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Moonlight
Story Originator - Mavrick
Co-Originator - Phi Chisym
((A few people have mentioned that my information post is a bit - overwhelming.
Just to let all know, the history bit is just for the few who care to know the depths of this story. The majority of this information will probably not be used - or seen - in the story until the end, somewhere.
So don't be intimidated by it.
If you need any help, questions asked, for information explained, just post or PM me. I'll help however I can. ))
The CurseStory Originator - Mavrick
Co-Originator - Phi Chisym
((A few people have mentioned that my information post is a bit - overwhelming.
Just to let all know, the history bit is just for the few who care to know the depths of this story. The majority of this information will probably not be used - or seen - in the story until the end, somewhere.
So don't be intimidated by it.
If you need any help, questions asked, for information explained, just post or PM me. I'll help however I can. ))
[SPOILI]Arandia was a great kingdom that resided over its portion of humble land. King Thorn ruled with great kindness and cared most for the people than for riches, because they were his heart. Often times, he would host grand balls in which all of the people, common and noble, were welcome.
One special night he fell in love with Isabelle. She was of poor birth, only the daughter of a homely merchant from Dessway, but she was one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen. Even though he was destined to marry a lovely princess from the parish of Tinduu, he broke all tides immediately in order to set out to woo this wonder. After three appearances at his balls, three occasions of enchantment in her arms, he asked for her hand in marriage.
The love that they had for each other was true, and thus, they were blessed with two sons of same birth. Gadrial and Etrius were as different as night and day, but favored each other like a mirror’s reflection. They grew up joyfully, granting their parents and their kingdom with an abundance of grace and love as they matured.
But bridges had been burned and the ambers were not smothered. There was a young princess whose heart was still shattered, and a mother who felt ashamed and angry for the rudeness of a smitten King. From Tinduu, a curse was spoken. The Witch Queen sent it on a whispered lullaby for the two young brothers; a song filling their futures with blood and flesh.
Gadrial - forever prisoner to the moon.
Etrius - forever prisoner of the sun.
Both imprisoned in damnation.
Isabelle was broken hearted when they learned of this and cried to her husband for many days, wishing for him to find a way to break the young Princes free of this curse. Sadly, in spite all his efforts, King Thorn could not find a cure; and thus, the young Princes lived as prisoners in their own home. Though it seemed that their fate was doomed from the moment the curses were set upon them, it did not change their love for each other.
Years passed on, and the brothers grew up to be wonderful men, despite everything. They learned to control their demons, embedding them deep within, in order to appear normal. Unfortunately, such efforts would result in horror when those unforgiving things are mistakenly released.
They held on for eighteen years….eighteen! But soon, all around the outskirts of the kingdom, farmers reported livestock being stolen. And then, the reports turned to slaughters of mass proportions. Hunts broke out searching for the beast capable of causing such carnage. The King and Queen feared the worse; locking their sons up tighter. This only made matters worse.
An argument, a simple brotherly spat, opened the floodgates - and a loving mother stood in the way.
Never before was there such a loss as this, for everyone in Arandia loved their Queen.
King Thorn was devastated, broken beyond repair. His sons, although innocent, were dangerous; he did not foresee this outcome happening at all. The people wanted answers; how did the mysterious beast enter the city gates…enter the castle? He had to tell them something, create a beast for them to kill, anything to keep them away from his sons. But the issue still remained – his sons were murderers.
The Kingdom of Arandia lived on within a lie harvesting fear, and the two Princes continued to live under their father’s protection. Through spies, mages and soothsayers, the King was able to find the Witch Queen, sending her to burn at the stake for her attack against his sons. Her only daughter was forced to watch as her mother burned, singing a silent song to her as she did. Without a father, long dead from wars before, the princess of Tinduu ruled with her uncle by her side, and a lullaby that fueled her hated for the Thorns forever more.
King Thorn’s attempts to keep his sons safe and secure were taxing and soon broke him down. Time passed. The two Princes, now of 22 summers, sadly looked after their sickly father. The need for an heir to be named was necessary – and King Thorn’s silence caused the two loving brothers to look upon each other with hate and envy. They drifted farther and farther apart; just as the dying King feared, his two sons were not at agreement. He knew this day would come, when the two Princes’ stood against each other for the throne.
The question they held - which one of them would their father give the throne?
But, in King Thorn’s heart, the question was - how can he leave his kingdom to a demon?
Sadly, the King died before an heir was named. He carried his kingdom’s peace to his grave.
The story is unclear of exactly what happened afterwards, but one thing is known - the two brothers remained divided, claiming that they should rule over the Kingdom. Their anger caused their demons to erupt, breaking from their inner binds for the entire world to see.
The people have found their beasts – and soon became their slaves.
The two brothers created armies of their kind, and fought each other for their father’s kingdom – the very lands their hatred destroyed. Eventually, the people sought the wisest mages and the strongest warriors, and were eventually able to harness the demon brothers; sending them to their deaths…
But, life takes on new forms to remain living.
The battle has never ceased, even to this day.
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700 Years Past
Present Day Arandia
Jenascia Sands holds a sense of excitement and fear as her musical debut night gradually moves closer and closer. This opportunity of a lifetime meets her after years and years of hard work and dedication to the cello. She’s one of the youngest members of Arandia’s Symphony Orchestra; and because of her amazing skill, she’s even been invited to perform a special duet with one of the most prestigious pianist known, one she’s adored from a far all her life. She should be thrilled. Instead, she fears the worst.
Death comes to her at the best of times...and when it fails in taking her, it seeks another.
Would she again have to face death, only to watch it steal someone else just because life has a stronger hold on her? Why does she have to go through this game again and again? She should be dead already, but no matter what horrors befalls her, she always remain…that sour voice always returns… And someone always dies in her place.
When will it end?
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This story is about a 700 year war between Vampires and Lycans…and the unusual young woman who is unknowingly in the middle of it all.
Etrius (Vampire) and Gadrial (Lycan) were the first – the Alphas; they are the most powerful. To their kind, their names are spoken as if they are gods. The generations that have come after them are weaker, but are stronger than the human race. With each generation, the bloodline continue to weaken, but there’s only one line on each side pure enough to remain. These two lines are the only true connection to the Twin Princes – and the two descendants are unknowingly holding within them their ancient spirits.
They are the two who are the leaders of this generation war, now fought for a much greater cause, hidden underneath the modern bowels of the metropolis of Arandia. Humans have long forgotten about the demons of the past. There are those who still believe, and a handful who can recall present day accounts of such beings, but no one believes them.
Deep in the scrolls of Vampiric and Lycan lore, clued in the text of horrors and mysteries written by madmen, are words spoken about the Witch Queen and the Witch Princess of Tinduu and the curse they’ve placed on the Kingdom of Arandia. There is a cure…and she walks in moonlight, as old as the Alphas. To claim her on their side, breaks the curse; but too seek a wish requires caution, for you may not get what you’re hoping for.
The two sides must find the one who walks in moonlight to win the war…which has now become a race to break the ancient curse. The kingdom is no more…but the Alphas are dying. And if they die – their bloodlines die with them.
The main situation is this: The two decedents of Etrius and Gadrial are slowly dying. It is written that there is one person out there with the key to unlocking their curse – and they must find her and keep her safe from the other side. If they are to have her, turn her into one of their own, she will cure their bloodline and the other will perish.
But, there are a few unknown twists that will throw everything off kilter, and this fight for moonlight will perhaps end more than just a curse.
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