Devil On Walking Ground

Chapter 1: The Darkhaven Dominion

The realm of Tenebrous was a land of darkness and shadow, where the sun never shone and the moon hid its face. It was a place of mystery and intrigue, where secrets lurked in every corner and whispers spoke of ancient powers. In the heart of this realm, two twins, Kael and Kyra, ruled with an iron fist, their power unmatched and their reign unchallenged.

But there was a shadow from their past, a figure who had been thought long defeated and forgotten. Azrael, a former advisor to their father, Darkhaven the Cruel, had been exiled and left for dead. Yet, he had survived, nursing his wounds and plotting his revenge.

For years, Azrael had been biding his time, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. He had been a trusted member of Darkhaven's inner circle, but a falling out with the cruel ruler had led to his exile. Now, with the twins' power at its peak, he saw his chance.

Azrael's knowledge of the palace and its secrets was unparalleled, and he knew exactly where to strike to cause the most damage. His plan was already in motion, a intricate web of deceit and betrayal that would bring the twins crashing down.

As he moved through the shadows, Azrael's presence was unnoticed by the twins and their minions. But his shadow lingered, a constant reminder of the danger that lurked in the very heart of the palace.

The twins' latest scheme was about to unravel in ways they never could have imagined. And Azrael was just the beginning.

Kael and Kyra, the masters of Tenebrous, were known for their cunning and ruthlessness. They had inherited their father's throne and his penchant for cruelty, and had expanded the realm's borders through conquest and deceit. Their power was absolute, and their reign had been marked by bloodshed and betrayal.

But there were whispers of a prophecy, a prediction that spoke of a challenger, a figure who would bring an end to the twins' reign and restore balance to the realm. Azrael had heard these whispers, and he knew that he was the one destined to fulfill the prophecy.

As he moved through the palace, Azrael's eyes locked onto the twins, their faces flushed with wine and triumph. He knew that they were unaware of the danger that lurked in the shadows, and he smiled to himself, knowing that his plan was already in motion.