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Kindron: I see. He sighs as he thinks. Well, anything I develop, you'll have to inject into him directly. There's no magic "Find him" tracker tech unless you track him down first and inject him with it. And you'd probably need someone who could match or surpass him in assassin training to do it. And then you run into the problem if him figuring out that the injection is probably got some purpose and he'll be trying to get it out of him.

- Opening Theme: Trick ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D-OxkotSNZw )

Werewolf 1: Get lost, little girl... Unless you want to die here.

Werewolf 2: A little half vampire shouldn't get in our way.

Those words made Sophie angry. Not only were the human villagers about to be killed after they had been in the forest trying to gather herbs, but now they were insulting her.

Sophie: I'm not leaving. Even if I only save one life, it's worth it! She says as she stands in front of the small group of humans with a confident expression.

Werewolf 3: Your funeral! He says as he goes and tries to slash Sophie with his werewolf claw.

However, the attack was much faster than Sophie expected, and she closes her eyes, thinking that the werewolf was about to kill her. But as Sophie closes her eyes thinking she was going to die, she realizes the attack never hits her.

Ater hearing grunting, Sophie opens her eyes and finds a large man in front of her wearing a black cloak and a wolf mask holding the werewolf's wrist.


- Kindron Saves Sophie Theme ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UKg1ZZ4IQ4U )

Kindron Darkfire. Most who knew of him knew that wolf mask and often recognized Kindron's tall stature.

But this was the first time Sophie had ever met Kindron, so she didn't know who he was.

Werewolf 3: Who the hell is this?! Guy's strong as sh*t! The werewolf who Kindron was restraining asked, trying and failing to break free from Kindron's grip.

Kindron: You have one chance. Walk away and never hunt humans again. Or else you will die. He kicks the werewolf in the gut hard enough to send him flying through a tree as he lets go of the werewolf's wrist.

Kindron turns to Sophie.

Kindron: I heard what you said... Fighting to save lives rather than end them is something I respect. He smiles under his mask which wasn't visible to anyone and pats Sophie's head softly. Let me take things from here. You and the others will be safe now. He says before he walks forward.

The werewolves all hesitate for a moment, but one seems more hesitant than the others.

Werewolf: Is that... the legend? He says to himself.

Werewolf Leader: That legend is a hoax. Created by hunters to scare us off. He says, walking forward. He chuckles. A wolf masked fighter killing werewolf tribes? Someone as large as him couldn't do that. No way. He may be strong, but he's not fast enough to counter us. He says confidently.

Kindron: Only one way to find out. Don't be scared. Try your luck. He says, waving for the werewolf leader to come at him.

Werewolf Leader: GLADLY! He says angrily as he charges forward.

However, the werewolf leader doesn't even see Kindron use his battojutsu style sword draw, which sliced the werewolf in half before he even made it to Kindron.

By the time the werewolf leader made it to Kindron, he had split in half right down the middle, falling to either side of Kindron.

Kindron: Who's next? He asks them.

Werewolf 1: He can't take all of us! Charge him! He says desperately after seeing his leader fall to the ground in two pieces. Though some of the werewolves had already left in fear, realizing how powerful Kindron was if their leader was taken out so easily.

Sophie watches in awe at Kindron's fighting style.

In a flash, Kindron cuts down 3 of the werewolves, while two come in right behind the three and try to attack. Kindron then vanishes into the air above them as he jumps over them.

Kindron charges a fusion bolt magic spell, which fuses his fire bolt magic shots with his ice bolt magic shots. The result is a fire/ice bolt that he fires at the two werewolves who tried to sneak attack him, and hits them with enough force that the fusion bolt spell blasts right through them, combining the fire bolt pure strength kinetic impact with the rapid fire attack of the ice bolt.

As Sophie sees the magic Kindron uses, it was like her own magic power pulsed for a moment as she continues to watch Kindron fight.

As Kindron lands, he cuts down two more werewolves who try to come in and attack him.

By now, the werewolves were mostly all moving in strategically and trying to find an angle of attack. The werewolves try to attack from multiple angles.

Kindron charges another spell, this time a darkness spell. Kindron vanishes and moves back and then fires the spell.

