A Dark God's Fury

Prologue:

In the darkest regions of the world, where no man has ever dared to dwell before: something evil stirred. Something which had not been seen in countless ages, and yet it's mot ancient legends knew of. An entity who embodies the very essence of destruction, and even Darkness itself. One who nearly brought about the destruction of the entire world many ages ago before his original defeat at the hands of the Earth's Guardians. But now, he had long since returned to the world to finish what he had began long ago. To bring extinction to all who lived. Not only on this world, but in the worlds beyond. For that was his sole purpose in life, and his reason for being. Yet, as his power was limited to only half of what it once was, he was still a terrible, and mighty force. But even as he sat in his massive throne, concealed in the shadows of his large chambers while only dimly lit lamps, and a raging fire in the wall nearby offered any form of illumination, he felt something very ancient, but also very familiar to him. A force he had most mercifully almost forgotten about. Until now. 

In the darkness of his domain, he had long sensed a shift in the balance of the world. Being as he is, he was well in tuned with the very fabric of reality itself. Nothing escaped his attentions, and he could see all. That is how he could sense the fall of the earth Guardian, Mothra. After being vanquished by invaders from another world, and their own race of parasitic monsters, only her offspring were left to carry on her legacy. And, as was expected, one of them had finally grown into the new Guardian. But somehow, this one was....different. He sensed that the mystical prowess, and sheer power within this Mothra was far greater than any average version before. Powerful enough to even defeat the Flame Ghidorah a second time. A most intriguing notion, to be certain, and one the Dark Lord was very much intrigued by. In the solitude of his chambers, the dark one spoke. His deep, vibrant, and also demonic voice echoing out his own thoughts to seemingly noone.

???: "Almost pitiable. I had imagined that Mothra would someday perish. As her kind often do once their age has finally come around. But never had i thought that she could produce a new heir with such.....potential inside."  

He then scanned the room, almost like he was looking for something. Before he rose up from his throne, up to his true height, and made his way to what seemed to be a window. One which overlooked the hellish landscape which was his domain, and the very mountains which lay beyond.

???: "But then again: this could prove to be quite useful to me."  

He soon left the oversized window, and then made his way to a rather large, round table in the center of the room. Once he reached it, an ethereal, purple energy emerged to take the shape of the new Divine Moth. His rainbow-like wings flapping as he flew in some unknown direction. The dark one smiled as he watched the young guardian move to his destination.

???: "The time of Extinction is almost upon us. And my power is very nearly complete. Now i simply require the aid of this new protector to help me. No doubt he has the same knowledge as his dear mother did. And also her vision, as well."
  
Then, his whole body began rising into the air, as a hellish red aura began to cover his entire form. Suddenly, a strong wind began moving around the chamber, bringing a frightening chill as it did so. Electricity surged across his form, as well. His whole body was quivering with anticipation for what was to come.

???: "Once i have what i need, the Age of Darkness shall be born."  

He then began to laugh as thunder, and lightning crashed outside. It was low, deep, but also very haunting in its resonance. As if the very air was being filled with the call of every dark essence that there ever was. The entire fortress echoed with his malevolent laughter. Even chilling many of the demons who dwelled within the dark fortress. Cold, and evil as they were: nothing frightened them more than their own master.

Back in the chamber, once his laughter had subsided, he simply looked outward, with a malevolent look of glee on his face.

???: "But for now: i believe it's time to pay the young one.....a visit."  

to be continued......