UNDERSTANDING ALUCARD'S DIALOGUE ACCENT Alucard's dialogue in the original edition of The Numen Chronicles books has an accent. He doesn't pronounce Hs, THs and some Rs. Below are some examples to help you understand his dialogue: You'll see words like 'ead (head), 'ere (here), and 'owever (however), missing the H. THs are often ZHs, such as zhat (that), zhis (this), zhe (the), and zhere (there). In other cases, you'll see ozzer (other). Ws become Vs, such as vhat (what), vhere (where), and vhy (why). Some Ds become Zs, such as Zamien (Damien), zon't (don't), and Zetlaff (Detlaff). Fs also become Vs, such as vollow (follow), vriend (friend), and vor (for). And some Rs become Vs, such as vest (rest), Veiner (Reiner), and Remont (Vemont). Below is a more detailed guide: Vhat = What Vhen = When Vhere = Where Vhy = Why Vant = Want Voman = Woman Vomen = Women Vhatever = Whatever Vherever = Wherever Vhenever = Whenever Vrite = Write Vrist = Wrist Vrong = Wrong Verevolf = Werewolf Zhe = The Zhere = There Zhat = That Zhis = This Zhen = Then Zhan = Than Zhem = Them Zheir = Their Zhemselv = Themself Zhemselves = Themselves Zheirselv = Theirself Zheirselves = Theirselves Zhomas = Thomas Vree = Three Togezzer = Together Ozzervise = Otherwise Vight = Right Vest = Rest Vace = Race Ving = Ring Vace = Face Vorgot = Forgot Vinger = Finger Vor = For Virst = First Vree = Free Zoesn't = Doesn't Zamien = Damien Zetlaff = Detlaff Zemon = Demon Divverent = Different Brover = Brother Gazzer = Gather Accent Guide: Text

THE NUMEN CHRONICLES ▶ Buy the books ▶ Buy merch READ A LITTLE... Check out the first three chapters for free. CHAPTER ONE - UPON THE TOWER 3765 words Alucard flicked the blood from his rapier and watched the werewolf's severed head drop to the ground to join the beast's twitching body. A satisfied smirk stretched across his pale face, baring the tips of his fangs. It brought him relief knowing he was one more wolf closer to his task's completion, and all he had to do now was face the Alpha. ➣ Read More CHAPTER TWO - THE BARD'S TALE 2664 words Elvin flew out of the tavern's wide-open door, grasping his beloved lute against his chest. His pecan-brown hair was scattered with pieces of rotten tomato and peanut shells, and as the crowd inside hollered in revolt, he pouted sadly. "You don't know a good story when you hear it!" he yelled, shaking his fist. ➣ Read More CHAPTER THREE - THE CAUSE 3072 words Elvin scribbled in his notebook, glancing over at the boat in the distance every so often while he waited for the vampire to return. But as each moment passed, he grew more and more impatient. He slammed his notebook shut and tucked it into his pocket along with his quill. What could be taking Alucard so long? Why did he have to fly over to some ship? Who was he talking to? ➣ Read More ⏎ Back to Numen Chronicles home Noferatu I: Work Explore the world... Maps, Art and Aesthetics Noferatu I: Text DOR-SANGUIS (Translates roughly to Blood and Pain) Nosferatu (book one) takes place primarily in Dor-Sanguis, one of Alvenguard's smaller countries. It is much like our Earth's own Romania and has similar culture and traditions. Not only was Alucard born in Dor-Sanguis, but he lives and works here, too. A lot of the locations are named after ancient Alvenguardian werewolf bloodlines. SANGUINE CASTLE & REINER MANOR Alucard's main work and living spaces. SANGUINE CASTLE Home to the vampires. Alucard's birthplace and main place of work. ➵ See More REINER MANOR Alucard's private home. ➵ See More Noferatu I: Work

SHORT STORIES My other, shorter works. THE MAW Micro Fiction 3rd place winner of Wattpad's mini saga duology challenge. Kala loved her little brother to no end. She'd do anything for him. That creature had taken his sister. Sam was ready to destroy it. ➣ Read on Wattpad CROWLEY Short Story Winner of Wattpad's Aim To Engage 2021 (Zombies) Crowley was all I had left of my brother, but I had no choice but to leave him embedded in the head of a monstrous creature. ➣ Read on Wattpad FALLING SKY Short Story Winner of Wattpad's Teen Fiction Contest: End of the World We all received that same notice--just fourteen hours left. For some, it was devastating. For me, I might say it was a long-awaited relief. ➣ Read on Wattpad INCUBATOR Short Story Published in the IN THE NECK OF THE WOODS anthology by Greykin Press There was something in the Clovedale Woods. A rabid dog, a manged animal twisted and mutilated by the chemicals that the local pharma dumped in the lake, or a deranged man driven insane by the deaths of his family? ➣ Read on Wattpad ⏎ Return to Home

