Snow, The Wyvern Queen's Servant [WIP]

Before meeting Lady Nyx
Times were much easier back then.  The people were dumber and they feared things so easily.  Stories and tall-tales were made to explain things that people couldn't understand, which is reasonable given the pitiful intellect of the human race.  Humans also feared things they didn't understand; but that isn't something that changed unfortunately.  Cute and pathetic humans; can't eat them all!

My true name is Gredalga Sin Siir Ralos but nobody else is privy to that name.  Most people tend to call me 'cute kitty' or 'demon'.  Whichever is fine.  But only to those that know me well enough, they call me Snow.  Nobody will get to learn my true name.  Unfortunately, not even Lady Nyx will get to know my true name for if they do... well, let's leave it at that, shall we?

Where I'm from and how long ago isn't important, but do keep in mind that I've been alive for a very, very long time and I'm not the only one of my kind left.  Oh?  You've seen white cats before?  Well, I'm sorry to say that I'm what is called an Enigma Beast, not a cat.  We were created.  Oh no, don't confuse us for artificial life for we are actually living creatures and not constructs like golems.  But I suppose I should let you in on a little bit of my life's story.  

Chapter 1:
Faust

A gentle snow fell upon the ground as a congregation of people surrounded a mound of stone and flowers.  A small group of people gathered around the stones, dressed in primitive skins and simple clothing.  People around the mound mourned for the man placed in the mound of stone except for one child.  A look of anger came across the child's face.  It was his father buried in that mound of stone; murdered by the opposing tribe over trivial matters.  

More than anything, this child begged for vengeance.  No matter who he asked within the tribe, everyone said that they weren't strong enough to fight back.  They weren't strong enough to avenge the death of such a well-loved figure.  No, it was up to the boy to take vengeance.  

The boy prayed every night for a way to get vengeance.  He prayed to the gods of war and the greater gods for their help to not receive an answer.  He would offer his soul to the dark gods, but now wasn't the time.  He had to exhaust all other options before taking the path to darkness.

Several years have passed and the boy grew into a young man; a spiteful young man who was cynical at the weakness of humanity and despised humanity as a whole due to their endless squabbles over petty things.  He had learned by watching the local sorcerer and had learned of a dark god; Krey'los.  

Blood stained the snow in an open field away from the commons.  The bodies of dead animals laid strewn about the make-shift altar as the boy used a ceremonial knife to cut into his own hand, spilling his own blood into the pyre.  His blood mixed with the animals he sacrificed and a voice called out to him.  This was, what the boy thought, was the voice of Krey'los.  The boy plead for strength to take vengeance and offered his soul as payment.  

The creature disagreed with the arrangement, wanting the souls of the people of his tribe.  However, he was to take payment after they had died.  With this stipulation, the boy agreed; throwing in the spirits of those that he killed to sweeten the deal.  With the agreement made, the creature disappeared but a power swelled within the boy.  This was the power to obtain his vengeance. 

Chapter 2:  
The 7 Enigma Beasts

After being given the power by the voice he believed to be Krey'los, the boy stood at the altar looking into his palms. An overwhelmed smile came across his face as he could feel the energy given to him by the voice. Terrifying laughter bellowed through the open field, attracting the attention of those from his tribe. Two members from his tribe discovered him, seeing the blood and fire of the ritual that he performed.  Fearing for what kind of ritual it was, they returned to the tribe to fetch the witch doctor and the woman confirmed that it was a blood sacrament to summon a demon's power.  

The boy was bound by the entire tribe only to be chastised.  "I only did this for the tribe," the boy stated.  A strange, wild look was upon his face.  "You'll see, we'll get our revenge on them for killing father and taking our food!  They won't hurt us any more!  I promise you!" the boy exclaimed.  There was feral hatred brewing within the child ever since his father died.  "Give me 1 week, and I will obliterate them.  I'll obliterate them all!"  However, even against the boy's desires, the tribe decided against using violence to solve a dispute that has grown cold since the many years ago.

The boy remained in bondage for days, up to weeks.  He was allowed time to use the bathroom and to eat, but the Tribe, as a whole, considers the boy too dangerous to uphold.  During this time, the boy started to think of how he could get his revenge.  Something will happen soon enough, forcing the tribe to turn to him for vengeance.  

One day, the entire tribe walked into the tent the boy was bound to with a stern look on their faces.  The heads of their own tribesmen were thrown in front of the boy.  Laughter could be heard coming from the boy, bellowing from his lungs.  He felt the negative energy coming from his tribesmen before he was eventually let loose.  One week was the deadline given to him.  One week to get revenge for the hunters of their tribe being butchered by the other tribe.  He was given a single week of freedom to devise a way to obliterate the other tribe.  

It was another cool night and the boy arranged another ritual.  This ritual required the blood sacrifice of 2 people from his tribe as tribute.  Choosing his mother and his sister as tribute, he began the ritual.  He had no desire to keep his family alive; at this point they meant nothing to him.  Nobody attested this sacrifice due to being blinded by their own hatred.  After killing his mother and sister, the boy began the ritual as 7 balls of light surrounded him to form small animals, all resembling white cats.  While not knowing exactly what they were, the tribe grew angry at the creation of the creatures.  But they were all given assurance that these creatures were capable of giving them the vengeance they sought after.  

