KLOVE7_7

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In the beast-world of Burmurlerk, Queen Yrmeta, a powerful, dragon-like monarch blessed with primal elemental magic, once ruled in peace. But her reign shattered when members of her own court, nobles, governors, even distant kin, accused her of consorting with the forbidden forces of the Ancienty Seven of Deadly Beings, ancient entities tied to corruption and apocalyptic power.

Betrayed from within, war erupted. Yrmeta’s realm burned. Many of her bloodline, cousins, nieces, nephews, siblings, and older children, were killed. With her kingdom crumbling, she fled through a rift to Earth with only her husband Lord Velkan, her sister Aunt Tyrraline, and four of her surviving children (ages 25, 23, 21, and 19).

On Earth, Yrmeta entered a conscious stasis, a living crystal cocoon, to heal. During her slumber, she magically bore eleven more children, all gifted, monstrous, or strange. Among them is the youngest: Elian, now 14 years old, seemingly human, but only Tyrraline and Velkan know the truth of his origins.

The family, now living undercover in the human world, poses as eccentric and homeschooled while navigating schools, jobs, and the modern world. Aunt Tyrraline acts as the sharp-tongued matriarch, enforcing secrecy and stability within the chaos of their monstrous household.

Yrmeta, even in slumber, can communicate telepathically,  but only with Elian. Despite appearing fully human, Elian is loved deeply by his siblings. He alone can hear their mother’s voice in dreams, where cryptic warnings and impossible memories hint at a deeper destiny, one possibly tied to The Seventh, an unnamed and sealed entity from the Ancienty.

While the family tries to live peacefully, strange phenomena escalate. Elian’s dreams grow darker. A new substitute teacher, Mr. Cane, appears with unnatural timing and eerie knowledge. His gaze pierces Elian’s disguise. And then, nightmares begin manifesting physically.

Behind the veil of human life, Yrmeta’s enemies, and the true power of the Ancienty Seven, begin to stir again. And Elian, whether he likes it or not, may be the key that unlocks both the past’s truth and the future’s destruction.

MONSTER HOUSE: MY MONSTROUSITY FAMILY

Back home, the house had sealed itself.

The locks weren't mechanical- They were ancestral. The doors no longer led where they usually did. Anyone uninvited would find themselves stepping out into a different decade or a dimension built entirely of screaming doorknobs.

Rava sat on the couch, still trembling, a new illusion-collar forming slowly around her neck like a frosted chain. Her breath came in short bursts, and Thing hovered near her shoulder like a ghost with unfinished business.

Willow sat across from Elian, curled up with her knees to her chest. Her gaze never left his face.

"In my dreams," she said. "Before he came. I thought he was a symbol, but he's not. He's leaking."

"He's a thing that should stay inside a world. He's not supposed to be here. But something's letting him walk around."

"Elian," Lucy said softly, crawling into his lap with her ever-present plush bat. "Your face is wrong."

"I mean your skin is normal," she said cheerfully, like talking about the weather, "but there's a man inside it. I saw him. He had eyes like doorways and hair like memory."

Willow leaned forward. "That's not normal."

"Elian, when's the last time you looked in the mirror?"

She handed him a shard of mirrored glass- Not human glass, but one made from willow bark and ghostlight. The reflection shimmered strangely.

He looked. At first, it was normal, then... His left eye pulsed. Not gold. Not entirely.

A flicker. Like a glitch. A shimmer of something ancient.

Willow inhaled surprised and confused. "It's starting to show."

Elian touched his face. "What is?"

Willow leaned closer. "You're cracking," she said. "Whatever's inside you… It's leaking too."

CHAPTER 3: THE DREAM-SCAR