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𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 - 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐎𝐧𝐞-𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 Chaos had ensnared sector one-three. The towering metal walls of the compound were torn wide-open; gunshots and metallic explosions enthralled the morning air, and as creatures fought against soldiers, the once green grass quickly adorned a blanket of crimson. From the windows of the V-22 Osprey, Luan and his pack stared down at the battle. His amber eyes widened as the aircraft flew overhead, approaching the landing zone. He could see monstrous bears and machine-mounted lizards, hundreds of gun-wielding humans, armoured vehicles, and deep, smoking craters. This wasn't going to be as simple as last night. "Hey," Caliban spoke into Luan's mind. "We got this." As Luan looked over at his brother, he frowned hesitantly. He tried not to be so meek as to tuck his black ears behind his head each time an explosion burst through the air, shaking the aircraft. He dug his claws into the metal floor, slowly turning his head to look out of the window again. "Get ready," Rakesh announced with a loud snarl. Everyone backed away from the windows, standing in two single-file lines behind their Alphas. The Osprey touched the ground, and with a violet rumble, the aircraft shook. Luan scowled, trying to banish his angst. He had never been one for large-scale battles; he preferred the easy, swift infiltrations. But this...this was a battleground unlike anything he'd seen. With a loud whirring, the aircraft's loading ramp opened, revealing the pack to their next assignment: take out the enemy, assist the humans, and make it out alive. Rakesh led the way out onto the battlefield with no hesitation. Aysel followed at his side, and the pack trailed behind him, heading for the burst-open walls of the compound. Everyone knew their assignments, and a plan had been formed on their way here. Now it was just a matter of getting it done. As they reached the walls, Rakesh turned right, and Aysel turned left, taking half of the pack each. Luan ran with Aysel, Raith, Tarkik, Feray, and Mani—it was their job to deal with the smaller Netherworlders: gargoyles, druids—there were even a few elves launching magic attacks at the collapsed building that had once operated in this compound. They all raced off in pairs, picking their first targets. Luan and Tarkik headed for an elf using the cover of a smoking jeep to launch his attacks, while Aysel and Raith went for a grounded gargoyle. Feray and Mani charged at a group of sword-wielding druids—they looked just like humans, but atop their heads, they possessed the antlers of deer. Luan snarled as he charged head-on towards the elf, while Tarkik used the cover of the battleground's smoke to scurry around behind the elf's cover. Noticing him incoming, the elf stumbled in preparing his next attack, and clamped his fist shut, deactivating the charging white magic in his hand. As Luan ran at him, the elf adorned a look of hesitation and jumped to his feet— Good, he was distracted. Before the elf could do a thing, Tarkik pounced at him from behind, sinking his teeth into his shoulder. As the elf yelled in pain and fell under Tarkik's weight, Luan pounced over his packmate and savagely sunk his teeth into a second elf, which had run over to try and assist the other. With both elves down, the pair then headed off towards a group of struggling soldiers battling gargoyles and shifted druids. As a soldier fired at the gargoyle's leathery wings, Luan leapt up into the air and clamped his jaws around the creature's leg. He pulled it to the ground, and before it had a chance to solidify, the soldiers behind Luan all fired their rifles, the silver bullets piercing its skin with ease. Tarkik slammed his body into a druid that had taken on the form of a tiger. They fought for a moment, but Luan swiftly joined his packmate and helped him tear apart the savage cat—it stood no chance. "Nice one," Tarkik spoke into Luan's mind. Luan nodded, and then, they both took a moment to scour the area. Each of their packmates was engaged in combat, more of the soldiers' armoured trucks were rolling in, and as the sound of an approaching helicopter rang through the sounds of metallic explosions and gunfire, Luan and Tarkik set their eyes on their next target. Not too far away, a huge golden-furred berserker crashed its body into a gun-mounted truck, sending it tumbling across the ground, and it missed Feray and Mani by mere inches. Despite the platoon of soldiers they had with them, they were going to need Luan and Tarkik's help against such a monster. So, without hesitation, Luan and Tarkik raced over to their packmates. The bear seemed to be avoiding Mani and Feray, and as Luan and Tarkik joined the fight, the creature started backing off, swiping its paws forward, whining each time a bullet from the soldiers' guns hit its thick pelt. Its blood started seeping from its wounds, and as it became slower and weaker, the soldiers stopped firing, and let the four wolves close in on the bear, finishing it off. But that was when an ear-piercing howl cut through the sounds of battle. The four wolves raised their heads from the bear's dead, bloody body, and stared in the direction of the