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Dark Knight
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The year was 2020 when it all began. It was a year of change, both good and bad. Not just for the humans, but for their way of life. Things were changing; current events, the value of currency, the cost of practically everything. A pandemic was in swing. How humans defined their lives was steadily changing as the years went on. Many things stayed the same, though. Life was still ended and created, untold numbers a day moved through the circle of life where one life ended and another took it's place. War was still inevitable, humans still fought for their desires with force. So, in 2020, the human world was very much the same as it was ten and twenty years ago. What wasn't the same, however, was the Underworld; the place where souls, incapable of redeeming themselves for the atrocities committed in their life, went after they died.
The vastness of the Underworld is untold, undefinable. It stretches on endlessly, in constant need of filling and alive with the various Daemons and creatures that call it home. So, in a world rich with War and needless bloodshed and crime.....hundreds upon hundreds of deaths a month....there were plenty of souls to fill this void, at least we thought so. We, the Demons of the Underworld who keep the balance in check and keep those that are unwanted by their gods in the Void, thought we had enough. 2020 changed all that though. In the summer of 2020, it was deemed by the Overlord; our Lord, King, and Master of Darkness, that the influx of souls into the Underworld had slowed. His advisers were certain that it wasn't due to any lack of death in the Upperworld; the realm of mortals and humans, and that it had to do with the fact that we were trusting in the balance of things to deliver them to our doorstep, just as the Gods and various Ellohiim (you humans might call them 'Angels') in the Overworld trusted in that balance for their own souls. Something had altered that balance; and it had not been altered in our favor.
So, what did we do about it? We did nothing. I, on the other hand, was responsible for who did do something about it. My name is Dakhan (Day-ken), and this is the telling of what we called 'The Gathering'. A plan in which I, Prince of the Underworld and Master of Daemons, sent Succubi to the Upperworld to .....collect....the souls of humans. Men were the easiest of prey for the voluptuous demonesses created by my hand, but women fell prey too. These Succubi were special, a unique hybrid of Demon and Human energies. Of all my creations, only two stood out among the rest. They had been created in contrast to each other; two halves of a whole. They shared the same essence, the same energy, and complimented each other in ways I hadn't even intended. For all intents and purposes, they were twins, but very different from one another in looks and personality.
Their names are given in the report that follows; giving the details of the Gathering and the hidden plot that unfolded and was discovered around it.
The vastness of the Underworld is untold, undefinable. It stretches on endlessly, in constant need of filling and alive with the various Daemons and creatures that call it home. So, in a world rich with War and needless bloodshed and crime.....hundreds upon hundreds of deaths a month....there were plenty of souls to fill this void, at least we thought so. We, the Demons of the Underworld who keep the balance in check and keep those that are unwanted by their gods in the Void, thought we had enough. 2020 changed all that though. In the summer of 2020, it was deemed by the Overlord; our Lord, King, and Master of Darkness, that the influx of souls into the Underworld had slowed. His advisers were certain that it wasn't due to any lack of death in the Upperworld; the realm of mortals and humans, and that it had to do with the fact that we were trusting in the balance of things to deliver them to our doorstep, just as the Gods and various Ellohiim (you humans might call them 'Angels') in the Overworld trusted in that balance for their own souls. Something had altered that balance; and it had not been altered in our favor.
So, what did we do about it? We did nothing. I, on the other hand, was responsible for who did do something about it. My name is Dakhan (Day-ken), and this is the telling of what we called 'The Gathering'. A plan in which I, Prince of the Underworld and Master of Daemons, sent Succubi to the Upperworld to .....collect....the souls of humans. Men were the easiest of prey for the voluptuous demonesses created by my hand, but women fell prey too. These Succubi were special, a unique hybrid of Demon and Human energies. Of all my creations, only two stood out among the rest. They had been created in contrast to each other; two halves of a whole. They shared the same essence, the same energy, and complimented each other in ways I hadn't even intended. For all intents and purposes, they were twins, but very different from one another in looks and personality.
Their names are given in the report that follows; giving the details of the Gathering and the hidden plot that unfolded and was discovered around it.
