Fated to Demon King

~Vim State

There was a large gathering of people inside and outside of this high luxurious palace within the state of Vim at that time. Each person was trying to get a better view of the scene in front of them. Almost everybody from the state of Vim was present. There was a strange gloom hanging over the palace's high towers at that moment. Their eyes were filled with curiosity.

"Do you know what happened? Why is King Draco so angry?" A voice filled with curiosity and fear asked the question. The people who had gathered there today did not even know why they were there. However, today there was an air of bitterness and blackness in the atmosphere that attracted everyone.

"Prince Lucifer has been imprisoned today. It is said that Prince Lucifer is the cause of the darkness that has been in the kingdom for some time now. He was expanding his dark powers in a black world. He was learning magic, wrote many books on it, and those books were spreading throughout the kingdom of Vim." A vampire said with a pale face. Everyone's eyes widened in fear.

"Yes, and that black magic is the one that is confiscating everyone's powers. I heard that all those who read those books were coming under the influence of this black power."

Another vampire added to their knowledge. Nervousness began to spread among everyone.

In an instant, a loud scream could be heard in the air, suffocating the breath. Colorless winds had turned black.

With his cold, red eyes, King Draco stood in the vast field of the palace looking at Lucifer kneeling on the ground in front of him. Prince Rayal restrained him in invisible chains made of his power. Lucifer was immobilized by these heavy chains.

The King was flanked by Rayal on one side and Christopher on the other. Standing with his hand extended towards Lucifer, Rayal's eyes were watering with grief and uncertainty. It was heart wrenching to see his own brother on his knees, bound like a criminal.

Something similar happened to Christopher. He looked at his elder brother, Lucifer, with red eyes.

Lucifer's pride and anger were unabated. He was frantically trying to free himself.

"All his books need to be collected here. Right now." King Draco roared and the royal soldiers immediately spread out in all directions. Lucifer became restless after hearing this command. He opened his eyes and saw his father. Protest was evident in his gray eyes, his handsome face contorted with horror.

Standing with the support of her royal servants, Queen Eena was shaking with grief. The face was dripping with tears.

"Lucifer, you were mischievous from childhood, yes, irritable and proud because you were the most beloved boy in this kingdom, but I can't believe that you were a devil. You were not heartless; you were not cruel at all.

The queen murmured and addressed her beloved son in a whisper. He raised his face in shock to see his mother standing on the far terrace. Yes, he was an expert at reading thoughts.

"I want to live my own life. Why don't you leave me alone with my powers and darkness?" He screamed with all his might. The limits of brazenness had been reached for him. The king staggered. Prince Christopher rushed forward and supported his father.

"I thought you would be ashamed. Lucifer, are you not at all ashamed of what you have done? You have committed a heinous crime. How many young vampires have taken their own lives after reading those dark spells written by you? Many young vampires are losing their senses and preying on their own mates. "You have no regrets." The king looked at his son regrettably.

Lucifer shook his head as if this was all nonsense.

"No. That's my knowledge. I make those spells, I learn them. I can control that power, I can understand that. I have my own world. That knowledge makes weak people crazy. I didn't give those books to anyone. You should protect your subjects. This is not my concern."

He screamed out of anger. Rayal clenched his fists and the chains tightened even tighter. Lucifer screamed at the crunch of bones. There was suffocation in the air due to his condition.

The soldiers collected books from everywhere and piled them on the field; there was a huge pile which could be easily estimated by looking at the damage done so far. The condition of the people from whom the books were taken is deteriorating.

There was a mountain of books in the field.

Lucifer's eyes widened, his wealth in front of him being squandered.

"Don't touch it. I promise dad, I will keep it all to myself. Let me go back to my black palace. Listen to me. Give me one last chance." He started crying like a madman. Apart from the royal servants and soldiers, other people were also present around the field.

A small black book slipped from the stack of books and fell to the ground. On the cover of the book there was a golden print, and some strange language was written with bright golden numbers. A little girl hiding behind an old gatekeeper in the palace caught sight of this book. Her attention was captured by the golden design on the black background. She looked up at her father. Like everyone else he was also attracted to the prince.

She started looking at the book again. Three steps and she would have that shining, unique book, she thought. She slowly stepped away from her father's side, reached the book on the grass with her small feet, bent down and picked up the book.

She hid the book by wrapping her arms in the cloak-like clothes typical of vampires.

When he saw his daughter there, the father said, with fear, "Come back. Don't get near them." He grabbed her, and backed away.

The girl was hiding in her father's enclosure.

King Draco stepped towards Lucifer while trembling.

"Lucifer. Dear son. Leave and forget all this. Forget your evil powers and come back to us. I see a clear wall between us. You are separated from us all. Be our Lucifer." The king said in a shaky voice.

"No, it's my capital, it's my strength. I can't abandon my personal strength like that, Dad. No, let me go." He was shaking his head in the negative as he spoke nervously. The king raised his hand and signaled to Christopher.

Christopher pursed his lips, jerked his hands with strength, and turned to the books. The pile started to burn.

"No. Leave me. Don't do it. Stop. This is my life's gain. No." Lucifer begged as he screamed. The books were on fire, he started shouting.

Suffocation in the air increased so much that breathing became difficult for everyone. The king closed his eyes as he felt the power of Lucifer.

There was a strange atmosphere in the state. The air was getting black everywhere in the palace, and a pile of books was on fire in the field.

People were frantically kicking their hands and feet trying to breathe. A yearning arose among those who lost the books of black powers.

The claws of Lucifer had wounded the hearing. There was only one small being who was standing calmly among all these suffocating people.

This girl, standing with the black golden book on her chest, was not suffocating or experiencing any problems with the black winds. Her hearing was also intact. She looked at everyone confusedly. That book was saving her from this punishment, but she was unaware of it.

The books had turned into a pile of ashes. Strong winds and strange noises caused normal vampires to run away and hide in their homes. Prince Lucifer roared with grief. It became the hardest for Rayal to handle.

A special poison was brought to paralyze the original vampires. The king did not have the courage to move ahead and put the poison in Lucifer's mouth. With trembling hands, he put the poison in front of the executioner.

The executioner bowed his head and held poison in both hands. The queen glanced at her living son for the last time. Her heart was aching.

Rayal and Christopher's grief was getting worse. Rayal felt he was about to free Lucifer. Despite his best efforts, he barely managed to hold on.

The executioner grabbed Lucifer and poured poison into his mouth.

Lucifer collapsed to the ground writhing in pain as the poison drink passed through his throat. In no time the royal family, with their deadened senses, witnessed the sight of Lucifer's death-like stupor.

The queen had become alienated from the senses on the ground in anticipation of this scene. The palace in which Lucifer's laughter used to resound; now the walls of this palace will never hear Lucifer's voice. It was sad and painful.

A black casket glittering with red diamonds was prepared. By wearing the typical clothes of princes, Lucifer was buried in this coffin with honor and dignity.

This charming and charismatic prince, whose face used to make people fall in love, was now buried in a coffin.

The casket was placed high in the middle of a very large room filled with lights and flowers. There was a pile of flowers around him.

He had become evil, but the love of the royal family was still there for him. It was strictly forbidden for anyone except the royal family to enter this room.

He was killed. A sleep in which he was apparently alive but was now dead. His existence was safe but his heart had stopped.

The uncrowned king of dark powers had become silent and many years have passed since this incident.

Prince Lucifer was heard in stories, his beauty was still exemplified in the kingdom of Vim, but after that day no one had actually seen him.