AnyaLearns

The Fallens are rising, as are those powers that are under their control, in search of the land of gold, Ophir, various factions race to find the coveted land. Creatures of legends are called forth, and creatures sleeping and unknown to humankind are slowly being brought to light.

As the veil between the worlds is thin, who will prevail remains unknown.

Join me as we create an epic supernatural battle between good and evil. Let us know if the creatures of the night are as evil as we think. 

This is the first book called, Origin of the Lycans.


P.S. There would be 2 MCs in the book. Both will not be introduced in the first 10 chapters. I will focus more on the world building and background story in Volume 1. Thanks for understanding!

P.P.S. English is not my first language so I use Grammarly to edit my chapters. If you see any errors or unedited chapters, please bear with me.

P.P.S. The terminologies of the Lore Background here are from the Philippines. Do you prefer to get the information about the terminologies after it is written (i.e. Lantawan* (*Lantawan means portal)), or do you prefer it to be at the end of the chapter? Do let me know in the comments. Thank you!!!

Lycans: The Origin

March 1450, Palace of Castille

Damian left the stable hand and the maid writhing on the hay loft. He cast an enchantment to detract people from going to that place until his soldiers complete the possession of those two corrupt humans. Then, he set out to find someone to lead him to the priest.

"This body is too weak. I just used some low-level magic and I now feel my mouth starts to rot. I have to find a stronger vessel." He thought to himself.

Upon seeing a soldier, he approached it with a friendly smile, "Comrade, can you please ask someone to direct me to Padre Tomas' chamber? I am his companion, Damian."

Although the creature inside Damian tried to mask everything, he could not hide the rotten smell coming from the decaying teeth of the man.

The soldier was shocked by the stench and immediately retreated. He tried so hard to keep his reaction from showing to his face. "Follow me." He curtly told Damian.

The companion's smile vanished as the soldier turned his back and motioned for him to follow. He had the urge to kill the soldier because of his show of contempt, but he kept himself in check.

"No need to do anything big on my first night here."

Damian followed the soldier meekly and a servant was immediately called to assist him. While they were passing the dimly lit hallway of the castle, he clapped three times and the servant fell into a trance. "Get me some cloth mask," Damian ordered her in a commanding tone.

The servant woodenly followed his orders and Damian waited for her to return.

"Humans sure know how to live in sin. It seems the corruption from the Originals has taken root and slowly poisoned them over time."

His musings were interrupted by the arrival of the still-tranced servant. Upon receiving the cloth mask, Damian wore it and snapped his fingers to release the servant from his enchantment.

"This is the Padre's room. I wish you a good rest." The servant scurried feeling the hair on the back of her neck rising for some unknown reason. In the back of her mind, she is thinking of avoiding the companion in the future.

Watching the servant flee away, Damian smirked and knocked on the door. "Padre, this is Damian. May I have your permission to enter your chambers?" He asked as he perfectly imitated the old Damian's mannerisms.

"Come in." A quiet and calm voice came from inside the room.

Damian then pushed the door open and entered the room. Padre Tomas on the other hand looked at Damian and was surprised at the cloth mask on his face.

He stood up and worriedly looked him up and down. "Are you okay, what happened to you?"

"I am fine Padre, I think I chipped my rotten teeth when I was at the stable earlier. My breath does not smell good and my mouth is still bleeding."

"Are you hurt anywhere else? I know the horses had a fright earlier. Did you settle them down?" Padre Tomas asked.

"Yes, I think they were still spooked by the bat earlier that's why they had a fright when I was grooming them," he replied.

"I understand. I have finished washing up. You can take care of yourself and we'll sleep. I have to meet the Cardinal early tomorrow." Padre Tomas said.

Damian just hmmed as a response and went to do his business.

Chapter 14: The Host of the Fallen Part 2