Prologue ▪ The King's Queen

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The world has gotten boring to him after living for many centuries, through many generations.

He thought of it as a curse. His gift was anything but a gift, in his opinion.

He loved killing people. He always has. He enjoyed seeing the life being drained out of them, quite literally.

He always drank every last drop of their life essence, he didn't have mercy.

Though he was the king that seemingly owned the world, there was something he could never have, unlike the majority of his kind. A soulmate.

He hadn't been turned like most. No, he was born a monster from human parents.

The first of his kind.

Why he was born like it, he didn't know. He didn't care. All he knew was that he had suffered enough while being mentally weak and physically strong. Since he had no mate to look forward to, his life had been dull.

He lived because he had to. He had no reason to be alive, no life to look forward to. He had many to die and even though he tried many times by many methods, none of them suceeded.

He staked himself, on multiple occasions.

He hung himself. He didn't die, but he hung there, very much conscious.

He went on the gillotine. It made his body dissapear and reappear in the same spot he was born in.

He took his heart out. He grew one back.

He bled out. His blood regenerated.

He used silver stakes. They burned his flesh.

He overdosed. It did nothing but make him feel delirious.

After he tried everything he could and it all failed, he started living life to the fullest - or trying to.

He 'dated' many of the most beautiful women in the world, the new one and the old. None of them fulfilled the emptiness in his heart.

All he ever needed was her. But all he got were non-important girls he had fun with and left alone. He never felt anything for them.

He tried, but he always failed.

But then on that day while he was walking around a small town's forest, he felt the emptiness slowly being filled up a bit.

He stood there in shock. He couldn't believe it. He almost cried of happiness, right then and there.

He had her. He had a mate. His one and only mate.

His Queen.

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