Vein- The Black Rising

This is a novel by Damian Vincent Henry

Motto: ‘I am the light that cometh out of the darkness.”


Introduction


You may know very much about Vampires, but in this story you shall definitely find the truth to be more amusing than it is to be believed. This story is about one man or being as some men say, the one they call on another name, which is “The Black Plague,” he is without fear, without heart and love. This story takes place all over the world. His kind is the reason between the brutal conflict between Were-wolves and Vampires, hence they were once allies, all of them became immortal enemies, only the Were-wolves became the slaves and the Vampires their leaders.
This is a tale of a kind that existed what might’ve been around the same time as Vampires, this is not for the faint hearted as you shall read’ you will understand that there is more to life immortally than just Vampires, Were-Wolves, Demons, Angels, Elves, Dragons, Wizards’, Witches or Gods but also the forgotten kind called Crowkans, but who knows? Maybe they’ll be in the story! Or it was perhaps just a figment of an imagination.
A Crowkan is not to be taken lightly; they are not like Vampires or Were-Wolves, all of these kinds.” Let me rephrase that sentence by saying, “Some of these kinds does not even compare to Lord KillWorld, but nevertheless I’m not going to reveal much of the words that are hidden and are awaited on to be revealed by the reader because I believe when saying too much is losing too much, meaning: why spoil the fun when it hasn’t even begun/ started yet. they are the conflict between Were-Wolves and Vampires; there’s one mistake I always see when it comes to Were-Wolves and Lycans, they look the same, change the same but that’s the thing the changing part makes them different from each other:(lycanthropy-The transformation of a human being into a wolf. There are two types of lycanthropy: a mania in which a person imagines himself to be a wolf and exhibits a craving for blood; and the magical- ecstatic transformation of a person into a were-wolf (‘’man-wolf,” from the old English wer, man, plus wolf), usually accomplished with OINTMENTS or magical charms.), werewolf lore has existed in numerous countries and civilizations since antiquity. In some legends, the werewolf is a person born under a curse, who cannot prevent himself from a hellish METAMOR-PHOSIS, which happens on nights of the full moon yet I do not believe it is a curse, because there is self control; as they are about one-hundred and eighty degrees warm and an aggression which is formed when they are bitten or scratched; but still, many of us human beings in today’s life strive for immortality but then again some wants to go to heaven’ so I don’t prefer it to be mentioned as a curse but rather, I also believe if God created life, as we all know by now’ he also created death so that the life force on earth can remain the same amount but to get to the point, ‘I believe God created immortality in a way to find it then embracing it, not to hate it or refuse it; The person, usually a man, but sometimes a woman or a child, acquires the shape of a wolf and all its attributes, and roams about the countryside attacking and eating victims. In most tales, the werewolf is wounded, and the wound sympathetically carries over to the human
form and reveals the identity of the were wolf-Lycans can change back and forth when the full moon arrives but not Were-Wolves but nevertheless Lycans originated from Were-Wolves which all started with the mother of all wolves, who had no human form disabling her from changing into the form of a beautiful woman, the queen giving birth to what was a human boy, but that it was not for it was not a boy but what the Vampires called Lycans, but because the wolves found that they shared a special bond with the Lycans they made it their war, although it ended after a period of years and all were well again between the two kinds, well! You should know which was, until…..KillWorld came along. Vampires on the other hand think they can own and rule everything they desire but what they wanted and whom they had as slave two times, they lost. They let go just like that, from my perspective’ what imbeciles’ they are, indeed……..yes stupidity comes to mind even for a living corpse. I really do wish that the reader enjoys parts of my mind’s imagination, but then again some of the events in the story are a combination of life and fantasy, at the end of the day the mind believes what it wants and what I do mean by that is, as we are of Gods imagination so must life be of ours……..that in a way, we do appreciate life not only for the fame and fortune but also knowing that we went through life as though it was an adventure worth living.



Crowkans legendary riddle:


“He done a deed,
Yet tempted be.”
“Cursed is he,
Who Crowkan be?
“Serves no God,
Yet black of heart.”
But Angel heart,
“Immortal ever,
And die he’ll never.”

