Chapter 1
Seo Manner was a large and ancient castle that had been passed down the generations of the Seo family. It sat on the cliff of a mountain, most of the castle was built into the mountain.
The thunder and pouring rain was a norm for the surrounding area, and today was no different as multiple men and women entered into the dinning room, black clokes covering their faces as they took their seats.
At the head of the table sat a man, dark hair shining under the dull lighting of the candles. The man went by Hyungsik, and no one dared to look him in the eyes. To the man’s right and left sides, sat the two boys who Hyungsik had taken under his wing. On the right, the boy was tall, handsome, and had a dark ora around him. His name was Youngho Seo, the heir to the Seo family and considered the last true Snake. The boy to the left was younger than Youngho, only by two years. His hair was as black as the clokes the people around them wore. His eyes were innocent and big, but showed no emotions. His name was Kunhang Wong, he was the heir to the Wong family in China, and was known as the Black Raven. His success with captivating and controlling the hearts of men and women alike was valued, making him worthy of Hyungsik Park.
The meeting had begun, allowing the members to speak freely of what they want to plan, while Hyungsik sat peacefully at the front. He placed each of his hands on Youngho and Kunhang’s hands that were placed on the table. Quietly the three observed the many people who yelled amongst one another. A few more moments passed before a man spoke, “why not just use Kunhang to seduce that fat bastard that is Chief Warlock? Wouldn’t it be easy?” Hyungsik took in a breath, releasing it with a deep sigh, as his eyes glanced delicately at the boy to his left, who had shrunk down in his seat, before locking his eyes on the man.
“We do not use my boys’, unless I want to use them.” Hyungsik stated, gathering the attention and silence of the room. Youngho scanned the faces of the people around them, a miniscule smirk laced his lips as he looked down. “You just think my son is a whore that will seduce any geezer?” Hyungsik spoke softly, calmly. The man just sat in silence as he lowered his head. “Answer.”
“No… I do not think that of Kunhang. I am sorry…” he whispered, head bowed, Youngho and Kunhang froze as Hyungsik stood up. A cold shudder passed through everyone as the dark lord walked up behind the man.
Youngho looked at Kunhang, eyes glistening with glee. Kunhang stared back with dark, empty eyes, lips shut tightly as he barely held contact with Youngho before turning his head to look outside a window. Youngho masked his worry, as he heard Hyungsik say, “Well it is too bad. I don’t think he forgives you.” the tip of the lord’s wand pressed to the back of the man’s skull, “Avada Kedavra.” Kunhang squeezed his eyes shut as he heard the body hit the floor, while Youngho held himself high as Hyungsik came back to his seat, the dark lord patted Youngho and Kunhang’s hands before motioning for the rest to continue speaking.