Alpha King Kyaria (The Demon king)

The beginning

Three hundred years ago,

Three hundred years ago, there existed only one pack in the werewolf's Realm—the Royal pack. They were the pioneers of the wolf world and unfortunate victims of an attack by a demon wolf, mistakenly believed to be the moon. It was during this perilous encounter that Kyaria first heard the haunting whispers.

"Kyaria, enter the forest," a calm and soft woman's voice beckoned. Little Kyaria was filled with terror, his eyes darting around in search of the source, but he found himself alone. "Kyaria," the whispers persisted, echoing in his ears. Unable to resist, he stepped out of his tent and ventured into the depths of the forest, as if guided by an unseen force. It was a part of the woods that had remained unexplored by anyone but the king and his father.

Within the forest, he discovered a black orb lying on the ground. "Kyaria, touch the orb," the voice commanded.

Hesitant yet compelled, the young boy picked up the orb and placed his hand upon it. "Good," the voice affirmed. As Kyaria dropped the orb, a blinding light erupted, accompanied by blood pouring from his ears and eyes. The sky suddenly darkened, and the once-illuminating full moon turned pitch black. The powers of the moon goddess were drained, and she fell into a deep slumber, oblivious to the plight befalling her creations.

As the light from the orb waned, a colossal black wolf, towering over a palm tree, emerged. "Nice to be back," Ria said with a chuckle, followed by a mighty howl.

The forest trembled, and the royal pack sensed something amiss. With the absence of the moon in the sky, they all transformed back into human form. Panic ensued as they scrambled in the darkness, their sight taken away. The moon had always been their source of light and power, but now, they were utterly helpless.

"What shall we do?"

"Are we doomed?"

"Why is the moon void?"

"What has become of the moon goddess?"

Amidst the murmurs, a sudden flash of red light pierced through the darkness. It emanated from Ria's eyes, as morning breaks through the night. As Ria advanced toward the Royal pack, the ground shook, the wind intensified, and lightning crackled in the sky. Startled, the wolves recoiled at the sight of Ria's shadowy figure approaching the village.

A wave of terror washed over them, and it seemed to provoke Ria. His mouth opened in rage, unleashing a torrent of fire that engulfed the entire village. Wolves shrieked in agony, and those attempting to flee had their heads ruthlessly severed by Ria's claws. The once-happy village was reduced to nothing more than a pile of dust.

Meanwhile, Kyaria lay lifeless on the forest floor, while the moon goddess, in her deep slumber, was awakened by Qetiyah, the goddess of life. The moment the moon goddess opened her eyes, the moon regained its brilliance.

Qetiyah revived Kyaria from his death to serve as a vessel for the Demon Wolf. The moon goddess joined forces with Qetiyah in a battle against the demon wolf, channeling their combined powers into Kyaria's body. That very night, the young boy's eyes underwent a transformation—his left eye turned red, while his right eye became blue. Kyaria screamed in agony as a large tattoo manifested on his back, tearing through his clothes, and revealing a large black wolf with glowing red eyes.

"For summoning the Thousand Years Demon and slaying your pack, you shall be cursed with the demon trapped within you until you find your mate. This is your punishment, Kyaria!" the moon goddess proclaimed before vanishing, leaving the young boy stranded in the desolate forest.

As the sky rumbled and heavy rain cascaded upon the earth, Kyaria's mournful howl reached the moon as he collapsed to his knees. Clutching his chest, he sobbed uncontrollably. Upon his return to the pack, he found nothing but a heap of dust and lifeless bodies strewn about. From that day forth, Kyaria's life was forever altered.