The night was beautiful and quiet.The sky was clear which made the stars sparkle beautifully against the black night sky and the moon was a beautiful orange orb that lit up the lands of Damns Hollow.
The land was surrounded by massive mountains whose peaks vanished into the clouds seeming to disappear into the Heavens. In the bowl of the mountains the land inside was made up of mostly dense, thick forest. The branches so entwined and tangled in such a way; that hardly any trace of the sun could even get through and because of this the temperature inside of the forest was cold, dark and gloomy. The air was heavy and stifling. A thick, eerie fog that emitted a feeling of Dread and Evil never lifted from the forest floor, and making it near impossible for one to watch where they were walking, also making it quite easy for one to become lost inside the forest that not many ventured into willingly.
For the Creatures in which this land belonged to did not tolerate any stepping into their lands and would quickly claim the lives of those foolish enough to enter within them. The Creatures within were very territorial, and loved to live in isolation, undisturbed by all others.
It was a forest where the most Heinous and Wicked Creatures inhabited; ones that loved to torture and hunt anyone who dared step into their territory. Seeing outsiders even approach their forest was like a Declaration of Attack and War. They were the Kamairas.
There are two clans of Kamaira's; but one thing stands true for all and that being all are horrifyingly vile, murderous, bloodthirsty creatures.
The Kamairas were all gigantic in size compared to that of a human. They were what looked to be a mutation of multiple Creatures fused into one body. The Stronger Kamairas were The Howlers Clan, and they were covered in Black coarse fur and gave off the look one would think a werewolf would in fact look like, with two rows of razor sharp teeth; they had large bat-like wings and their bottom half was reptilian that had black scales that covered their entire legs, with a long spikey black scaly tail.
The Weaker Kamairas were The Ryot Clan; and they had skin a greyish - green that took on a scaly look to it, with the body of a Giant man, it's shoulders were as wide as a man is tall. Their hands were big enough to wrap around a grown mans torso. Having a head of a Boar. Horns either came out of their lower jaws or from their heads.
Some of the Kamairas had eyes that would belong to a reptile, they were gold with a black slit. And then there were some whose eyes were nothing but pure black with specks of red in them. They all had two rows of teeth that were all jagged and razor sharp, that would have no trouble sawing even through bone.
They were all very aggressive and brutal creatures, and one could feel it. It seemed to seep out of them very strongly and they had nothing but bloodlust in their eyes, for everyone to clearly see when you were in their presence.
Screams echoed through the vastness of the dark forest every so often, letting it be known that another life was claimed by the Kamairas and letting it be a reminder to enter if you dared.
******** Quick Future Characters Introduction of the other Demon Siblings*****
1.) Vishious, Demon Lord of the Abyssal Darkness and Shadow:
Was tall and his build was defined and muscular like a track athletes, with his stomach looking like a washboard. His features were finely sculpted, with high cheekbones, a graceful jaw, and lips that soften the seriousness of his expression. He looked so beautifully perfect. Vishious was beautiful in the way a moonlit night was beautiful - dark, magical, still, and impossible to look away from. His hair that shown like blue-black fire that he kept in a loose braid that almost went past his knees, catching the light like silk. Black traditional tattoo designs that started from the middle of his right torso, and went completely around to the middle of his back, covering his shoulder and went up the right side of his neck and stopped right at the bottom of his jaw on his face. The tattoos were elegant, and held deliberate patterns designs that turned his body even more into a striking work of art.
He was Beautiful to say the least, men even caught themselves being hypnotized when they saw him. Even motionless, he carried the quiet, magnetic Grace of someone who knew without question that every gaze would find and follow him. Clothed in all the Magnificence of Night. His eyes were black and they looked as if they held the black abyss itself. His black eyes held a faint, polished gleam, that was deep as a starless night sky.
Vishious controls the creatures of the Abyssal Darkness that enjoyed entering the realm of the living at night, the only time that they were permitted to. The demons would wreak havoc during the night hours and eat. The Demons of the Abyssal Darkness obey only him, whether it be on Earth in the living room or under it in the realm of the dead. The scented them is a thing of Ghastly uglyness and something they despised.
These demons entered into the Realm of the Living through a cave that was located in the Deadly Plains, a land where nothing grew and had nothing but dry land and black trees.
Nothing lived there, nothing grew there, it was just a desolate waste land. The only thing that was out in the middle of the Deadly Plains was a giant mountain that one could see had an enormous cave almost at the top of it. The mountain was Baracaded by sharp - blade like rocks that littered the ground for miles before one could start climbing up the mountain which was a treacherous climb up before you reached the mouth of the cave; if they even made it that far. Dried red blood caked the rocks.