Seven creatures stood in a circle around the boy, swinging their fluffy white tails around.  
~So, this is the new master~ one of the creatures stated before the others nodded in response.
~We need to keep our names to ourselves.  Our true names shall only be used amongst ourselves~ one creature stated before the others nodded in response.  
~Give Pseudonyms that we need to remember as well.~ one creature stated before the others nodded in response.
The creatures had a dialogue between themselves before turning to look towards the boy.  They all had the same expression upon their faces and all shared very similar appearances with only very slight variations.  The seven gather together to stand in a single area, swinging their large fluffy tails in synchronization with one another.  

"Hello, Master," one of the creations stated, having it's voice clearly audible to everyone in attendance.  This caused everyone to silence their anger at the creatures' appearance.  "We are at your service.  What is it that you desire?" spoke one of the creatures.  The boy, now known simply as, Master laughed hysterically.  To think that he actually created something for taking the lives of his mother and sister.  The boy pointed towards the limp bodies of his mother and sister and asked for them to be returned.  This caused half of the creatures to tilt their head while the other half broke out of formation and hovered over the two bodies.  They opened their mouths as strange white energy flowed from their bodies into the two that were used as a sacrifice, breathing life back into them.  

This caused mass hysteria in the group of people watching, noticing the two that were used as a sacrifice returned to life.  With a simple raise of his hand, he silenced the tribe and hugged his mother and sister, apologizing to them.  Though he felt no remorse as his hatred drove him over the edge, he did this as a way to gain trust with the rest of the village.  The Master looked to the creatures and then requested their names.

"Rain"
"Autumn"
"Wind"
"Sky"
"Fire"
"River"
"Snow"

The creatures introduced themselves to everyone as they quickly returned to formation, turning to look towards their audience and bowing near simultaneously.  After their greeting, they turned to look up towards their Master, waiting for their next command.  The Master turned to look towards the Tribe and made a declaration.  "Since I have created these, I will declare myself as Chief of this tribe.  Does anyone have any objections?" the Master said as there were murmurings throughout the tribe only for people to shake their heads.  The boy has, indeed, proven himself to be the most powerful in the tribe.  There were no objections.  "Now treat these children of mine the same way you will treat any other tribesman.  They will, after all, be the ones to fulfill the role I give them," the Master said with a big grin upon his lips.  It is now that his time for vengeance is at hand.  With that, the tribesmen began to mingle with the creatures, petting them at their leisure.

The day after the summoning of the Enigma Beasts, the creature could be seen in a perfect circle around their new master. Each of their tails swung back and forth awaiting their new master to awaken.  As the boy woke up, he is instantly greeted with 7 voices in unison shouting, "Good morning, Master!"  This stunned the young man as he woke up.  He wasn't used to being greeted like this.  Oh the contrary, he was used to being bound due to his terrifying motives.  "Have no fear, Master.  They now treat you as their savior."  The boy said with a grumble, opening his tent to the outside to see the entire settlement upon their hands and knees to include his mother and sister.  A big grin crossed his face, closing the tent to return to look at the creatures.  Evil laughter could be heard from the boy.  

"They really treat me as if I'm a god?  Because I summoned you all?  This is rich," the boy stated before taking a deep breath to regain his composure.  With a swift motion, he walked out of the tent and stood before the rest of his tribe.  He held his arms out towards them.  "Good morning, everyone!  Today, I will train with the new saviors of this tribe to get our revenge!  We will no longer have to suffer them taking advantage of us because we are weaker!  No!  We will become the more dominant tribe!" the boy said before the seven creatures quietly walked outside and formed a circle around the tribe.  

"Please, no need to bow.  He isn't a god, he is just a human like you all are," Snow addressed the people bowing.

"But we cannot hold power like he," stated one of the tribeswomen.  It was obvious that people were only doing this out of pure fear of what the boy was capable of.  The seven beasts simply stared at the humans for a moment before they began to pace around them.  

"Please, do not praise Master.  Even if he summoned us, that doesn't make him any stronger than you all," Autumn stated as the seven began to pace around the bowing tribesmen.  The voices between each of the Enigma Beasts were very similar, hard for the untrained ear to tell the difference.  

"Yes, praising other humans will make you dependent on them for spiritual guidance or even protect yourself from something you would fear," Fire simply stated before all of the Enigma Beasts turned to look back at the boy.  They were aware that the people were only doing this out of fear of the boy.  The more they spoke, the more angry the boy became.  Stomping his foot upon the ground, he quickly silenced the Enigma Beasts, stopping them from speaking any further.  The boy cleared his throat and walked away, allowing the tribesmen to stand back up on their own two feet and return to their daily routine.  The beasts simply looked at one another for a moment.

Later that night..
Snow gets kicked into the wall of their tent as the Master lost his nerve.  He picked up Rain by the throat and squeezed firmly, as if trying to choke the life out of the creature.  Even while being choked or kicked around, the creatures never change their expression.  "How dare you!  I created you monsters and you DARE talk to me like that!" he said before throwing Rain down onto the ground.  Each of the Enigma Beasts received a thrashing and a stomping from the young master all the while keeping that same smile upon their faces.  



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