The Evil Era

The Unmarked Land

In 3 B.C., on some land, was the first village that the earth gave birth to – a home where men and their wives and children had settled. The village made rest beside a vast and beautiful lake. The sun sat over the village through day and everyday without fail and the moon would stay awake at night while everyone and everything else would slumber. At day the sky was a bright blue and at night the sky was velvet as it was in the beginning. The air was fresh and wind was calm and the leaves in on the trees were impeccably green and the grass grew as tall as the average man’s height. It was said by the people that an unknown supernatural was watching over their land making sure it stayed as precious as it always has been. Everyone heard of this supernatural. Some people said they saw it and they made up legends about it. They spoke of how it lived before the beginning and how it created the beginning. They spoke of the forms and shapes it took. Some men said it took shape of a man and some said it took shape of a female. One person even said they seen it take shape of a tree burning forever burning in flames just so it made its appearance known. The person also said when he noticed the tree it began to speak to him. Some men said that it was the earth itself that created everything and that if you listened to the silent wind you could here his voice. Some people heard the name of this supernatural and that name was God. Every night under the moon people would dance and feast and celebrate his remarkable powers and creativity. Earth was beyond doubt flawless.

The Tragedy in a Palace Called Heaven

Far off in the sky was a home of immortals called Heaven, where they followed in the footsteps of God. They were perfect in every way. They made a proud name for men. There were three immortal beings that had claimed to have seen God so they informed the rest of his appearance, but there was one man who actually saw him. He was one man that God actually saw him almost as an equal to himself. He was indeed perfect – he was the mighty Lucifer. He had unbelievable strength and power. He was also amazingly handsome as he was powerful and very influential. Women loved him, but he only settled for one and they were even going to have a baby. He worked as God’s first hand man and was made out to be his Prince. God and Lucifer helped each others ideas about the future. Everything was planned and perfect. But as Lucifer got so much praise from God, he became conceited. He felt that if he was an equal to God, he might be stronger than God so one day he walked upon God on his throne and demanded a higher title. God tried to reason with him, but Lucifer would not listen. He then braced himself to attack the Almighty, but it fell. God was ashamed to do it, but he fused some mystical power and used it against Lucifer. It hit Lucifer so hard that when he fell, he fell for eternity. The sky let him loose and he fell for a long time. The farther down he fell, the quicker. He then sat ablaze because of the intensity of the swiftness. As he fell he damaged something that was so precious to God – his Earth. He fell through the ground into a vast pitch black hole. It was so dark that the son could not save it. And as his body crushed the Earth’s surface smoke erupted into the sky. That smoke became soot and permanently stained the sky and enclosed the sun. Since then the wife and future mother cursed God’s name and was sent on her way down as well. God was ashamed and silent and Lucifer wasn’t heard of again since. God was disappointed that life for the first time had its sorrow.

The Mark of Evil and a Legend Realized

Down in the hole beneath the earth and far from the clouds, was something that was no longer a man. It was deformed and beast-like. It screamed and yelled from time to time and limped and bled. It was a gruesome image. He was in pain and flesh was still burning but as the years went by his body went numb and he felt no more pain. Although that pain went away, his heart continued to bleed and ach. He cried and when he cried the earth would rumble a bit, but no man really paid it any mind. He screamed and yelled and cried until he got an answer but no one would listen. As he yelled and went enrage he would surprisingly burst with flames. As this happened he began to see some light and he began to calm. He began to realize that the flames would be his only light for now. He then noticed as the monstrous hole sat ablaze that it was something like a layer – his fortress. He made a home out of his hate and he swore to seek revenge. He felt that if he suffered then everyone else will suffer. Through years and years on his new throne he contemplated of what the future would hold. He thought of curses and evil. Then he thought about what pain was and it evolved into the idea of death. He was truly evil. Lucifer had died, but a man by the name of Satan rose from his ashes. He was Satan and his fortress was called Hell. Well as evil and chaos ran underground people on Earth lived their natural lives not knowing what was waiting for them in the future. Then one day a man began to walk in the woods looking for the village and became loss. It was night, but there was no moon out, mainly because the clouds sheltered it. As he panicked he would continue to wonder if God forsaken him. It was dark and gloomy so the man began to panic and became enraged. Then he came across the whole and yelled out to see if anyone was there. Soon Satan rose and influenced the man that he was the only God and that he had all the power in the world and he could help him. The man was foolish enough to believe a man who looked like a beast so Satan did exactly as he said he would do. He directed the man to the village, but before it happened he spoke of a curse from the moon upon the man and said it would give him power. Eventually, Satan disappeared and the man was on his way to the village, but as he got closer he felt that his body was going through changes. As the moon showed itself the man’s body started to take form of some kind beast and as he screamed in pain, his screams slowly became howls, like an animal. As he became this beast he galloped through the woods swiftly looking for the village. As people were dancing the beast ambushed them, ripping them apart one by one. For those who witnessed the massacre, would scream “WOLF, IT’S A WOLF!” His attacks were infamous and his claws ripped through the flesh of men, women, and the children. He would strike down the humans and eat from there chest and torso. Blood stained the land that night and death for the first time came to exist. It was the massacre of the Wolf Man.