Chunks of skin and tissue littered the area; moving up the mountain. The mouth of the cave was small considering how many of the Night Creatures came erupting out each night, the opening was one that resembles that of a mouth of a serpent. But upon coming up to the opening of the cave one would be overcome by the worst smell imaginable. Of Sulfur, and rotting meat and was littered with human bones.
The cave when entered only went inward for about 100 feet before it suddenly ended; going straight down like a tunnel before it opened up to a massive opening that was underneath the Earth. Where mountains of fire stood up like thin ragged and enormous spears against a sky of perpetual thunder and dark. All around was Beauty, but a Beauty of a Bizarre and Amazing sort. One that would strike Fear and Awe in any man if they would lay eyes on it; for it held a Evil - Dark Beauty.
After passing the Mountains, was the Great Demon City, Sprague. It was home of the Night Creatures of Abyssal Darkness; that was Hypnotizing to look upon for it was an absolutely amazing sight to behold. The city seemed to glow from the Crystal - Marble like structures, and the roads were made of the finest Emerald.
The trees within the City had black sparkly bark with Blood red leaves, the grass was black with a silvery tint to it that made it seem like it was sparkling when you were walking by or walking through it. There was a magnificent fountain that stood in the center between the City and the Palace; from it flowed a brilliantly bright red water that glowed and glistened, Instead of blue water. It was magical and when touched it felt so refreshing and rejuvenating.
The Palace that was at the far end of Sprague, was guarded by a terrible gate of Green - Black Fire, that surrounded all of it. The palace was made of Black Opal inside and out with lights that held the beauty of the stars in the night sky. It wasn't just breathtaking but a bewitching beauty to see. This was the site of the realm of the Dead that Vishious ruled and was Lord over. The other side belonged and was ruled by the eldest brother of the demon siblings.
2.)Wycked, The Demon Lord of Corruption and Wrath:
Was the wickedest of all the wicked. No man or demon alike could perceive this type of hate and evilness and no man nor demon could come up against it, for neither could endure this presence. For all the little wickedness in men and demon kind, in the vicinity of such concentrated malignancy the bravest or the worst of them would inevitably falter, scorch, and crumble.
He was the shortest of the four siblings. He was muscular, broad and powerfully stocky. On his body black elegant, intricate traditional pattern design tattoos covered his body, winding over his shoulder and chest and disappearing beneath his clothes. His long, black fingernails were sharp as claws. When he bared his teeth, they're pointed edges made his expression seem feral and terrifying. His short, spiked white hair stood in stark contrast to the black that outlines his eyes, which were completely fog-white, narrow, and sharply slanted. At first glance one would think that he was blind, but that was not the case at all. His eyesight was what didn't belong to any who lived in the Realm of the Living, he could see the soul of those that were no longer living and new what kind of soul the living possessed within them, whether it belong to the good or the corrupted side. Wicked's lower lip and both of his eyebrows had piercings, along with the complete upper part of both his ears. Lord Wycked wasn't beautiful - he was wickedly handsome, with a brutal, commanding, dominant presence that made him a Demon Lord who was impossible to ignore.
The ones who weren't permitted to enter into the Great gate and allowed to cross over once they died, were left to be lost, hunted, wandering souls that would undoubtedly become corrupt and evil, if their souls weren't caught and consumed by the soul-sucking demons that dwelled in the realm of the Dead that belonged and was ruled by Lord wicked. The corrupted, tainted lost souls were the ones who belong to him.
Wycked, enjoyed corrupting and causing chaos, misery and fear to befall on the living. It brought him pleasure and satisfaction to snare human and demons alike into a death trap and cause their souls to become corrupted and if he was the one who took their life, then he would suck their soul out of them. But he could only have The souls of those who had been corrupted, tainted and turned wicked and we're not committed to pass through the Great gate that the pure and good souls got to pass through.
He controlled and used the lost and wandering souls and the demons that needed to feed off the living souls and who consumed and hunted the souls that were left to wander and were lost. To forever be hunted and prayed on like sheep. The tainted and evil spirits who showed potential and who were cruel and driven by wrath and madness, he would have those spirits go with his Demons of death and destruction to the realm of the living to assist with doing his bidding and being corrupted those spirits were more than eager to do what he asked of them, and so thoroughly enjoyed serving him.