“Sin perpetrated, fulfilling…
Some, his men were so unwilling,
By his own hands,
Every year walk many lands
Hell-bound now and not again
Yet be no more in any pain.”

Though they cast’s his name in vain
There he the one, they call Insane.”
Heaven or no Hell he’ll enter
Nor would’st a day his heart �"shalt soon surrender.”
Pirate be, and Crowkan be’’’
But yet fulfil this prophecy.”

He’s the one who cursed shall be.



This riddle said by the Crowkans to show their appreciation to their Lord KillWorld.



Words of a friend


I suppose heaven is a place of purity and refreshment to the soul. Whereas you could choose any person who would consider choosing to live their lives in perhaps what could be an excellent’ and complex manner to a versatile person…………or then again, probably not. A sickness is life to some of us………maybe just to those who hates it.
If only we could have had a world without sin, where a person would not need to have any remorse for their actions, yet where they wouldst not commit anything that would be foul. To imagine where you could stand on a pillar of earth, look up to the sky, whereas you would stare at the stars, and with each star your eye found, could be each and every angel in the heavenly Garishon.
In the life of today we as humans serve…… also’ except God, another master…..that God still see as another man made figure, that from the looks of it is being served by mankind; as they did in those days, but only looking at this figure, you would see that this figure is not any sort of figure of an animal, but one that is without face, one that is rather made from paper. That very same paper this conversation is heading to, could perhaps be money or perhaps not. You decide.

