Chapter 1: Epilogue
Werewolves, in folklore, is a human with an ability to shape-shift into a wolf.
to control the people's opinion the Catholic church associated us with the Devil,
we dreaded people, our kin being persecuted by the church common people and some unknown force.
to save our race from being erased, we secluded our self in an unknown continent far away from the church influence; we befriended the original inhabitants; we had a mutual friendship and respect.
we put our guard down, while everyone enjoying his new life, unknown to us a man named Christopher Columbus discovered a new continent, this news put the world in shock, while every country preparing its military to conquer the new continent, years and years passed our life passed until the reality hit us hard.
the conquerors came, with new destructive war tools, creative weapons we couldn't stand a chance against, our inherited strength and traits were being useless.
the world changed, new players showed them self's on the chess table, our race and our new friends were being played with, our pack became scattered we become sheep on the chopping block.
with the passing time the word changed too, the original unknown continent hosted the most advanced country in the world named the USA, a Mad country involving itself with every war possible, then a new term called "technology" started, crazy people gained fame one after another from Captain America to a creepy guy named himself Iron Man.
the world becomes restless, heroes with weird power showed them self's one after another.
from a mad scientist trying to destroy the world to a god with trust issues started a rampage spree across the universe.
while everyone enjoying their life, a teenager not older than 19 is getting chased across the world by a mysterious organization.
why??
because of his bloodline, they killed his parents, bombing a whole neighborhood for not to get information leak, by the sheer willpower and intellect he avoided them across the globe.
while he is running, he searched for his origins, infiltrating the Vatican Secret Archives he found a clue leading him to one of the ancient building in the history.
the Giza pyramid in Egypt, at 20 years old he made his way to his destination, dragging his weakened legs across the hot desert, putting a bottle of water on his dry lips, he murmured:
" Finally, I hope to find something worthy "
'Ta Ta Ta Ta Ta '
but luck gave up on him, he heard chuntering of a helicopter from the distance he knew that his journey ended.
Helicopters circled around him, a tall man with a green cloak hiding his shape and face jumped from one helicopter, as he landed and flew in a wave across him.
he looked at and said " finally, we meet Mister Larry, my name is Victor Van Doom " he chuckled at me and said, " people know me as Dr. Doom".
I looked at him with an expressionless face " in short a Dog of the Cicada"
he didn't get angry as I guessed, he nodded " yes I'm, they hunted abnormal humanoids races from the beginning of time, from witches to vampires, your race got lucky to avoid them for almost 400 hundred years, the Egyptian Gods tried to oppose us, reaching our goal".
he pointed toward the massive pyramid and said " that's their ending, even ancient gods died on our hands what a freak creature like you can do to us"
hearing him insulting my race, my blood boiled rage consumed me by the passing second, we had a reverse scale that is insulting our bloodline, I know my action was to no use but I still attacked him.
my eyes shone red my hair reached my waist, my height increased, muscle bulged across my body, while nails grew tall on my fingers.
I bent my knees, like a bow my body shot like an arrow toward his direction, I pulled my hand's at the back of my body, saving all my energy for one powerful slash with my nails.
' Tick Tick'.
my nails touched his armor, my hand went numb soon my nails cracked, I showed agony on my face, the pain I never felt before assaulted my hand, I crawled on the ground.
I felt a hand grabbed me by my throat, the hand felt cold, its coldness reached my spine, the coldness distracted me from the pain I looked toward the source of the hand, I saw my self looking down, grabbed in the air.
when I saw those creepy eyes I know I reached my end.
on my last breath, a huge humanoid shadow with a jackal head materialized above the Giza Pyramid he looked down, giving me a look mixed between shame and weakness, he said:
" Sorry child we couldn't live to our promise to your ancestors, to made upon our mistake, I will send you to a world you could live your life your fullest,"
an azure light covered us, my vision got blacked, a great pain assaulted my head.
minutes passed my headache lessened, memories I know are not mine got clearer by the second
scientific theories, technological knowledge, weapon building, lastly history information about the darkest secrets of the world.
magically every memory got listed, my thought got clear by the second I found a message in my head.
" Wolf boy that's All I Can Do for you, as for my apologies to your ancestors, I merged your soul with Doom soul, don't worry I erased his presence you have all his life knowledge, make a new living environment for your race in this world and good luck "
"one more thing this is a world you know about, you watched about its story in your childhood, the One Piece world"
naked I stood on the beach dumbfounded with the fast developments.
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