howl. Luan frowned—that didn't sound like Aysel. And it didn't look like her, either. He set his amber eyes on the blurred figure of a white wolf in the far distance, just outside the compound's blown-open walls. It stood atop a jagged rock, its howl travelling upon the cold breeze. No wolf had any time to prepare for what came next—distracted, all four of them failed to hear the panicked calls of retreat from the soldiers and the whirring of the incoming helicopter— In a fiery explosion of rubble and metal, the helicopter collided with the building, the gargoyles that had brought it down scattering before it crashed. Luan and his packmates were thrown off their feet, and as he landed back on the ground with a loud thump, Luan groaned painfully. His ears were ringing, his vision was disorientated; the ground beneath him shook and rumbled, the sounds of distorted gunfire echoing through his head. He looked around for his packmates, but the bright fire from the burning building made it hard for him to see much at all. And then, sudden dread gripped hold of him—a heart-wrenching feeling of dismay. Something was wrong, and it wasn't the burning building beside him. Wolves began to flood out of the fire, pouncing over the rubble, sprinting past the recovering soldiers. Luan watched from where he lay—he'd not seen these wolves before, and none of them possessed the white collars he and his pack did. Why? One of the uncollared wolves noticed him—it paused in its fleeing sprint and stared at him with its emerald-green eyes. Luan felt panic strike him, and as the wolf started to hurry over to him, he tried his best to climb to his paws, but his startled body throbbed in pain— Bang!!! Luan flinched and gawped in horror as a bullet pierced the approaching wolf's head. Blood exploded from the side of its furred face, and as its pecan-brown body fell to the ground, Luan wasn't sure if he felt mortified...or relieved. "Get up, hound!" came the voice of a man. Turning his head, Luan set his eyes on one of the platoon's lieutenants. The man glared over at him as a group of soldiers dragged their wounded comrades to cover behind him. Luan knew better than to lay there and mope, so he forced himself to his feet and stood on his trembling legs, looking around for his packmates. Tarkik was helping Feray to her feet, and Mani was already up and assisting a nearby group of soldiers. "Stop the rogues from escaping!" the lieutenant called. Luan looked over at him and then turned his head, setting his eyes on a group of uncollared wolves fleeing the compound as soldiers shot at them. But he felt...hesitant. Kill wolves? Kill...their own? His eyes then shifted to Caliban. He watched as his brother raced towards the fleeing wolves, Rakesh not too far behind. Oh, how Luan envied his brother—he never hesitated to do what was ordered— "Luan!" Tarkik called. He took his eyes off his brother and looked over at Tarkik. He, Mani and Feray were heading for another berserker—Luan would much rather deal with that than chase down other wolves. So he followed his packmates, heading for the huge bear as it tore through the soldiers. But as it saw them approaching, the bear dropped down onto all fours, turned tail, and ran. It was running away? Luan and his packmates chased after it. However, as they followed it towards the walls, Luan could see that it wasn't just this berserker fleeing—every enemy was retreating, heading for the forest outside the walls. And that was when Aysel's howl summoned them back to the battlefield. The four of them abandoned the bear and raced back towards the fire and ash. Above them, gargoyles fled for the trees, the elves and druids rode atop what remained of the bears, and those of the enemy that couldn't escape were picked off by the soldiers. Was it over? As quickly as they could, Luan, Tarkik, Mani and Feray raced back to join their pack, but when they reached them, they were all crowded around something. Was Rakesh or Aysel giving orders? Was someone hurt? Everyone looked back at Luan and his packmates as they arrived—more specifically, they stared at Luan, some with looks of sorrow, others with stares of confliction. Luan wanted to ask why they were all looking at him, but as Judith and Lusine stepped aside, what lay in the centre of their huddle forced a painful dagger straight through Luan's chest. Upon the ground, Caliban lay in a puddle of blood. His white fur had been torn off in chunks, and the wounds all over his still body were gushing crimson. Tears, slashes, and bites smothered him, and his jaw was spread, a look of utter terror on his lifeless face. Disbelief struck Luan first—this wasn't real...this couldn't have happened. He stared, convinced his brother would get up, but when the realization hit him, Luan scowled in distress and pounced over to him. He lay his body over his brother's, concentrating, trying to force his body to heal Caliban's...but nothing happened. No aura, no healing.... Luan's face contorted into a dismayed stare as his packmates backed off. He shook his head, grief tightening his throat, his heart racing, each beat sending a slither of pain through his trembling body. He whined and wailed in grief, nuzzling Caliban's face, trying to speak into his mind, but there was nothing there...just a cold, deep emptiness. His brother was gone. ⏎ Back to Wild Wolves

