A/N: This is not epilogue, sorry!

Once upon a time when the mortal realm was formed by the goddess, the kingdom of Grevian was a temple ground called the holy site. Greed and lust weren't known and the seven sins were not rampant.

The Kingdom of Grevian was ruled by a monarch that was just and true yet sooner than later was involved in debauchery. Women filled his inner harem and the females were treated similarly to as a commodity with a rule that the firstborn shall be the king. Unfortunately, the monarch's most favored consort gave birth to a daughter as the firstborn child of the emperor, making him enraged, thus the woman was put behind bars and the child murdered before she could see the first rays of the sun, not knowing that the baby was the child of the goddess.

Upon such death of her own daughter, the goddess was enraged and the kingdom of Grevian was cursed to burn in hellish flames for thousands of years to come. The last descendant of the empire was said to be killed by another daughter of the goddess as the justice to the first one. It was a story that was foretold generation after generation in the lands of Grevian that was dry as a desert despite being surrounded by oceans. King Reineous did not believe such a made-up story and brought a child of sixteen into his harem with onyx irises, her name- Helixis.

Known as the most exquisite female of the five kingdoms she was the person that could prophesize future with her frosty irises that were so indifferent and cold that they could only make a person fear and bow. But there was a saying in the temple that in her entire life she shall bore only one child that would consolidate the dynasty of ancient Heriodonus.

Emperor Heun that was twenty-three seasons year looked down with his lashes veiled with something that could not be seen when attendants served wine to King Reineous and him.

"To your father's and this one's father-in-law's health young emperor."

Emperor Heun's sister was the third imperial consort of Reineous thus the golden goblet was raised without an ounce of doubt as Reineous gulped the liquid down similar to Heun that nodded to his greeting. Heun's father was dying but for the male, it did not necessarily mean anything bad.

A month later after the visit of Heun to Grevian, King Reineous wasn't able to stand or move and had his body paralyzed, none of the imperial physicians were able to heal the monarch yet unknown to them a poison so potent was given to the man that it could only be cured by one female in the five empires yet the female with onyx irises couldn't wait to see the monster die.

A year later Helixis rebelled and when the entire imperial palace was painted scarlet with blood, Heun was the first person Helxis thought of since it was him that gave her the opportunity to kill, thus the entire imperial palace was slaughtered, all but one. The newborn son of Heun's sister who had passed away in childbirth was spared and later given to Heun. This was Helixis's mercy, yet it was also the seed of evil.

The curse of the goddess had borne fruits and Prince Baez, the last surviving son of King Reineous survived to bring catastrophe.

Silence of the battlefield was horrendous and deafening yet a war cry from an instrument made from the beak of a falcon echoed throughout the capital piercing the barrier of silence and he arrived with the ink raven cloak fluttering with wind and the dance of death began. The red that was splattered on the soil was not blood but the tears that flowed down the irises of his mother when the world disappointed her.

It was the extinguished hopes of his father that was betrayed.It was his carefully woven conspiracy that gave birth to such revenge. Loud war cries along with swords clashing all over were heard as the army that was thrice the size of Darrin mercilessly and brutally killed without stopping for an entire day yet as soon as the night fell it was all serene as if there was no battle to begin with.

Fingers that have once wrapped around a sword that was bathed in blood trembled in this moment of time. Fragile shoulders that held the burden of the world were clutched with masculine palms as the male smiled with mirth that seemed to be like a beast that was deriving sadistic pleasure after slaughtering thousands without distinguishing between friends and foes.

The facade of the monster had fallen and the pleasure in his irises could not be hidden."Does mother remembers what this prince said?" There were only few infront of whom she was helpless- one was Lilith and another, her own son. Azarios looked down the empire of Ambrosethat was burning in horrendous flames and those onyx irises glowed with the glimmering lights that were reflected after killing.

"Isn't this the throne that was denied to you mother, the position of Empress and your rightful respect?" Helixis had always feared what her son could do but had never thought that even though she forgave the ones that conspired against her- he remembered.

He remembered the child of sixteen that was raped and then sold to the imperial family of Grevian.

Remembered how she craved for even an ounce of love but hid her vulnerability behind that cold exterior. He was her flesh and blood thus even after she forgave everything...he remembered.

"Mother has given birth to this prince after pain, agony and killing King Reineous. Its just that one was never able to repay what one owed. These commoners questioned your virtueafter you escaped with imperial father. These nobles dared to look down at this prince's beloved. What had my Lilith done wrong to defend Artilia, how can this one not understand her pain, she fought for her sister, this prince fought for my imperial mother.........mother are you pleased?"

Decapitated heads of generals, soldiers and nobles were kept infront of Helixis, piled up like a mountain but he looked at the night sky.

"That dirty seed of Reineous must die."