The Man with Fangs

For several years land was destroyed, people were dead, the sky was gloomy and Hell existed beneath the earth’s surface. Then a man walked through a deserted land feeding off of live animals, haunting them down with all his strength. The man was like an animal himself preying on the rest, but believe it or not it was not the Wolf Man. It was a different species this time. He looked as a human, but moved quickly like a cheetah. He had superhuman strength that he used to take down larger beast than himself and teeth that could bite through raw flesh. He was vicious and lonesome, which made it worse. He walked for days and nights. When the sun beamed down on him it made him weak. At night he would have enough energy to hunt some more. Eventually, he came across some refugees and survivors of the Wolf Man’s attack. They were afraid of him because no man in a long time had walked upon that village since. The kept away from him making sure he would not attack them. They got a good look at him and saw his teeth so they knew he was trouble. All he wanted was help and more food but no one would listen. Everyone began to hide. Then he spoke:

“I am not here to harm you. I just want shelter and food. Trust me. Do not live in fear. I just want acceptance. I have miles and miles in pain. Can someone please help me? I come for peace. Please do not your backs on me.”

No one would listen – they just hid in ditches hoping he would leave, but he didn’t. He just began to cry, but no one would help him. He fell to his knees sulking, but no one cared because they were too frightened. Then unexpectedly, the giant beast returned and stood upon the man. The Wolf’s mouth began to drip of saliva making a small puddle. The Wolf Man was indeed hungry and he was staring down his supper. The man then stood on his feet, face to the Wolf Man’s chest. Right before the Wolf Man could make his first move the man wrestled the beast to the ground. The man’s fist pounded the beast’s face and began to rapidly bleed. The two monsters went head to head ripping flesh and making bloodshed. More blood continued to stain the soil and the survivors watched the battle intently. The man and the beast had gashes that bled and bled, but neither would give up until one would stop breathing. Then the beast launched at the man but the man grabbed the beast while it was in mid-air and came with a counter attack, slamming the monster on its back to the ground. Then with rage, sitting on op of the Wolf taming it, the man would yell to the sky and the moon and he would take his teeth and bite through the flesh and neck of the Wolf Man. He would bite down harder tasting victory. He would drink until the Wolf was drained. Then when he would finish he would practically rip a nice chunk of the neck of the Wolf Man. The Wolf Man was dead and the man was victorious, but no one would congratulate him. They just felt even more frightened so they would tell him:

“JUST LEAVE. WE DO NOT WANT YOUR KIND HERE. WE WILL NOT BE HARMED BY YOU MONSTERS ANYMORE. IF YOU DON’T LEAVE WE WILL BE FORCED TO KILL YOU. JUST LEAVE.”

The man then became angry and ready to go into rage again, but controlled himself and just decided to leave. So once again he walked and then rest then would walk again when he had energy. It seemed to be impossible, but he walked for years, walking looking for answers. Who was he? What was his name? Where did his strength come from?

