The Ball Gabriel and Liza were married months later. Martha refused to attend, as she was against that union and did not want to be seen as an accomplice. At Luc's request, the two returned as prince regents to the palace that had belonged to Ale. They accepted and together they ruled with justice that kingdom that once belonged to a tyrant king and injustice and all the people loved them. They were very happy together. Liza treated Gabriel's younger brother Lucas as her own. She treated him with great affection and nurtured a true affection for him, and reciprocated it with the same affection. But time passed, and Liza gave birth to a son that she bore at a time when Ale still reigned supreme. She named him Dartan. Lucas gradually distanced himself from Liza, and began to hate her, as well as little Dartan. Liza did everything she could to get close to him again, but he repelled her violently and refused to even look at Dartan. Some years later, Salar, now a man, became a pries
Liza arrived at the palace where Salar reigned alongside her father. There were Dartan, friends, advisors, and other family members. As soon as she saw her arriving, Salar came to meet her. "What's going on here?" Liza asked worriedly, as she noticed everyone's sad countenance. "Our father... He's gone from this world." "No!" Liza cried and let herself fall in tears in her brother's arms. "He should have waited for me. He wanted to tell me something.... I felt it and... Someone told me..." "Easy Liza." Salar interrupted her. "He tried to wait for you. Since he couldn't and he was sure you would come, he left his last words." "What did he say?" "That he loved you and not to forget the promise he made to you." Liza smiled and then cried. Her father wanted to tell her only that he loved her, but she always knew it. She felt arms pass around her shoulders and believing it to be Salar she didn't even look back and approached her father's body, which she now realized, was in a c
After all the memories they had lost and of Antonio talking about the child born in the belly of a goddess, Liza looked at Gabriel. "Gabriel... Do you understand what this means?" She asked elatedly. I hadn't yet thought about the consequences it would generate, to know what really happened. But I was happy to know that a whole generation of children of the two was born on Earth. "It means you will never change..." He said staring at her with a different glint in his eye. But it was peaceful, nothing could be seen of the hostile Gabriel that Liza had encountered when she first arrived there. "No Gabriel! It means we are gods! We have nothing to fear! We will never be separated, for the universe itself will find a way to unite us always! We will become Cybele and Horus again..." Liza almost couldn't contain herself with joy. "Liza... Don't be hasty." Antonio said worriedly. "You have made a mess of things. The child that was in Liza's womb when she was Cybele..."
She smiled and shot the arrow. One of the woodcutters stepped in front of her and received the arrow in his head and fell down dead. Meanwhile, Anat put another arrow in her bow and aimed it again at Lineo who looked annoyed at the fallen woodcutter at his feet and turned his gaze to Anat. "Did you know he would do such a foolish thing? Those guns can't kill me. Stop playing games Anat. We can rule this world together." "I would never join you. And you are wrong. This arrow will kill you. You are no longer in the world of the immortals and I have discovered an ore they call silver that can hurt the gods here. It can be lethal if it hits in the right place..." "You look different. Still beautiful, but not as beautiful as in the world of the immortals..." "You need to look at yourself Lineo. You look awful." "That woodcutter... I had plans for him." Lineo said angrily. He didn't believe that could hurt him, but he bent down and took the arrow from the woodcutter's hea
The being lowered his outstretched hand with an amused smile. "What makes you think you have a choice?" "I don't know who you are, but I also see no reason to keep pacts that I didn't make. You take no harm in leaving me alone and choosing from any woman in the tribe, who will welcome you with joy." "So... You believe my tribe has taken you both in for the goodness that does not exist in your hearts?" Lilith looked back seeking answers with her mother Anat. "The tribe took me in because they fear the gods. I am a goddess and they were flattered to be able to share what they had with me, which is not much since I don't eat the same what they..." Anat said believing she was falling into a trap. "Lilith has eaten my food since she was born." "It's not your food. They hunt and..." She stopped talking and wide-eyed put her hand on her neck as if she was out of breath. Lilith went to her rescue and when Anat knelt down, she realized that she was choking to death
In a very distant time, there was a king who was very good to his people, and everyone loved him, never suspecting that behind that mask of kindness and understanding there was a vile and evil man, who never stopped when he wanted something. This is how Lineo's story would be told by posterity, but he was not a man. He was a god. He was the first vampire, and through him, lives would be changed. Just like that of the peasant girl he had taken by force. Her name was Jaqueline, and she and her two daughters: Anie and Analva, were the only ones who knew his merciless, arrogant and cruel side through lashings and punishments that were creative but ancient at the same time. Often leaving them without food and bound in chains in his dungeon. All his rage was kept to himself. He didn't let them realize his frustrations, saving them to take it out on his wife when they lay together. He built a palace for himself from the ruins the bats showed him, and because he was very intelligen
Anie and Analva felt repulsed when they saw the man their father handed them over to. He was a man with a thick beard and always kept a dirty appearance. In addition, he appeared to them to be much older than both of them, although fifty-eight years old is not an age that is considered to be advanced. They were forced to serve him, but neither of them ever bore him children. He didn't care, tired of seeing his concubines lose their girth, yet they never beget him an heir, having only girls, whom he considered useless. And as soon as they reached marriageable age, he offered them to anyone who wanted them, and was relieved to be rid of his daughters. Anie and Analva became his favorites, and they were allowed every luxury they could dream of. Nothing was denied them, since they had won the king's trust and heart. Nobody knew, not even they, that because they had vampire blood, they inherited his charisma, despite being immortal. They also didn't know that their brother, was the on
The palace where Anie and her sister lived was much bigger and more luxurious than the one that Vitor was used to. Vitor's friends, who agreed to accompany him, were amazed and happy with the luxury of the place where they would live. They were even more surprised when they saw the small castles surrounding the palace, where the deceased king's concubines lived. Vitor, as he was already used to living in luxury, because he used to go to Lineo's palace, soon adapted. But Inari and Icarenes could not get used to so many servants serving them all the time. So they went by mutual agreement to warn Victor that they would return to the village, as they felt bored. "You can't abandon me! I love you and I can't imagine living far away... And it's not only out of selfishness that I won't allow you to leave, but also out of fear of what you might suffer, because that king now knows that you raised me. He will try to kill everyone I love to get at me." "We will come to visit you, it is