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As humans, animals, and even the Earth itself begin to mutate and gain consciousness, a hidden conspiracy unravels, revealing Aurelia’s true origins and the dark forces manipulating the New Age. Alongside Lucian, a vampire with a mysterious lineage, and a cast of allies and enemies, Aurelia must navigate a world where nothing is as it seems. But as the planet awakens, so do the true villains—those who hide behind masks of virtue, their intentions far more sinister than anyone could imagine.

P.S The cover is not mine :)

The Vampire's Obsession

Kael's vision swam as he stared up at the figure looming over him. The air smelled of ozone and burnt sugar, the battlefield unnaturally still. The being before him was neither Aurelia nor the Original, yet somehow both—a perfect fusion of light and shadow.

Its form shifted like liquid, one moment radiant with golden warmth, the next wreathed in tendrils of living darkness. Its face remained in constant flux—Aurelia's sharp features melting into the Original's cruel beauty, then reforming again. When it spoke, its voice was a harmony of their tones layered together.

"Do you know what you've done, little vessel?"

Kael pushed himself up on trembling arms. His chest ached where the shard's echo still pulsed, its rhythm now synchronized with the merged being's presence. "I stopped the cycle," he rasped.

The entity tilted its head, an eerily familiar gesture that could have been Aurelia's. "No. You completed it." It extended a hand that shimmered between solid and smoke. "The shard in your chest was always meant to be the bridge. The final piece."

Behind them, Lucian staggered forward, the Crown of Shadows flickering wildly. "Aurelia—"

"That name no longer holds meaning," the entity interrupted. Its form stabilized momentarily, revealing eyes that were neither gold nor black, but a swirling amalgamation of both. "We are the Balance now."

The ground trembled as the being raised its hands. Across the ruined battlefield, reality itself began stitching back together—the sky mending, the earth smoothing. But with each repair, Kael noticed something terrible: the world was changing. Colors became more vibrant, shadows deeper. The air itself tasted richer, almost alive.

Lucian grabbed Kael's shoulder. "This isn't healing," he whispered urgently. "It's rewriting."

The merged entity turned its gaze upon them. "The war between our halves kept this world fractured. Weak." Its voice gained strength, resonating with unnatural power. "Now, we remake it as it was meant to be."

Kael's breath caught as realization struck. The shard's echo in his chest wasn't just reacting—it was awakening. He clutched at his sternum, feeling the phantom fragment pulse in time with the entity's words.

Lucian's grip on his sword tightened. "We have to stop this."

But Kael was already stepping forward, drawn by some inexorable pull. The merged being watched him approach, its expression unreadable.

"Where is Aurelia?" Kael demanded.

The being's form rippled. For a heartbeat, he saw her—really saw her—trapped beneath layers of swirling energy. Her golden eyes locked onto his, filled with silent pleading.

"She remains," the entity said. "As does the other. Just as day contains night, and night awaits day."

The shard's echo in Kael's chest burned white-hot. He understood now—the true purpose of the fragment wasn't to destroy or control, but to choose. To tip the scales.

Chapter 93: The Balance