The Usurpation

It's a cool night as you slip into your bed. You have already almost fallen asleep by the time that Marissa walks into the royal bedchambers. Despite this, you feel discontented. She's acting unusual and doesn't seem like her pleased self. You sit up in bed and look at her and she has a somewhat conflicted expression on her face.

Confused you ask her, "Marissa love, what's wrong?"

She doesn't answer. Instead she charges at the bed with inhuman speed. She jumps at you, her arms outstretched. You don't see where the knife comes from, but you know where it lands as you feel it plunge into your chest. Her other hand presses quickly against your mouth as you try and shout for help. She lays you back on the bed as you lose your strength, "Sorry Love, Honestly I had planned this for awhile." The last thing you see before you fail is Marissa changing into her true form and then all goes dark.

So passes King Bryce the Demon Seducer at the age of nearly 36. His reign was quiet but full of joy with his lusty succubus wife. However that same wife would betray him in the end and slay him in a dangerous power play. Unfortunately, even if she did love him in the end, her instincts as a being of chaos and evil overtook her in the end. The crown and mantle of the dynasty now passes to King Bryce's Son and heir, Prince Donmal

You wake up in your bed as a sudden chill creeps through your window. You sit up and look outside and see the sky clouded over. Distant rumbles of thunder tells of an approaching storm. You turn as a sudden flash of lightning illuminates your room.

Across from your bed you see a woman. She had dark purple skin and large horns protruding from her forehead. Her hair was fiery red and flowed across her chest and back. On her back, large bat-like wings protruded from between her shoulder blades along with a long pointed tail from just below her butt. She was wearing your mother's dress. A bloody knife in her hand.

It's odd that you recognize her. "Mother? What's going on."

"It's a pity." she responds, her expression darkening, "that you were too pretty for this world." Suddenly your mother pounces across the bed and uses the same bloody knife to end your life as well.

And then there was one...