World History: 601(TG)-700(TG) This section explores the turning points, power struggles, and Caeleste upheavals that defined the seventh century. From holy wars and political reformations to the rise of covens and Severent resistance, these hundred years reshaped the known world. Select a country below to delve into its unique history during this pivotal era. Back to the Lore Archive Boszorkány ➤ Read History Coming Soon... Coming Soon... Coming Soon... Coming Soon... Coming Soon... Coming Soon...

AEGISGUARD Aegisguard is home to more ethos-possessing species than any of the other realms. It can also serve as a haven for up to three Numen at once. It holds the second-largest amount of ethos of any of the realms. Gateways (or portals) to three large pocket worlds, Eltaria, Draesaterra, and Akhir, exist within Aegisguard. They are the only three pocket worlds to have been discovered, but there are believed to be more elsewhere. ⏎ Back to Seven Realms GENERAL TRIVIA - Aegisguard's Moons Letholdus: Highest purple Erich: Silver Lucifer: Crimson Ephriel: Gold Lilith: Brighter purple Damien: Blue

SUBJECT 0333 Numen Chronicles: Daegelus | Volume One While hunting for his missing friend, Elijah stumbles upon a fiery journalist, who so happens to be looking for the same people as him: the doctors who experimented on him when he was a child. But when the two are forced to go on the run together, Elijah's healing wounds are opened, and he realises that Lyca Corp. took more than his childhood. *** The moment Elijah escaped from the lab where he unwillingly spent the past thirteen years of his life, he planned to live up to his promise: he'd find Haru, the only thing that kept him sane growing up. But with no idea where Lyca Corp. transferred his friend, Elijah hunts down the former doctors who made his life hell in search of answers. After chasing his next lead, however, Elijah accidentally rescues Zoe, a journalist locked in his target's trunk. He has no choice but to bring her and her roommate, Jake, along with him as he flees the city to avoid capture. But as he continues his search, Elijah struggles with the scars Lyca Corp. burned into him. He has no idea who or what he is; he doesn't understand the power raging inside his bodyーthe power Lyca Corp. desperately tried to pry from him. Why does he have an insatiable bloodlust? What does the whispering voice inside his head want? And why does he feel as though a huge part of him has been torn away? BOOK ONE 137,000 words ▶ Read on Wattpad ⏎ Back to Home

