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Mrak
My little Shadow Fire burned so bright, she opened a portal to Kithonia. Her vengeance had paved the path. Her drive had sourced the blood and pain to see this through. Her devotion had sparked the first magic.
Aisling, my love. She’d do anything for me. And I’d doanythingfor her.
The portal churned before us, a writhing crimson ring formed from blood and magic. Through it, I watched the rooftops of Kithonia’s capital as a blood-red sun rose a new day over my kingdom.
Pride had me moving to bring Aisling through the portal now. But she stirred in my arms as I carried her, such a small, fragile thing. But not so easily broken. I’d learned that about her. My love was strong. Resilient.
But she was crying while unconscious. Tears pooled beneath her eyes. I wiped them away with a careful claw.
I knew why she wept. My love was human, after all. Guilt was a burden I wished to burn from her. But not yet.
My magic had returned to me now that I was back in this world. A full breadth of power available at my whim. I snapped my fingers and magic sparked from them, reaching across the room to the fallen men and women my little Shadow Fire had tried to warn. Victims like she had been.
They blinked as their burned skin knitted back together, renewed by my power. They rose from death and were healed.
This was just the start. A show of good faith that Aisling had not mistrusted me.
I would bring peace to this world. But first I had to reclaim my own.
“D-Don’t.” The small human man who’d tried to turn my love away from me stood on shaky legs. Magic from a ward on his arm fizzled out. A shielding rune, one that had let him survive the flames of vengeance.
“She’s innocent,” the man pleaded. “Everyone your kind takes is innocent.”
Ah, yes. His sister and the other shadow demon that had managed to cross from Kithonia and back again. I’d heard the words just barely when the man had uttered them, desperate to reach Aisling. To sway her from me.
Aisling squirmed in my arms. I held her close to me. “I will find your sister and return her to you, for my little Shadow Fire would no doubt like for me to do so.”
“Sha-Shadow F-Fire?” The man stammered, and then his eyes went wide.
I grinned. So he had heard the stories and legends. The words of famous Seers. “When I return your sister to you with my Shadow Fire at my side, you will see that not all of us are truly as evil as you would love to believe.”
And this world would know what was coming to them.
I pressed my lips against Aisling’s forehead and stepped through the portal to the crimson-tinted kingdom beyond.
To Kithonia. Our home.