Dracula and Satan

Several years later, the season autumn was created and mostly everything of nature began to die. Leaves rotted as well as grass and the survivors or whatever humans were left became deceased. It was dark and the moon was shining bright. Then the man got tired of walking to nowhere so he sat in the sand of the deserted land he walked upon and then he contemplated. Soon Satan rose from the sand and stood upon the man. He knew exactly who the man was – he had some sense and intuition and somehow the man had the same sense about Satan. Then both men spoke:

Satan: “My son, Dracula!” Dracula: “My father, Lucifer!”

Eventually, the men began to realize who they were to each other. The son found the father and the father found the son. Then evil became a whole and the father was King and the son was Prince and soon all of Earth became Hell for years and years and years.

Dracula’s Great Battles

Over centuries during darkness, warriors came about and they would give birth to war. Satan would sit at his throne and Dracula would kill and then influence humans to do evil deeds. People underestimated his power and just thought of him as a deranged psychopath. As they judged him it became true. He grew angry and infamous. In time pieces of land were being named and kings would rule them. Over the ages he ripped through human flesh in battles and drank from them in victory. Bloodshed gave him strength. He killed hundred of men and became king. In time pieces of land were being named and kings would rule them. As time went on he killed thousands of kings and became a god. Dracula gave the meaning to death and conquer. Those that he let survived, turned. Those that judged him gave him called him a vampire – something that could fly and drink blood. Once a king of land called Romania and a king and kings of other named lands created a council meeting to plan an attack against Dracula. These men were hardworking fearless leaders who had slaves and knights and castles. The slaves thought that the curse of evil would come to an end for once and for all. These leaders brought together all there warriors in total and created a name for their army Imperial Golden Army. Their swords were vicious and the blades were sharp enough to scratch the flesh with any type of small physical contact. There armor was made of metal that would shine so hard the sun would reflect of the metal or brighten it making the soldiers look like Angels. These men were dressed sharp for battle riding beautiful white horses. To prepare for battle against Dracula the army went to war against many other armies wiping them out and conquering their land. The Imperial Golden Army was undefeated for two years. In time the army waited day after day but Dracula showed no appearance, but one night when the moon shine so bright the Imperial Golden Army heard galloping. Then they saw a man in distance – it was, of course, Dracula standing tall with courage. Fear did not cross his mind as he walked towards the army. Millions of men began to silence their laughter. They were astounded of how he was a man along was going to fight an entire army. Men became suspicious and the horses walked backwards, keeping away from the bloodsucking immortal. The men of the army began to brace themselves from any “surprise” attackers because it seemed too easy to fight against one man. The army stood in front of the castle strongly guarding it so the immortal could not pass. Then remarkably, Dracula began to run towards the men and began to rush right through them, taking out as many soldiers as he could while heading towards the castle. He swiftly went through the army close lining soldiers off their horses and ripping armor and flesh on his way to the castle. He ran five miles taking slashes from blades but it would not stop him. He continued to rush and rip heads from bodies. Soldiers were amazed by his determination. Finally, Dracula rushed through soldiers fighting until he made it to the front of the castle. The kings sat on their throne speaking to each other not knowing of Dracula’s presence. When they ended their conversation they noticed Dracula standing before them, bleeding with pride. The kings were ashamed as much as they were astonished. A man with his bare hands ripped through half of a million of men with armor and weapons and now he would rip through the three kings. It was an unbelievable victory for Dracula. The kings withdrew no weapons. They fell to their knees for Dracula to do his deeds. After he finished the remaining men of the army awaited him with fear. They braced themselves when they saw him but he did nothing. He walked and passed through the army and they moved out his way. He walked the distance he came from and just went back to his resting place. He went and he slept for thousands of years and wasn’t heard of since. He then became a legend. Men in the future told stories of his existence and presence but no one believe. He became a remarkable legend indeed until this present day.

So then and now there is life then death – good and evil – but more evil then good. The World then became a pitiful place of sorrow, pain, and death and on Earth to this day lives these sorry people who will be judged for their sins.


The End