The DarkHole Laboratory

The King of the Underworld

Marzon got his body very heavy and could not move. He heard a woman calling to him.

He opened his eyes and, what he found, his body was covered in medical devices, bound with iron on his wrists and feet.

He did not wear a thread on his upper body with tattered pants everywhere,

The room was dim with various working tools, his voice filling the room.

He felt heavy on his head. I don't know what device is in his head.

"Marzon" he still heard the voice calling out to him. He thought it was just a hallucination. Marzon thrashed he tried to escape from this iron cage.

"Marzon" a soft voice,

Female voice? Wh who? Inner Marzon.

"I can help you" The voice came back. Marzon could only move his eyeballs.

Whoareyou? Ask. Marzon between conscious and not.

"I'll help you" the voice again.

"I'll take off the iron that supports your body"

Cracks!

Ctaz ...

Cracks!

Cracks!

The iron that supported Marzon's body disintegrated on its own. Though still weak, Marzon rose from his place. He stood leaning against the iron frame where he lay.

"Listen to me! You look at the wall in front of you, the dark circle, if you see a portal then get in there!"

"Don't hesitate!"

"The black mortal will give you freedom"

Marzon, who was initially hesitant, began to move his legs toward a large oval-shaped hole about the size of an adult human body.

It's only dark that Marzon sees. He stood up, still observing the black portal before him. Doubt disappeared as he remembered the word freedom from the woman, no matter who.

Marzon entered the portal.

BLAM!

Instantly silent. Marzon didn't hear any sound. It was also only dark that his retina received.

Doubt is back. There's a sense of anxiety.

"Welcome to the City of Shadow!" A flash of light strongly entered the Marzon netra. He squinted and peered from his fingers.

The woman in the black dress. A dangling dress that moves because of the wind. With a lot of red pomegranate stone decoration on its body.

Marzon's eye brows swooped. He wondered what this place was. Seeing the woman in front of him added to his confusion.

She is beautiful, should make the opposite sex fester but not with Marzon. It is more focused on the surrounding.

"Who are you?" Marzon knew this woman's voice was communicating with him.

"I'm Hecate" The woman introduced herself to Marzon. Just a glance the man noticed this beautiful woman in front of him.

"What is this place?"

In the corner there is a large throne chair with carvings and colored ornaments of gold and red pomegranate. Large pillars also surround this building.

"Let's take you around" Hecate took Marzon's focus on.

They were outside of the magnificent buildings, like this palace. Hecate threw the sparkling powder at Marzon.

And quickly her body turned into Lycan.

"You're daydreaming too much Marzon, come here! Follow me!" Hecate Command.

He had flown with lightness first. Marzon followed behind him, he chased after Hecate. Looking at his left and right. Marzon was speechless.

Hecate walked ahead of Marzon who was still stunned by the underworld. Very contrasted with the name, it turns out that here is no different from the place.he can still see the sun shining hot.

Marzon did not think there was a world he had never seen. All this time, he thought the past world, like this had been abandoned or even disappeared.

Because many of us are more interested in telnology and robots that make things more practical.

"They forget that past lives have come to be practical. You see the example around you" Marzon flinched. Since when had Hecate been next to him. And can read his mind.

"We also have a portal, and we can go into any dimension we want, you've proven that, right?"

"Even your technology hasn't been able to surpass us" then Hecate floated away.

Come to think of it, what Hecate said, was true. The world of Marzon relies heavily on machines.

He saw Hecate stopping at a vast, gloomy lake. Many dry trees stood within the lake that looked like a swamp with a lot of mud and moss.

The thick fog covering the surface of the swamp gave off a mysterious impression.

"THE RHOOT!" Hecate's loud cry on the edge of the lake. Before long, one of the trees that almost fell, on the left side it moved awake, he moved to the top. Extremely tall.

Then in slow motion he approached. The very tall tree was full of mud as well as moss.

"I, Goddess" he stood in front of Marzon and Hecate.

"HEY HOMALBUSES, INTRODUCE HIM TO THE NEW THRONE OWNER! LYCAN MARZON" Hecate announced loudly to them via the Sorow lake.

This lake would bring news to all races and clans that were within the scope of the underworld.

"We Homalbus are ready to serve the noble, and I am Rhoot." The heavy sound of a very tall tree introduced itself to Marzon.

Since Bharat accepted her destiny, becoming the White Queen, all her sealed past lives have reopened.

Hecate is one of them. He must find the owner of the throne in the underworld. Just like Haiyla who is also looking for the offspring.

The chaos that Nocturnal did with taking Amarin from the village of Arctos had much impact on other lives.

Also messing with the Selenic order, the Moon Goddess realm. Amarin's powers aren't that big to seal another life.

But it was the universe that gave Amarin permission and helped to seal other lives from being destroyed by destructive human technology. Hope one day to be restored by his descendants.

After announcing that, Hecate went on a tour to introduce the King of the Underworld to his people.

"The present king of the Lycan race"

"That's the new King"

"Ras Lycan"

Many whispers heard from his left right, Marzon himself also did not understand the current state.

Tbc.