Kindron: Shadow Flare! He says as he fires a mass of dark energy/mana that react violently and explode the area with multiple bursts of blackened flames. This intermediate spell was one of Kindron's own creation, and the black flames vaporize most of the werewolves.

The remaining werewolves that survive the Shadow Flare decide that the fight isn't worth it, and they jump through the trees to get away.

Kindron sighs for a moment. He then sheathes his sword.

Kindron: It's over. He says as he looks to Sophie and the villagers.

The villagers run back to the village, scared more of Kindron than of the werewolves after the power Kindron displayed.


- Sophie Talking to Kindron Theme: Stuff to Try ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f2_Rz2DOkio )


But Sophie was not afraid of Kindron. She runs over to him excitedly.

Sophie: That was so cool! I've never seen magic like that before! And the way you took out those werewolves! You were so fast! Like, whoosh! She says, showing her age as a young girl.

Kindron chuckles.

Kindron: Thanks, kiddo. But it was just my natural combat skill. And the magic I learned from my magic teacher. Well, along with developing my own spells.

Sophie looks up at Kindron with an almost puppy-dog like expression.

Sophie: If you can use magic, train me! I wanna learn how to do that fire and ice fusion spell thing! That was so cool! And the Shadow Flare! I've never seen a spell use dark energy in that way before! She says. Oh, and my name is Sophie. She says cheerfully, introducing herself.

Kindron sighs as he turns away.

Kindron: I can't... I'm sorry. I travel alone for a reason.

Sophie jumps on Kindron's shoulders and leans over his head, looking into his eyes upside down.

Sophie: I'm alone too. So let's be alone together! She says jokingly.

Kindron: Yeah, that's not how being alone works... He says sarcastically.

Sophie: That's what people want you to believe... But you gotta see the world from a unique perspective! She says with a big smile and a cheerful tone. She then looks down at Kindron as he puts his mask back on. So why do you wear a mask? She asks curiously.

Kindron: Because people don't accept me. I'm a werepyre, and people hate werepyres. Everyone hates werepyres...

Sophie tilts her head in confusion.

Sophie: What's a werepyre?

Kindron: I'm half werewolf, half vampire.

Sophie claps in amusement.

Sophie: Hey! I'm half vampire too! We're similar in that regard too! Funny how things work out sometimes! I got me a great teacher! She says excitedly.

It was hard for Kindron to resist how happy and cheerful Sophie was.

Kindron: You just met me, kiddo... You don't know me. I could end up using you for my own ends. You don't know if I'm good or bad. He says to Sophie. He takes off his mask so that she could see his face, something he wouldn't normally do.

Sophie just chuckles.

Sophie: You're a good person. I can tell by your words. She then leans back up while still sitting on Kindron's shoulders, and rests her arms on Kindron's head.

Kindron: Just because people say good words to you, doesn't mean they're good.

Sophie: Oh I know. She says with a smile. It's not the words... It's the intent behind them. She explains, waving her finger around dramatically.

Kindron: The intent behind them? He asks. Though he had an idea of what she was talking about since he also tended to figure out people's intent not from words but from the meaning behind them.

Sophie: Yeah... Words are words, but the feelings are... unique. She explains. Like with those wolf guys. I could tell they were bad by their words. Their words were like fire... Trying to burn the forest down. She says, trying to describe how she felt the werewolf's words.

Kindron: That's actually pretty accurate. He says as he starts walking, letting Sophie ride on his shoulders.

Sophie giggles.

Sophie: I know, right? She then looks down at Kindron. Your words though... They're different. Like light. Your words shine and heal people. You want to help, and be a good person. I can tell. She says. But then there's the rain. Hidden in your words. It's deep, but your words have a little sadness in them. She says, analyzing Kindron.

Kindron chuckles.

Kindron: Wow. You really are good at that. He says jokingly.

Sophie: I know. She says jokingly with a smile. She then leans down and meets Kindron's gaze upside down again. Now train me! She says in a humorously serious tone.

Kindron sighs. But not at Sophie's words. For a moment, he feels Sophie's magic. Almost like it was calling out to him. Kindron knew Sophie probably didn't even realize it. Kindron had heard of magic users gaining students when their magic calls to them, almost like magic users are drawn to each other, but Kindron had never experienced it himself before.

