Devil's vow

Waylon Palace

Brazil

The Palace had seen many masters some were harsh while others tend to be kind. The generations of Waylon's were born and have gained their honour here .This palace held the darkest of secrets, the ones which nobody dared to talk about but everyone remembered.

White cream walls with majestic pillars which made the foundation of the mansion represented the once peaceful demeanour of the place. The windows were draped with lush curtains, a magnanimous chandelier hanging on high ceiling, all royal blue representing the symbol of the empire - Valour.

His father once owned it , his mother and his little sister were happy in their own dream world and their loving family but some things are bound to change ,now what remained was his thirst for vengeance.

The terror in the eyes of his little sister, Dia haunted him to this day.

There were times when he questioned himself why he didn't go on a killing spree after the tragedy striking his home but then he recalled his father's words 'sometimes death is mercy'  and forgiving was the last thing he could be.

Years.......it had taken him years to bend his emotions according to his will. His aggression and madness stayed draped behind the placid facade.

,his personal fighting arena .Other members of the palace were strictly prohibited

peace, to take out his aggression, to avoid converting in the beast his needs were urging him. So

Ajax's purpose was to make the foundation of the blood regime so hollow that it collapses, crumbles and burns in ashes beneath

it could shatter the person from inside and as a little child who had seen his four year old sister on the verge of being taken by vile men….Ajax had made something a more profitable source- assassination of Lords and Mafia Don's while condemning and stopping the black market of human

tried to defy him. His methods were cruel but still just. It was against the rules of the mafia to kill kins- the Lords in alliance but laws are made by monarchs and right

people to be just afraid of his presence ,No he wanted them to be so damn frightened that even in their sleep they bow down to him. Power - people fight for power and gain it , but he wasn't there to fight for it ,it was his ,always and forever -from the day he was

never beating for love nor that he ever

knocking on the door which was left unanswered. He didn't want to hear anybody. He wanted to gather all his fury which he was hiding from the world because the time

urgent knock on the door before it could be repeated the door was thrown open with Ajax towering over the mafia bodyguard

unable to look him in the eye, the crystal greens in them were even more beautiful than the depths of the deepest ocean, but they

only if you wish to

wait outside where hundreds like him were scrutinizing every

code, a royal blue falcon

sword and the monarch of skies will heaven fall before your eyes?" The robotic voice presented the puzzle in a monotonous