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This story is still in its infancy, there's a lot I'd like to improve on and nothing is completely finalized. Reviews and criticisms are welcomed and appreciated, I'm a somewhat new author and I have a lot to learn. This story is also primarily based around a video game series called Dungeon Keeper with my own little twists to change the dynamics.
New: Chapters that contain a sex scene will now be identified by the [S] at the end of a chapters title, so if you're here just for the hanky panky, you can jump straight to that if you want now.
Warning: This story contains some pretty graphic (I think so anyway) and disturbing scenes such as violence, rape, murder, gore, sexual degradation and more. If you're not a fan of any of these plot devices, kinks and themes then I recommend you find another story to read.
Echoes pulse through your mind, a resounding heartbeat that plays out on a loop for what feels like eternity, you can't feel or smell or touch or taste, you can barely even think, your consciousness consists of only sound - the sound of a a deep echoing heartbeat that never strays from its tempo, never skips a beat, never increases or decreases in volume, a constant reminder that although you can't quite call this life, it most certainly isn't death.
You have been suspended in his plane of existence for what felt like a billion years, every time you try to conceptualize time, or any thoughts or ideas really, your mind wanders and your line of thought is severed from you by whatever magic that binds you, so much time has passed that you had forgotten why you were even here to begin with, never mind who you are or indeed what you are. However there was something bubbling up inside of you, a deep pool of rage and hatred that veiled your entire being, whatever you are you at least knew that much.
Weightless and without form you drifted this plane of existence, with nothing but a heartbeat for company, truly your existence was to be pitied. As you drifted however you began to 'see' flashes of purple, they were faint and appeared in what you could only assume was your minds eye, for an undetermined amount of time you were treated to this new sense as the spike of purple light grew in size and frequency until it was almost blinding, the light began to pierce into your very being being, you could feel for the first time a sense of warmth, but at the same time the malice that was once chained came bounding forth and enveloped you like a blanket, if your hatred was strong before then this was a towering inferno of pure unbridled anger and disdain for all living things.
It wasn't fair that you should suffer this torment for all of eternity and yet the living get to exist freely, unburdened by the dulling and crippling senses of non-life. You wanted so very much to exist, you wanted to enjoy the feelings of touch again, to feel a woman underneath you, to drink a glass of wine, to feel the life sapping out of your enemies bodies as you wring their necks. You were growing stronger you could feel it, with every passing moment as you focused on the blinding purple light you felt your senses coming back to you, you were able to conceptualize thoughts that you hadn't been able to do until now, you were beginning to feel your own heart kick starting, the sound played parallel to the still ever present echoing heartbeat you were so accustomed to.
Then, from out of nowhere yet at the same time, everywhere, came a deep bellowing voice that rank inside of you and throughout the entirety of the plane you reside in, you couldn't see where the source was coming from but you could feel it deep down inside.
"You're the one they call Van, I see you're a vassal worthy of my splendor" the omniscient voice boomed through the ages, unable to respond you are intent to just listen, you weren't sure how you understood this being but you did.
"Most mortals would have been driven to insanity by now, yet you have persevered. What a commendable bag of flesh you are." The voice muses to himself with a deep reverberating chuckle, even without a form the being could feel you were angered by that insult.
"What a fearless man, truly you are the one I've been waiting for. Tell me, would you like to return the the world of the living?" The beast grumbled, if you had eyes they would of shot up, the answer was a definite yes but you were still suspicious at what this creature would want in return.
"My one condition is that you look after my physical form, it has deteriorated in the last couple of centuries and my worldly followers are all long gone, if you accept I will leave my dungeon to you." The beast gurgles as what you can only assume was a smirk spreading across its face. You're skeptical at this proposition, and the being knows this, you'd long since concluded this being knows your mind.
"This is but a partnership, you are your own person so long as you meet your side of the bargain." You relaxed a little at that, but sensing your treacherous thoughts the beast amends his proposal.
"Your life energy is linked with my physical body, neglecting me or betraying me in any way will lead to your own death, mortal." The voice snarls, sensing your agreement to its terms the beast laughs, the purple light is now all encapsulating in your minds eye and the heat spreading across your body has reached a fever pitch, as you felt your consciousness ascending the being leaves you with a departing reminder.
"Our fates are intertwined, wicked one." a pain courses through your being like a thousand suns exploding underneath your fingertips as your body is constructed out of nothing, the body you once had being built from the crown down to the feet, your nerve endings like strings of liquid magma and your flesh like sulfur pits searing the skin. You clutched at your eyes as your optical nerves felt like they were being jousted by fiery needles, the pain was unimaginable but you held steadfast through your re-birthing, what was an hour of your voice screaming through the empty darkened room felt like days, picking yourself up off the ground as the pain along with the finalizing touches were being made to your body you slumped through the room kept pitch black by the lack of light sources, your body steaming as the residual heat still coarses through your veins.
an evil chuckle turns into manic laughter, it took you a second to even realize you were the one who was laughing. It felt good to be back.
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