Kindron: I should warn you. I don't use normal magic. My magic is an ancient magic art I learned from my teacher. He made some of the spells himself, and I made a few spells myself as well.

Sophie: Then that just makes it unique. I get to learn two people's legacies through their spells. She says, throwing her hands in excitement.

Kindron chuckles again. It was getting harder and harder for him to resist Sophie's happy attitude.

Kindron: I guess we will be alone together. He says jokingly.

Sophie: See? Now you're getting it. See the world in a new light. She says with a smile.

Kindron: Maybe. But learning magic isn't easy. You have to practice the spells a lot. And you have to learn your limits.

Sophie leans down again and looks at Kindron.

Sophie: Limits? What do you mean?

Kindron: I mean, you need to learn how many spells you can cast before you run out of magic, or you need to learn how powerful your magic is. And even what type of magic you use. He explains.

Sophie: Wait... Run out of magic? You don't run out of magic. She says, still looking into Kindron's eyes, this time in confusion.

Kindron tilts his head a bit in confusion.

Kindron: Everyone runs out of magic. It's a fact of life. You can only cast so many spells before you run out of magic.

Sophie tilts her head in confusion.

Sophie: I've never run out of magic before.

Kindron looks into Sophie's eyes.

Kindron: And how many spells can you cast? He asks her, trying to learn more about Sophie's magic.

Sophie sits back up on Kindron's shoulders, thinking. Sophie: Well... It's hard to count when they don't always work. But I've never hit a limit on the number of times I cast spells.

Kindron stops in surprise, which almost flings Sophie off his shoulders as she is pulled forward by the sudden stop.

Sophie: Whoa! What's wrong? She says, noticing Kindron's change in demeanor.

Kindron: Listen, kiddo. People have limits. I can only cast so many spells before I run out of magic and have to recharge. That's how it is for most people. I've never heard of anyone having infinite magic before. Are you saying you never have to recharge your magic? He asks her.

She looks down at him.

Sophie: Yeah... It's like a well. She says, trying to find the words to explain it. No matter how many buckets I pull up, the well never dries out. It's not like I can dump the whole well at once or something, but I can keep pulling from the well without any issues. I've never hit the bottom of it.

Kindron starts walking again.

Kindron: Sophie... Listen. It's very important you never tell anyone that you don't have to recharge your magic. Keep that to yourself. You must never let people figure out that you have infinite magic.

Sophie just smiles and claps.

Sophie: Hey, that's the first time you used my name! She says excitedly.

However, Kindron is serious as he looks up to her.

Kindron: Sophie. I'm serious. People don't have infinite magic. And if someone finds out you do, they will use you or try to take your power for themselves. Or just outright kill you.

Sophie gulps, only now realizing why Kindron was so serious.

Sophie: Oh. So, infinite magic isn't normal? Is that really unusual?

Kindron: It is very unusual. I've never heard of it happening, nor have most magic users. I don't even know how that's possible. He says to her.

Sophie: Uh... So... Train me? Please? She says in a squeaky voice.

Kindron: Don't worry. I'll train you. You will need to know how to defend yourself. Because I think others are going to come after you. He says as he pats her hands on his head softly.

Sophie: YAY! She says happily. So what's training gotta do first, teach? She says happily.

Kindron: Well... In my regiment, we get plenty of food and rest. Starting with food. Because even your teacher is hungry now. He says jokingly.


It was an unconventional friendship. Which would evolve into them becoming brother and sister.

Sophie would learn magic from Kindron. But Sophie would in turn teach Kindron to see the world in a new way.

The two were unique. And it would give them a bond that would carry on throughout the years.

Kindron and Sophie were two lone souls... Wandering eternity together.

End

“I have watched Abaddon sit upon a throne carved from the bones of rebellion, issuing decrees that make entire legions tremble… and then, in the same breath, soften his voice for one human mage as though the inferno itself were merely a hearth.

He rules Hell like a storm front, vast and merciless. Every contract signed in ash, every whisper of treachery, every uprising crushed beneath his heel, it all bends to his will. Yet when Elvira Elmore calls his name, the abyss does not dare interrupt.

