, and it isn't fair" Emily chirped in. 


"Well thanks for noticing Em, I obviously don't like poor people, and nothing can change that" Cyrus finalized, and picked up his phone to continue whatever he was doing. 


Emily glared at her brother in disgust before she stood up from her seat and walked out of the dining table. She walked into the kitchen, expecting to find Archer there, but she didn't. 


"If you were to be in a situation that would claim your life, and Archer were to be there, I am pretty sure he would rather watch you die" Dylan commented before he resumed eating his breakfast. 


"Well I don't see myself being in such situation any time." Cyrus replied, not turning to his brother. 


Emily walked back to the dining room, and sat beside Dylan. They began talking, leaving Cyrus who sat opposite them, idling away with his phone. 


"Okay dear, I'm off, take care of yourself" Dylan said, as he moved his seat away and stepped out. 


"Alright, take care too, and don't kill anyone" She teased and Dylan chuckled before he walked away, and out of the door. 


In less than five minutes time, the guilty Cyrus got up too, bade Emily goodbye, and off to work he went.


With a hint of hate.