"Hello," I said. "King Morseus."
Morseus' face morphed back to shock. Then it quickly went sour again. I just kept smiling at him.
"So, you think you've figured out what I am, have you?" He asked with a smirk.
"I have," I replied simply.
Morseus chuckled.
"I created this realm, you see. It was part of what happened when I was changed. I think it was a mix of turning, and being a Spirit Dragon." He told me. "I'm aware that you think you're powerful because of who you are. But you are just a Morningstar. You might rule over the Demons and the Underworld, but this is neither of those things. I am more than just a Demon, and this is a realm I created. A realm of darkness all my own."
I stared at Morseus' arrogant face as he bragged. He must be the first of his kind. Grandpa said it was