I have seen him pause mid-judgment, flames coiling impatiently around his crown, because she wished to tell him about a new spell she mastered. I have seen him leave war councils to walk beside her beneath a mortal sky, trading sulfur and screaming choirs for starlight and soft laughter.

Do not mistake this for weakness. It is division by design. He gives Hell his dominion… and her his devotion. The throne holds his power. She holds his heart. And woe to the fool who threatens either, for he does not separate king from lover when he goes to war.”
~ A lesser demon about Abaddon

“They call me ruin. They call me sovereign of the pit, architect of torment, the iron pulse beneath the underworld’s ribs. Let them. A crown of cinders weighs nothing compared to the gravity of one mortal woman’s smile.

Abaddon I was named, and I have lived up to it. Kingdoms fracture at my command. Legions kneel when my wings unfurl. Yet when Elvira Elmore threads her fingers through mine, I am not the abyss. I am simply a man who learned that eternity is unbearably long without someone to share it with.

She is fragile in the way firelight is fragile. Small, perhaps, against the dark… but capable of driving it back all the same. Her magic does not roar like mine. It sings. It weaves. It reminds me that power need not always conquer to be absolute.

I divide my hours between throne and threshold, between infernal decree and whispered affection. Hell demands my authority. Elvira commands my devotion. And I give both freely, because loving her is the one rebellion I will never repent.

Let my enemies believe she softens me. They do not understand. She does not make me less fearsome. She gives me something worth ruling for.”
~ Abaddon about his human mate, Elvira

“I thought I understood fear. I had faced archdemons, broken oaths with angels, walked battlefields where the sky itself burned. Then I faced Abaddon.

He did not charge. He descended.

The air folded inward when his wings unfurled, as if the world were bracing for impact. His blade was not just steel, it was verdict. Every swing felt like a sentence already decided. There was no rage in him, no frenzy. Only certainty. That was the worst part. You cannot outfight certainty.

I struck him once. I swear I did. The blow would have felled a lesser tyrant. He looked down at the wound, almost curious, as though pain were an old language he no longer spoke fluently.

And when I dared threaten the human mage at his side, I saw the shift. Not louder. Not wilder. Colder. The battlefield dimmed, as though the abyss itself leaned closer to watch my mistake unfold.

I survived because he allowed it. Because a king does not waste time on carrion once the message is carved deep enough.

If you ever stand before him, pray he sees you as an inconvenience. Pray you are not foolish enough to become personal.”
~ A surviving enemy of Abaddon

Name: Abaddon
Aliases: Apollyon, Angel of the Bottomless Pit, King of Locusts, Exterminans
Age: Unknown
Species: Fallen Angel
Gender: Male
Height: 6'7"
Weight: 219 lbs

Organization: Hell
~ Rank: Lesser King/King of the 5th Circle

Known Family and Friends:
~ Mate: Elvira Belmore
~ Son: Ares Belmore
~ Son: Zeus Belmore
~ Son: Hades Belmore
~ Brother: Lucifer

Abilities:

Alternate Crowley perks up with the mention of gaining more power. Alternate Crowley: So these tablets might be able grant more power. Now that's my language other than stopping a existence level threat. I'll be happy to help look for the tablet. He takes a sip of his whiskey.

Angel Karasu: Castlevania universe? There's a video game like my universe? She gets a confused look but shakes her head to recover. Angel Karasu: And this Hellsing Organization sounds like the Belmont family except the Belmonts don't employ our kind to hunt other supernaturals. They were the ones who killed Vlad II, aka Dracula in my universe. Now my father rules in his place.

London Karasu gets a thoughtful look as she listens to Angel Karasu. London Karasu: You'll find that Vlad II Dracul is still alive and well in this universe and running the Order of the Dragon for this universe.

Zelpharia leads CM Kindron outside where she sees and senses Lucifer. Zelpharia: There's the dimension hopper from the newest tear, and he senses like a Lucifer. Please don't be a Lucifer. I'm not sure if we need more than one in this universe.

Lucifer sees Zelpharia and CM Kindron walking in his direction so he walks towards them. Lucifer: Good afternoon. Might I have a chat with you two?