Morphing into his human form, Kyle walks through the dimlit hallway of his castle, he face twisted in anger and confusion, a mortal bride had never been chosen by the mark of Ananke and there were reasons why
Walking into the obsidian hall. A hall made of dark marble that glowed dimly under the neverending moonlight, the walls were high empty and dark with curtains draped cover the large windows at each side of the wall to stop light from entering, Kyle was not a fan of light it opposed his persona
His footsteps made loud echoes announcing his return from the human realm nicknamed the overworld by the souls that dwelled here in the underrealm. Taking a sit on his throne, the only chair that sat above the empty hall where he made his judgement to the souls that passed through
Sitting there with his hand curled in a fist, he was lost in thought, he didn't know what Ananke the goddess of fate was thinking by marking a living person as his bride. He wanted answers but unfortunately he couldn't summon a god that didn't want to found be with only fragments of herself hovering like echoes and making bad decisions
the only way he could reach her is through her vessel, his bride, who is the problem. His fist curled deeper, not noticing his dark aura spilling out and his shadows going out of control 'kill her' 'just kill her' the shadows whispered hovering around the room like an intense intrusive thoughts
"Quiet" Kyle's command echoed through the hall, making the shadows retract into him, sighing exhausted he decided to attempt summoning the fragment of Ananke hoping to get answers, he cursed the primordials for vanishing and leaving all the work to him.
Morphing into his shadow form, he reappeared in the veil, the in-between where he first saw his mortal bride only she didn't belong there because the place was impossible for a mortal to access. This was the closest he could get to the loom of fate, Ananke's realm. He couldn't go further cause like the owner the realm was lost and forgotten
Standing by the lake, Kyle stared into the water intensely, the ripples were quiet so was the forest, nothing moved even the wind stiffened not daring to whisper. Stepping onto the lake, it solidifies still bright and liquid but every step Kyle took made it seem like nothing but a floor made of glass
drawing out a dagger made of crystallized shadow from his coat he cuts across his palm. blood trickles through it, it isn't red. It leaks night shot with silver light, and when it hits the water it sizzles crawling out ward like it is alive.
Making the lake ripple, pulsing faintly like something in it just came alive
Taking a deep breath, the forest moves something shifts, temperature drops until even the trees look frosted except the lake which still pulsed with unknown life. He whispers, his voice coming out with something not entirely his, low and echoing.
"Reawaken from the darkness from which nothing was created and everything was born"
The forest comes alive, winding blowing violently, trees echoing of the arrival of something forgotten and like a glitch it stops, freezes the air stiffens again
"Why do you summon me, reaper"
The voice of a woman whispers with authority moving with the wind in all directions
Kyle stands still, his eyes fixated at the lake that moved with slow waves "the all knowing goddess of fate, you should already know why i have summoned you" kyle said his brow drawn together in a frown
"Is it about the mortal bride I have chosen" the voice replied softly
"So you are aware of the mistake you made" Kyle retorted curtly his hands back into a tight fist
"It was not a mistake, I never make mistakes" the voice replied assertively making Kyle's frown deepen
"This has never happened before, and her being mortal is a hindrance to her abilities and could also cause problems to the other realms" Kyle stated raising his voice angrily, did she not realize that all the work and cleaning up was going to be on him
He wondered why the primordials enjoyed making him clean up after their mess
Angered a strong wind blew at Kyle's hooded cloak threatening to pull it down "Do not raise your voice at me reaper, I have chosen the mortal to be your bride, accept it or watch the realms fall into ruins" the voice faded leaving Kyle standing in the middle of the lake frustrated with no help and no information whatsoever.
Dissolving into shadow mist, he appeared back in his castle, his mood more sour than when he left, since the goddess left everything to him, he was going to take matters into his own hands.
Still thinking of what he should do, a shadow guard formed from mist appearing by his side, amor made of smoke and dark steel. kneeling on one knee with his head bowed "shadowlord, there is a problem"
Kyle groaned pressing his hand on his forehead, feeling headache forming, "speak" he commanded.
Standing at the edge of an isolated cliff pointing closely to the sky, Kyle stared at the portal opened before him, the heavy wind hit hard threatening to push him off the cliff. He stood unbothered by the wind but disturbed by the appearance of a portal he didn't open
"How many of these have appeared" he asked the shadow guard standing quietly behind him "four my lord, at the edges of the realm" the shadow guard replied
Narrowing his eyes at the reply, he already knew the answer to his next question "and..."
"Vengeful souls are starting to leak into the human realm"
Kyle nodded slowly, his silver eyes glowing bright in anger, he decided to return to the overworld with one goal in mind.