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

The glow on the floor faded slowly, like a breath held too long. Elian stared down at the spiral symbol- Seven slash-marks nested around it like teeth or tally marks. He didn't move. Couldn't.

"She spoke," he whispered. "Really spoke."

Tyrraline didn't answer right away. She crouched where the glyph had shone and touched the cold floor. "Not a dream. Not a vision. That was her- Anchored."

"I think," she said, eyes narrowed, "that she didn't need to know. I think she already does."

Velkan circled once around the cocoon, saying nothing. Then he turned to Elian. "What name did you hear?"

Elian hesitated. "She didn't finish it. Just two words> He is..."

Tyrraline exhaled. "Then she stopped herself. Or something stopped her."

Behind them, the lights flickered. Everyone looked up.

In the top corner of the containment chamber- Where light shouldn't have reached- A shadow twitched. Not moved- Twitched.

Velkan raised a hand- It vanished. But Elian felt it, like someone had been watching from the ceiling of the world.

Later that night, Elian sat at his desk, trying to write in his journal. He opened it, then topped.

There was a sigil burned into the first page. Not ink. Etched. As if something had clawed it in through the cover. He ran his fingers over it, the spiral, the slashes. His hand trembled.

He turned on his desk lamp. And saw the same symbol carved into the wood- Directly into the top of the desk. And beneath it, scrawled in thin black script>

Far away, in the empty classroom where Mr. Cane had stood that morning, the chalkboard cracked.

And Mr. Cane- Who was not quite Mr. Cane- Smiled to no one at all.

CHAPTER 5: THE SHAPE BENEATH