Bloodfang: Rise of the Wolf King
Chapter 1: Blood Moon Awakening
Rain poured down over the ancient cobblestone streets, flashing lightning illuminating the shattered rooftops and broken towers. Amid the chaos, a lone figure crouched on the slippery stones, chest heaving, cloak drenched through.
He was Kaelan, prince of the wolf clan, long exiled. Though wounded, his eyes burned with unwavering fire.
From the darkness, shadowy figures approached. Vampire knights and shadow assassins emerged from the ruins, their gazes fixed on Kaelan.
At the forefront stood Drevan, the vampire duke. He raised a hand, his voice icy.
"Wolf King, your bloodline cannot resist the power of the blood moon. Tonight, you must submit."
Kaelan's lips curved into a cold smirk. The storm seemed to pause at that moment. He clenched his teeth and forced himself to stand, claws scraping the stones as a low growl escaped his throat.
A surge of power erupted from within. His wolf bloodline awakened first, bones and muscles brimming with strength. Then, a cold, steady force coursed through him—the awakening of his ancient vampire lineage.
Kaelan's eyes snapped open, pupils flashing crimson and gold as the blood moon reflected across the night. The ground beneath him trembled subtly.
"So… this is the power I have never truly wielded," he murmured.
Black mist flowed from his body, forming a pack of phantom wolves, their eyes glowing faintly red as they silently circled the ruins. They did not harm the innocent, but served as a deterrent and protective force.
Drevan smirked.
"Impressive… but no matter how strong you are, the blood moon's power is not yours alone."
He swung his blood blade, and the vampire knights advanced. But Kaelan's dual bloodlines made him aware of every move.
"Very well," he growled, "want to control me? Tonight, you'll witness true power!"
Kaelan leapt into the air, claws flashing. Every strike was precise, pushing back the enemies without causing lethal harm. The phantom wolves moved in perfect coordination, creating shadows and illusions to disrupt the opponents, forcing them to retreat or defend.
Rain soaked him through, but the storm only seemed to strengthen him. He raised his gaze to the blood moon, feeling power surge through every vein.
"Tonight… the Wolf King shall rise.
Any who stand against me will be forced to yield."
He unleashed his claws, red light streaking outward, disrupting enemy defenses. The phantom wolves quickly spread across the ruins, controlling the battlefield, combining offense and defense seamlessly.
Drevan's eyes narrowed.
"He… has awakened both bloodlines. This changes everything."
Kaelan's voice was low and resolute.
"I am the Wolf King… and the blood moon's power belongs to me!"
The storm howled, lightning shattered the night sky, and the ruins became a proving ground under the blood moon. The phantom wolves and Kaelan's dual bloodline powers moved in perfect harmony, each action a display of strategy and strength.
"This… is only the beginning. Tonight, the reign of the Wolf King begins!"
The blood moon hung high, its crimson light bathing the ruins. Kaelan, the Wolf King, awakened in both bloodlines, stood over the battlefield beneath the blood moon.
the crimson light. The phantom wolves moved in perfect coordination with Kaelan, demonstrating strategy and power, a clear sign that a new ruler was rising beneath the blood moon.