Hello dear reader.
My name is Drako.
If you are reading this, my autobiography has finally been published.
Well let's start this story by talking about my parents, light and dark, my father has the title of darkness and my mother has the title of light, titles given to the strongest spirits of their respective element.
My father is the second generation of darkness in the family, my older brother being the third and my grandfather the first.
My grandfather, the bearer of the most famous title of darkness, and the reason why the dark spirits have such a bad reputation, his motto was to put the profits on top of everything, and following that motto step on all those he found in pursuit of increasing his fortune.
Being the richest dark spirit of which there is a record and also the most hated, he became a celebrity among all the spirits of the six elements.
He founded the market of dark spirits with the motto that anything can be bought if you have the money to pay for it.
He participated in all kinds of crimes to increase his fortune but due to his excessive force no one was able to punish him for it.
He conquered the dark spirits with charisma, wealth and violence and led the race as an all powerful king and his influence was so great that he even worried the spirits possessing the titles of light, fire, water, air, earth, which belonged to his own generation.
The heroes and tyrants of the various worlds tremble to hear his name.
But in the end he fell when his many enemies joined their hands against him.
In the end my father defeated him and destroyed his dark spirit altar the nucleus of power of every spirit.
The relationship between my grandfather and my father was never good, my grandfather had many children all very different from each other thanks to the ability to adopt many forms of the spirits and the ability to give birth with different races that have dark spirits, my Grandfather did not have great capacity to name and the little he had had already spent naming his first children, when I name my father apparently failed so miserably to choose a name that my father held a grudge since then, my grandmother was madly in love From my grandfather and I fully support the name, my father never told me his real name and about my grandmother said he was a human hero who died young because of the short life expectancy of the human race.
From his youth my father trained to overcome my grandfather and my grandfather supported his attitude by defying him constantly, my grandfather thought that a father should be overcome by his incense son if that ends up killing him, words that were prophetic.
During the grandmother's death my grandfather suffered a strange phenomenon of weakening that did not go unnoticed for his enemies, they joined in a joint alliance and declared their support for my father to dethrone the grandfather.
Feeling pressed my grandfather decided to arrange the succession in a battle between his heirs where the winner could challenge him, in the end my father won and he died with a smile on his face and the phrase a dark spirit does not plead for his life and does not cry for the death because life is a comedy and death the final joke.
When dark spirits speak of virility, my grandfather is the model in which they think.
My father inherited my grandfather's position and his title as darkness, put an end to the war against my grandfather's enemies and brought peace, this peace was accompanied by many conventions and the grandfather's empire became significantly small, but my father still I have enough power and money to be part of the 10 richest and most powerful dark spirits, and I am in control of the market of the dark spirits although their business policy was much more moderate than that of the grandfather.
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My mother's story is less a story of success and more a story of fortune, my mother is a spirit of light with enough power to possess the title of light her real name is sasha but everyone calls her light since she got the title since my mother's grandmother was born inherited from her mother the light of my grandfather's generation, my maternal grandmother was a person blessed with three very valuable things, luck, charisma and talent, she was the kind of person who walked through life finding reprelative bags of gold coins thrown where it passed, while people sang praises of their virtues and surpassed all past achievements with enviable ease.
She was the arch-enemy of my paternal grandfather and the one who led the fight against him, the greatest hero of the most famous light and light spirits, after the defeat of my grandfather and my father's grandmother's power of attorney Paternal desertion to one of the human munfos and he was never seen again, my mother was a girl when her mother disappeared and she inherited the title.
My mother had the power of my grandmother and her talent but not her luck, if my grandmother was born with a star, she was born crashed.
After the sudden absence of the maternal grandmother, her great empire collapsed and when my mother reached her adolescent, a coup d'etat took place on the part of an extremist faction of the spirits of light, which ended up dethroning her, frightened and confused, she sought the help of Uncle Nobul, the richest of the dark spirits, Uncle Nobul did what every good spirit of darkness should do when someone asks for help, he captured it and sold it as a slave.
My mother did not fall without a fight and a third of Uncle Nobul's army was destroyed in the contest, it is fortunate that the spirits cannot die if their spiritual altar is not destroyed but the casualties would have been terrible and Uncle Nobul would have ruined .
During my mother's auction all the most influential dark spirits got together, of course my father was present, and he immediately fell in love with the mother, 49% of his fortune was spent on that auction and 2% more on a ring of weddings which edectively cost him his place among the richest dark spirits, there were comments about removing the title of darkness but a stubbornness of the father enough to drop them.
Dark spirits have a tradition of measuring love in how much money your partner is willing to spend on you, although this is not measured in numbers but in percentages in this way we ensure a fair ground of competition between social classes, you might think that a man with less money would be willing to raise his spending percentage to attract a girl, but the world is not easy, give us money you have more than your profit percentage is spent on daily needs and then a richer man Nor is it easy to spend a greater number of your earnings percentage as this is intended to maintain your lifestyle.
Among the humans who know about the customs of dark spirits there are those who criticize measuring love with money invested but I ask you the reader, how much are you willing to spend on your partner? And how much would you like her to spend on you?
Leaving human opinions aside, old customs are only old customs among dark spirits love is free, even freer than among humans, a dark spirit can love whoever it wants and leave it and love whenever it wishes and I am the proof from this.
I, an uncommon mestizo between a dark spirit and a spirit of light that was born with both powers and is still accepted among dark spirits, humans think that dark spirits are cruel and ruthless, that they cannot feel love or compassion some see us as if we were the same as demons, but the reality is different, the truth is that dark spirits are not cruel what we are is praguematic, we move with the firm belief that everything that is not family is a resource waiting to be exploited for the sake of our family.
There is no being more loyal than a dark spirit, the spirits of light have a reputation for being good people but their sense of justice is something that we despise, they would be able to sacrifice everything for a stranger and call it heroism, we call it negligence , love is selfish and narcissistic as is life itself, an individual owes himself and his family and is obliged to return home with her no matter how many innocents he must throw into the tracks of a train to achieve it.
My maternal grandmother gave up everything I had including her family to protect a group of strangers and because of this my mother ended up suffering, now it is time for all races to recognize our justice as the best that exists, I write this book with the hope of improving the understanding of the other species of the pure and honest nature of the dark spirits and that the reader learn from my mistakes and not commit them himself.
Let me finish this chapter with a life lesson.
Beautiful and striking women brings problems, if you find a girl being harassed ignore her and call the police, don't be a hero, beautiful women love to have many friends because when they get in trouble they can use them as meat shields, look for a wife moderately beautiful that is moderately rich and raises a moderately special family, the most striking tree is cut down first.
I admire my father for everything he sacrificed for my mother, but I don't know if I can ever love him so much to imitate him.