Vampire Realm – Throne Hall, Nightfall
The moon above the capital was full, casting a pale silver glow across the spires of the vampire realm's heart. The city pulsed below, alive with soft hums of magic, lights, and the quiet thrum of power lines that ran through the streets like veins.
Inside the throne hall, Lucifer sat with his fingers steepled beneath his chin. The air around him was heavier than usual.
Lucian stood to the side, reviewing reports, but Lucifer wasn't listening.
His thoughts were already elsewhere.
Back on Earth.
Back to what Adam said before vanishing into that blinding light.
"I will burn the world and build a new one."
And if he truly did it… then the new world was already out there.
Lucifer finally spoke, low and firm. "Send for Seraph."
Lucian nodded once and tapped his wrist communicator. "Summon the High Witch."
