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Melodias Bluemoon

Devant sighed aloud, raising his glass to finish the last of the cognac and drank till the last drop. The half finished cigarette found itself quickly stamped out in the ashtray. Amidst the chaos, I sat idle at a round table, watching with half lidded eyes as the corpse from the Castle of Hybrids got carried out of the humongous wooden gates. Every step the remaining gammas took felt heavy against the bloody ground.

'They killed themselves, they killed themselves', was what the omegas sang. And their eyes were wide and bloodshot as they witnessed Alpha Ahbaya release her aura along with her command.

And I… I was facing the wrath of Alpha Devant, the previous king. I fussed on my seat, feeling edgy as the old man in front of me brought a glass of wine in front of me and began to fill the glass half full.

Devant’s eyes looked down, wondering when was the last time the Kingdom had experienced such a loss. “Are you not going to drink that, Melodias Bluemoon?”

“Sir