The True Ruler, Rayven

Curious and Curiosity

“Well since you’re the overlord you must have some kind of secret portal or doorway that will take me back to the living realm.” I ask him even though I feel like that was a really dumb question, of course there wouldn’t be a actual door or portal that was just left open all the time with guards around it to make sure no lost souls could escape. Now that I think about it I start looking around it’s pretty empty in here, besides the forest and castle there’s nothing here but lava and hot sand.

“Also where are all the souls if this is the underworld?” I ask him the questions are just flying out my mouth at this point. He chuckles at me; I can get used to that sound.

“No there is no magic mortal door, but I can make you a portal to get back to your unconscious body I will need something of yours to help guide your consciousness towards the right place. This is the Lava region nothing, but fire and lava spirits reside in this region with me. The souls are kept in the capital, they mostly live normal lives like the ones they were living on earth but without the burden of death, stress, or pain until they are divided up to where they need to go.” Adrian answers me and this sounds familiar.

“So what do you do here since you don’t manage souls? And divided up? Like heaven and hell? Technically isn’t this hell?” I ask clearly confused because they have taught us all our life that the moon goddess (respective to the supernatural creatures) and mother Venus takes the good souls and the bad souls and wolves come down here to the underworld (i.e. hell) to suffer for multiple eternities for all the pain they caused their victims.

I still pray to the Moon Goddess and Mother Venus seeing as though I’m an elf lycan hybrid, I am a product of 2 different goddesses, my mother always said it’s extra protection.

“No this isn’t hell, hell is far far worse those souls get disposed of immediately. Think of the underworld as a waiting room, except instead of going in by yourself your grouped by the time of your death. Each group is allowed to live good normal lives without the stress and worry from bills and providing, your dead so you don’t have to eat, you can spend your time learning about the universe itself or just wait your time out for reincarnation or heaven.” He speaks and he snaps his fingers together and a portal pops up into view he grabs my hand and walks through it.

We are instantly teleported to a beautiful castle decorated with fire and lava colors. There are gold trim and decorations everywhere it’s very modern but still has a classic gentlemen like touch to it. The gold gothic style chandelier hanging over the huge mahogany wood table is simply beautiful. The art works hanging up on the walls are very popular pieces from the living world and some I’ve never seen before. As I’m looking around, he continues to talk.

“What I do here is manage and maintain the fire and lava spirits that reside in the underworld and the living realm. Sometimes they get loose and wreak havoc in the living world. They might look like natural disasters to mortal eyes, but they are actually everywhere outside take a look through the enchanted glass windows to the darkened fire forest we were just in over there to your left.” Adrian says and points to the window to my left, making the shoo motion with his hand to encourage me to look.

I look out the window expecting to see what I just saw when I was out there, nothing. What I saw would make a syfy lover cream their jeans. There are flying fire dragons and what looks like fire like people with smoke and flame wings setting things on fire. On the walls there are all kinds of fire and lava creatures ranging from insects to lizard-like creatures all with fire like appendages that don’t necessarily belong to the correct creatures. On the ground walking around are the strangest looking cryptids the Grand Canyon and Appalachian Mountains have never even seen, Giant Lava Dinosaur hybrids, Lava and Fire Demons. My eyes are astonished, I’m a supernatural creature and I’ve never seen anything half as crazy as the things I’m looking at now.

I spin around and run up to Adrian’s arm and clutch his hand and jump up and down like a rabbit on a 5 hour energy. I start firing off all types of questions about the names of each particular creature I just saw and their names, every question I fired at him he answered by the time I was done with questions I noticed we were sitting on his couch. He looks very amused by me but also like just my very presence is so precious to him. Adrian answered every question, never once got snippy with me. The way he’s looking at me now is like I’m the only one in the world that matters to him.

“So Adrian I couldn’t help but notice you teleported us to your castle instead of just taking me home. What you just showed me was amazing and you have been very friendly so far. You don’t plan on keeping me hostage do you cause that would put a damper on my mood, and I don’t think you would like me all too much when I’m mad.” I say as honestly and politely as I have the capability to do so considering his next words might send me trigger my combat mode do not think I’m not strapped up under this skirt. I always keep my babies on my hips, I never leave the house without my daggers I’m glad they followed me into this realm.

He laughs, “I don’t answer my hostage’s questions and let them sit on couch’s, I definitely don’t bring them into my personal space. I’m going to take you home don’t worry little vixen. Just haven’t seen you before down here and I’m still curious as to you just popping up here in my domain none the less. I have answered all off your questions Mrs.Rayven but you have answered none of mine, that’s not fair is it?” Adrian says leaning back on the couch getting more comfortable, I notice he finally has on a full set of clothes. Some dark washed jeans and a button up dark grey T shirt, his smooth dark chocolate skin standing out even more next to the dark colors this man looks truly ethereal.

I stop gawking and compose myself I think he caught me staring again because he’s chuckling.

“What do you want to know? And it’s Ms. Rayven I’m not mated yet” I ask him, the quicker I answer his questions the quicker I can get back to my mom. I hope she’s okay she’s probably freaking out I have been gone for a long time now at least 2 hours.

“Mated? What are you?” He asks curiosity etched across his face

“I’m a Lycan, Elf hybrid” I answer with my head held high and chin in the air I’m very proud of who and what I am. I am living proof that outer-species relationships work.

“Interesting, so what’s your Lycans name?” He asks as he stares at me with admiration and something else I just can’t put my finger on it. I ignore his gaze and answer the question, I’m glad Ember fell asleep a while ago as she probably would have took over my body and goddess only knows what.

“Ember.” I answer

“Rayven and Ember the Hybrid.” Adrian says

“Yeah that’s me.” I say I leave the queen part out I trust Adrian but I did just meet this man. No matter how much I want to spill my guts out to him I refuse, I have multiple souls in my hands I have to protect the kingdom no matter what.

“So how did a little hybrid like yourself get all the way down here to the underworld? Were you sent by someone? Are you in trouble? Did you come to me asking for help?” He asks shooting off questions of genuine concern for me and my safety. He starts flipping my arms and hands over checking for scratches and or bruises. I actually belt out laughing, he drops my arms and scoots away from me on the sofa. I see a slight blush trickle across his face as he rubs the back of his neck.