THE ATROPHY OF CLEMENTINE DARLINGTON Standalone Novel After being told he has only six months left to live, Clementine decides to track down his sister's murderers, leading him to Aldergrove Academy. ⤠ ≻ ◈ ≺ ⤟ "ᴀʟᴅᴇʀɢʀᴏᴠᴇ ʜᴀꜱ ᴇxɪꜱᴛᴇᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ᴄᴇɴᴛᴜʀɪᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴇʀᴠᴇꜱ ᴀꜱ ᴀɴ ᴏᴘᴘᴏʀᴛᴜɴɪᴛʏ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛᴇɴ ᴏꜰ ᴀ ʜᴜɴᴅʀᴇᴅ ꜱᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛꜱ. ʏᴏᴜ ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴀʟʟ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ɢʀᴇᴀᴛ ᴘʀɪᴅᴇ ɪɴ ᴋɴᴏᴡɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴄʜᴏꜱᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜱᴇᴍᴇꜱᴛᴇʀ, ʙᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴜꜱᴛ ᴀʟꜱᴏ ʙᴇ ᴄᴀᴜᴛɪᴏᴜꜱ. ɪᴛ ʜᴀꜱ ʙᴇᴇɴ ꜱᴀɪᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜱᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀᴛᴛᴀᴄᴋᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀᴇ--ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜱᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛꜱ ᴅɪᴇ ʜᴇʀᴇ. ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴛʀᴜᴇ. ᴏɴʟʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇꜱᴛᴇᴇᴍᴇᴅ ᴍᴀʏ ᴘᴀꜱꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴊᴏɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇʟɪᴛᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇᴡ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴏɴᴇ ᴡᴀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴘʀᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴇꜱᴇʀᴠᴇ ꜱᴜᴄʜ ᴀ ᴛɪᴛʟᴇ ɪꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴇᴛɪᴛɪᴏɴ...ʙʏ ᴀɴʏ ᴍᴇᴀɴꜱ ɴᴇᴄᴇꜱꜱᴀʀʏ." Clementine, while withering beneath his terminal sickness, must avoid the desperate, devious students of Aldergrove Academy and find the Ravenblood, the people responsible for his sister's murder. But after a girl is attacked on the first day of the semester, and his life is almost taken from him, he realizes his task might be more tedious than he initially thought. And the students aren't the only ones stalking the corridors at night in search of lonesome victims. NOVEL ⤠ ≻ 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 ≺ ⤟ TRAILER View the THE ATROPHY OF CLEMENTINE DARLINGTON book trailer ⊳⊱ Listen to the TAoCD Spotify playlist ⊰⊲ READ A LITTLE... Check out the first three chapters & the entire first draft on Wattpad - click any 'Read More' button to go there! CHAPTER ONE - A MURDER, A MYSTERY 1488 words They gave Clementine six months. Seven at most. Colligo-interitus became terminal in its later stages. The black bile that had seeped from his mouth could have been caused by several things where he'd grown up—why would anyone think it was a disease that had disappeared over a hundred years ago? ➣ Read More CHAPTER TWO - WELCOME TO ALDERGROVE ACADEMY 1911 words Clementine claimed the seat farthest from the front in history class. Back here, he could get a good look at everyone he'd be sharing this room with for the rest of the semester. More particularly, he eyed the hands of each student as they made their way in and chose their seats. Not one possessed a Ravenblood ring, and in his disappointment, he sighed quietly and leaned back in his seat. ➣ Read More CHAPTER THREE - OBSERVANT EYES 1988 words Shimmering, golden eyes. That was all Clementine could remember of his attacker's face—all he could remember of the moment everything he desired to do might have come to an end. He looked around the art studio, hiding behind his blank canvas. He searched for a student with those eyes, white hair, and a navy turtleneck. But no one fit the picture. ➣ Read More TAoCD: Work ⏎ Back to home

SANGUINE CASTLE In the year 532, Alucard was born in Sanguine Castle, Dor-Sanguis. It was once home to the Lucifer-worshipping cult, the Diabolus, but after Alucard enacted his revenge, he took the castle for himself and turned it into a home for his vampires. ⏎ Back to Nosferatu

⏎ Return to Lore Directory Applied Sciences and Technology This section covers the practical study and use of ethos and natural forces in everyday life, medicine, engineering, and combat. From healing organs like the proselytus to stabilizing ley-line gateways, applied sciences focus on how knowledge is put to work. Here you’ll find manuals on Arcana surgery, rune mechanics, portal engineering, enchanted agriculture, thaumic architecture, and more. It is the discipline where theory meets craft, and where understanding is transformed into tools, cures, wards, and weapons. Medicine & Biology Arcana Physiology The study of Caeleste anatomy and ethos-driven systems, including how organs like the proselytus regulate power and vitality. ➣ Read Medicine & Biology Arcana Surgery Manuals Step-by-step guides on operating on organs like the proselytus, ethos marrow, or hybrid circulatory systems. ➣ Read Medicine & Biology Comparative Ethos Anatomy How ethos circulates differently in vampires, demons, fae, werewolves, etc. ➣ Read Medicine & Biology Pharmacothaumaturgy Compounds, tinctures, elixirs, and how ethos-reactive ingredients are stabilized ➣ Read Medicine & Biology Arcana Pharmacology A catalogue of medicines, elixirs, and compounds designed specifically for Caeleste physiology. ➣ Read Medicine & Biology Venom & Toxin Protocols Antidotes for werewolf venom, handling silver poisoning, stabilizing ethos shock. ➣ Read