He reigned in the Land of the Dead but he would cross over into the Land of the Living when it was required and needed for him to get involved. His wickedness was that of a far larger and far more subtle order. He would always leave a trail of destruction, corruption and murder behind him.
Their was an absolute sense of pure unbridled evil that eminated from him. Being in his presence brought a intense feeling of hopelessness and despair. That one couldn't even begin to describe. It was like all of the Hope, Joy and Good had been sucked out of the world; replaced by Despair and Agony.
His Palace which was made from the giant skull of an ancient demon titan, and had thousands of demon and human skulls that lined and made up his wall throughout his Skull Palace. One would think it was Pearl until they got a better, closer look. It had no gates or walls guarding it's entrance; for there was no need for such things here. The windows were made of Black Obsidian that was so thin one could look out but couldn't look in.
Inside the chandeliers were made of blades and the lights were multicolored flames that held much beauty that seemed to draw one towards it. The floor was crystal clear, showing the green river that flowed underneath you while you walked. It looks a little enchanting as it glowed brightly and lit up everything that was near it. But, soon you quickly realize that the glowing River was made up of The souls of the Damned and the souls of the Demons who became forever trapped in the waters, once they felt anything living come close they would come to the surface in hopes of being able to pull anyone who dared come too close into the river so they could suck out their soul. The river that ran through underneath Wycked's Palace floor was the River of Eternal Entrapment.
You could see the souls that had hate filled eyes and see how they long to escape the waters that they could never leave in that forever tortured their souls. You could hear it in their screams and moans that never ceased coming out of the river that the souls were in excruciating agony.
Scratching, clawing and hitting the glass in futile attempts of possibly getting ahold of whoever it was who was walking on the floor above them.
It was quite obvious for all to be able to tell that those trapped in the murky green waters were hungry and wanted to drag whoever got within their reach to join their torturous fate.
3.) The last sibling was Sinyster: The Demonness of the Water and Magic:
Her divine-like appearance and unique, petite frame radiated an undeniable aura of superiority. She was the embodiment of someone truly special, and it was impossible to look away from her.
She was different from her brothers, because unlike them, she was caring and kind. She didn't like killing or causing destruction, she didn't want to be feared or seek power in the Lands.
Her mastery of magic was truly exceptional, demonstrating a level of skill and ability that was unmatched. While she faced her own inner struggles with her darker side, she never let that stop her from being good. Her unwavering commitment to her mission and her ability to overcome her challenges make her a true inspiration to us all..
She lost all control of her self, she would become cruel and malicious and unlike her brothers, Slayer and Vishious, she was able to control the dead when she was in her Dark state; but she cannot control the souls. She had The soulless walking dead, who were nothing less than mere puppets.
Sinyster was the youngest of the demon siblings, she was a demonness who carried the allure of the deep water-beautiful, mysterious, and she was impossible to ignore. Her long, deep blue hair flowed freely past her waist, threaded with light blue-green streaks that shimmered like sunlight beneath the waves. She had dark purple eyes, ringed with Emerald green, giving her gaze and enchanting intensity. Her eyes were a Magical beauty. Flower motifs intertwined with her elegant black traditional tattoos that went along both sides of her rib cage and spread across her entire back, like blossoms blooming through the shadows. Her strong, curving figure and graceful presence Drew attention effortlessly, she was as captivating as she was dangerous.
Sinister; lived in a beautiful palace in the deepest, darkest trench at the bottom of the sea, that looked fluorescent with its Opal rainbow like structure, it was elegant and very big with windows made of crystals and the interior was made of Pearls, the floors looked as if you were walking on the water as it flowed beautifully underneath you; with Abalone chandeliers that hung throughout the palace. The ceiling was clear and matched the flooring allowing one to look up and see all the amazing sea-life swimming up above you. She ruled in the Plethora Palace in the Nautical Kingdom and she ruled over the merpeople and the other ocean creatures but when she would turn into her Dark MerWitch form the ones she ruled over also transformed with her into dark, grotesque, forms of their original selves.
Since it was dry inside, The Mermaids that served her had legs while inside the palace where no water entered in, but whenever they needed to leave the palace for any reason; their legs would turn into beautiful shimmery fin tales.
Their hair colors were boldly striking, ranging from Neon Green to Ruby Red, Plum Purple, and Sky Blue. What's more, their tails were a perfect match for each of their unique hair shades.
*********Now Back to the current Storyline********
There was in fact one more thing that Damns Hollow was known for and that was it was Ruled by Slayer.