Like a friend said to me…once,’ A siege of a moment of a unrelenting life; a being undaunted of what life means to him and the feelings that he bestows to life, by the mere fact that life is an example of no purpose or meaning unto him anymore. A soulless act brought upon from the justice of many. Unveiling, the basic structure of lies told by a creator that is unseen and unheard by mankind…… for, centuries. The fatal blow of a casual sinner; encrypted within the layers of the mind of that one, to only take away and not give away any feeling of remorse or doubt through his action that he laid upon the children of men; son of man. What purpose is there to life if life means death and death means life? What purpose is there to love if love means hate and hate means love, and finally he says, where he thought we’d all agree, what do you think? What act would perhaps correct the disbelief of many that people in today’s life still has doubt; so……in believing that people in today’s life has no reason to doubt, what is your verdict? What purpose is there in trust, if trust means betrayal and betrayal means trust, to tell you the truth, it’s actually not the same things, but could be dealt with in the same manner, in the same way? Is it really that easy? It’s almost like an elderly man told me once, saying tome, no…..rather asked, why do birds fly? I answered, it’s obvious that they can fly because they have wings, yet he replied with a NO. I quickly decided to give up, on trying so that he could give his answer, but not even what I had hoped for, because he answered me, saying, ‘ because they have to…..’ a quick end of discussion was followed afterwards, whereas we later found ourselves to speak of something else. Maybe one day I’ll understand what he actually meant by his predictable answer, or then again…….I might in some way, could just know, that answer. Yes! Perhaps……….already knowing just why. I just find it a bit difficult to accept that it might be the only solution to the question. What the argument is really about is not of a man or an animal, but God, Yes, God. That same God many of us love and have loved at one time in our lives. How does it become fair that God chooses only them whom he finds a liking in, and that all of the others like us are just plain old castaways in the eye-sight of Purgatory; us freaks or rather ‘Sons of Witches”. Why does he love that same Jews that crucified Jesus Christ, his only begotten son? ……..The heavenly host, tabernacle of purity to the Saints of the Celestial Garishon. I’ll tell you, when even though they crucified God’s son, he still finds them merciful, that in a way to prove that he is God and he works in mysterious ways, meaning, he hates the sin but loves the sinner I’m sure as you might’ve heard, and also as you might know, God remembers everything yet forgets only our sin. You might also think of it most of the time, why God let good things happen to his most faithful worshippers, servants or followers. How could he…….that we love so much, find us to not please his interests? You may also ask yourself, rarely or continuously,’ how could he let that happen to me? I suppose this is the type of questions many of us, usually asks when something bad or humiliating has happened to us or even when our prayers have not been answered. Well, here’s the truth, and the truth is, God cares for us, but what we have to understand is, of all the jobs on earth an in heaven, God has the most difficult one of all; like would you ever imagine yourself, God coming to you and saying, you have to do his job for less than a week, I think not you’ll be successful. Where some of you might say he does not care of us, I say, do not… ever, and I mean ever, insinuate……..what God is thinking, for doing so is a sin unto God. I know I sound a bit harsh upon you, but you have to understand, he loves us, yet your perspective might differ from mine whereas you would think,’ If he truly loved us he wouldn’t let many innocent children die everyday in Africa, Europe, UK or Asia; letting them die of hunger, starvation comes to place in every region, so never think you’re the only one with problems. You might say God is to be blamed for Poverty as where it is actually us, because God created trees and we’re cutting it down, he created fish and we’re killing all of them, he created animals and we’re killing it for its beautiful skin, tails, horns and even to do laboratory experiments on them then we end up killing them, so ask yourself a question, who’s to blame? …….be it God or us? ........ It seems we humans see a problem in everything for instant, some might ask why God had to make us different from each other, in length, skin- tone, race, culture or religion. Why do something so…………… un-foretelling that we feel uncomfortable in each others presences, in a way that you don’t know if you should trust that person or not, or even talk to that person or not. Decisions……… decisions. You might say, why go to all that trouble to make trouble become the outcome at the end of the day, making pain the only reason to accept life to reach a point of redemption. Yet again I might sound harsh but then again I’m just raising awareness’ to what we already know. There is always a battle to life and death, for instant a man dies only to live again and a man lives only to die and as far as philosophy goes I always….as well, everybody wants to got to heaven but nobody wants to die to get there, and as many of you might agree to this term, so must I disagree in a kind of a way because I don’t, and I really don’t think that human beings in today’s millennium don’t actually get it because they lost faith in God and the angels in heaven, for they don’t even have the decency to pray to God anymore; they don’t even believe heaven to exist at all and in a way of their immoral believes that God might just after all be a, myth to some, but if God really seems to be up above, then he must have plan and fulfilling that plan, he needs time. If you look at the stars by night, you’ll see every star is a, soul in heaven, but to come to the conclusion, there might just not be a room for every soul on earth. There will come a time where all earthly sinners shall not be sinners anymore, for even a star is meant to become a planet some day. At the end of the day what we seem to not see, has been in front of our eyes the whole time and that is, what will soon come to be will be bigger than all us human beings could ever imagine. But the question remains unanswered because the question is rhetorical for it has not an answer. This question remains. What will be so big that we won’t be able to control? Who is God and where is he? Although I do believe he’s on earth, you can not help to wonder that he might be waiting something or someone. But where on earth may God just be? I shall tell you; he is in the figure of a man on earth, so poor and every man on earth seems to cast him from their eyes. God is a gardener on earth, yet the location is unknown.
It’s as if I can make a comparison in the likes of a person that is always stressed, will always be angry as well. But a person that is always happy never gets angry, but when they do get angry you better be off to a different location because you would not want to be near that person by then. Now I will say KillWorld is such a person, he never gets angry but when he does, it’s for all the right reasons, he never takes himself too seriously or too lightly when it comes to people but you could rather say , he’s more of a fanatical type, well….more of a fanatic, he doesn’t act too fiercely or too confident, he always likes to know everyone and is always eager to learn new things, yet he never tries too hard, he never laughs too much and he doesn’t blame someone else for his actions, he’s depressed or even worried. He’s not a person that talks too fast or is eager to make a joke, he doesn’t know how to start a conversation but knows how to end one, and he does not know how to make a person like him for he does not care but he does know how to make a person hate him. He is not an emotional person that is offended by any little negative thing someone says to him. He is not a perfect character of a person but is ordinary like anybody else, it’s just…..he knows life and know how people think and act, after all of these centuries of being alive, who wouldn’t reap to the success of immortality and learn to know man; KillWorld actually learnt how to live with himself. Well, that was his inner self, then I suppose his outer self is more of a well-built person, he is not too fat or too thin, not too big or too small, yes he’s white but is not of any country or race, but if you want, you could make an assumption of where he’s from, just know, I’m not giving away anything.

Like an ash in the presence of the clouds. Like the only dark cloud in the sky, carrying a load of raindrops, and therefore I see every raindrop as a waterfall.
But enough about imagination…………..lets get to it, shall we?’