How the Vampire King came to be…
(I wanted to write this somewhere else but i didn’t want to do the account thingy ughhhhh 😞 and this might be edited in the future. Also my CRK Vampire AU has been itching my mind for months and god I wanna write this down)
Includes: Mild-ish language in some parts, minor graphic description of dark cacao cookie being turned into a vampire, Caramel Arrow Cookie at the very end but she got barely any plot bruhhhh. So Yeah that’s it 😛
It was shortly after the Dark Flour War had ended, the Dark Cacao Kingdom had been closed off from any contact (ALMOST). The cold night sky and the glowing bright moon came to rise once again and the miserable king went back to his chambers where he laid down on his bed and covered himself with a nice thick blanket. However, just as he was on the brink of entering a blissful slumber, a mysterious voice boomed inside his head - it had somehow gotten access to the light of resolution’s voice, how was that possible? It shouldn’t be! The mysterious substance was nowhere close to him and nowhere to be found!
“Come to me…” the voice said.
It startled the king and it jolted him awake. He instantly sat up and put a rough calloused hand on his forehead and closed his eyes for a moment.
“What in the witches name…was that voice? And..why does my light of Resolution, feel different..? Cursed almost… What in the gods name is happening?!”. The king complained in an angry yet scared tone as he took his hand off his forehead and slowly stood up, he grabbed his GrapeJam Chocoblade and slowly walked out of the master bedroom and into the hallways, then into the throne room, and out the citadel gates he went…
“Walk farther…and farther away…” the mysterious voice came back saying in a more mischievous tone.
The king surprisingly trembled from hearing this voice again, he wanted it gone already, no being shall ever tarnish his souljam with sin or they would face dire consequences, but in this situation? He felt almost completely powerless…
Still, he looked ahead and almost mindlessly walked ahead, deep into the white birch forest which was heavy with snow and blizzard like winds constantly. The voice grew stronger as he ventured deeper into the forest.
After what felt like an eternity, hours it seemed, Dark Cacao Cookie finally stopped when he noticed an entrance to an unknown underground place, there was also an eerily bright glowing red aura shining from the entrance. The king furrowed his eyebrows and eventually walked down the stairs and into the mysterious underground place. He felt marveled at the sight - a large palace like room with white-ish gray pillars supporting it and an ice cold smooth black tiled floor. And in the middle was the supposed substance that kept bothering him for long continuous hours.
The vampiric essence…a black mysterious floating blob with short black tendrils sticking out from it. If touched then you immediately become a vampire. And the choice the king would make, hoo boy…
“Touch me….” The voice said slyly, eagerly pointing a tendril at the nervous king, who was backing away. However this made the vampiric essence’s aura grow stronger and the voice grow louder and more furious.
“No! I will not let you corrupt my soul and twist it with sin! To hell with you I shall say! You shall never have me!” The king declared loudly as his voice already grew louder. But in turn his protests against the vampiric essence caused it to psychologically torture him more by making those awful voices grow louder and more violent. Each time this happened the king would scream in pain, the cold stoic monarch, thought to be immune against all apathetic things and all sources of evil, was nothing but prey under an essence.
Then, he silently snapped…
“FINE! You can have my damned self!” Dark Cacao Cookie said in solemn defeat, he felt the urge to sob, to escape again, but doing that would only make things worse. So he had no other choice…
He lifted his hand…and touched it.
Immediately, the vampiric essence traveled onto his body and began to merge with his body and embed itself into his soul, it covered his entire massive body in an instant and the king screamed as loud as he could, he started sobbing tremendously and squirmed like a whining infant, he fought back all he could and went haywire but all that was silenced soon after a few moments. Finally his body stilled and he let out a weak wheeze mixed with a weak moan. And the voice stopped…
Then, something happened, his body was twisted in weird unnatural ways, he made weird helpless groans yet was also almost silenced, he felt his body undergo huge physical changes, and he felt that he was almost losing control of himself and his souljam of resolution.
Then, he awoke.
He now stood tall, his cape a jet black, red veins were all over his body and glowed faintly, his eyes glowed an eerie bright neon red, he had thick but long and large fangs, and he had claws now. But the most unnerving feature of them all? His Souljam, it glowed the same eerie shade of red that his eyes were, which meant that it had been successfully turned impure. He slowly looked at himself, his face slowly contorting to that of mixed feelings as he marveled and felt a little unnerved by the changes to his body. The vampiric essence was now no longer able to be removed. EVER.
Slowly after a few moments he sighed heavily and walked out of the lair and went back to his kingdom with the same old hours long walk, finally once he got back to the castle he stopped in front of the castle gates then opened them, then he walked inside.
“Your majesty we are so glad you’re back! The whole kingdom was worried about you! Especially me and Crunchy Chip Cookie!” Exclaimed Caramel Arrow Cookie as she clasped her hands together. However as soon as she took into his changed appearance her eyes widened in horror. “Your majesty! What has happened to you! You look…” her words drifted and stopped for a moment.
“SHUT YOUR POISONOUS MOUTH THIS INSTANT!” He barked at her and immediately shoved her out of the way and walked up the stairs and sat on his throne. Caramel Arrow Cookie tried to speak but she stammered and Dark Cacao Cookie shushed her immediately. Dark Cacao Cookie then spoke one more time.
“Oh, and don’t forget, don’t just call me ‘your majesty’. Call me, The Vampire King …”
And that was only the beginning of the start of something dark and terrible that would last for years…The mighty monarch, once cold yet composed and normal, now sat upon his throne, corrupted and drenched with sin. He was now not just called Dark Cacao Cookie, but…The Vampire King.
(pls i hope that was good i hope the writing wasn’t too goofy or off iykyk eeuuuuugghhh 🥹🥹)
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