Hades' Cursed Luna novel Chapter 442

Chapter 442: Hybrid Primus

Eve

Dr. Blackwood set the file down carefully, his voice dropping to barely above a whisper. "And because it’s Vassir’s horn—his chalyx—that’s powering these illusions and mind control, having a part of Vassir in him through inheritance..." He paused, meeting my eyes with profound understanding. "Elliot might have partial dominion over the chalyx itself."

Victoriana leaned forward sharply. "You’re saying the child could counter Darius’s vampiric abilities?"

"More than counter them," Dr. Blackwood replied, his scholarly excitement barely contained. "If Elliot carries Vassir’s essence through his father’s bloodline, and if that essence recognizes the chalyx as belonging to its original host..." He gestured to the documentation. "The evidence is already there. The boy sees through illusions that fool everyone else. His howl commanded obedience from someone under vampiric compulsion. These aren’t random abilities—they’re manifestations of inherited dominion."

"So what are you saying?" I asked.

"I am saying if a child with his vampire gene more dormant than ours, can show much powers. It would mean that his father, the original inheritor of Vassir’s essence could be the key," He loosened his tie, before running his hand through his hair. "If a child can have such power over the Chalyx’s vamparic influence, an Alpha that survived the corruption and can wield the residual power will level the playing field substantially. He will be a prime hybrid or what they call ’Hybrid Primus’.

He hurriedly retrieved a large leather bound tome that instant saturated the air with a old musky odour.

He flipped through it, his eyes darting about the pages while simultanously tracing the words until he stopped, then flipped to another page and his chest expanded as he took a deep breath and raised the page up to reveal a anatomically detailed illustration of what I had only seem its tamer depiction in stories.

The creature depicted was monstrous beyond imagination. Its skin was a crimson membrane that spread taut across its massive frame, leathery and pulsing with visible veins. Bat-like wings of incredible span stretched from its shoulders, their span easily twenty feet across. Black talons curved from its fingertips like scythes, and burning red eyes stared out from a face that was both terrifyingly alien and hauntingly familiar. Its ears were deeply canaled and ribbed like a bat’s.

The laboratory fell into stunned silence as we all stared at the illustration.

"This," Dr. Blackwood said, his voice barely above a whisper, "is what Vassir can become as the bloodmoon approaches. Not just a vampire lord, but something far more primal and powerful. A Hybrid Primus—the perfect fusion of vampire and primal beast. It is like Vassir himself has been reborn. The vampire lord will rise again." His voice was full of awe.

If only he knew... but I preferred to keep that for now.

But it had all come full circle. Hades was Vassir but now he would truly be Vassir.

Victoriana’s face had gone ashen. "And you think Hades could achieve this transformation? A fully shifted Vampire?"

"With Vassir’s essence already in his bloodline and the corruption he survived?" Dr. Blackwood nodded grimly. "During the bloodmoon, the conditions would be perfect. He would most definitely suffer from bloodlust but if the second horn is found, he can reclaim it and it’s power in his shifted form as a Hybrid Primus."

He looked straight at the High Gamma as he spoke. "This changes every single thing," he muttered. "He will be a tank, one that can fly and turn Alpha Darius’s army to nothing but dust."

The weight of his words hung in the air like a blade. Everyone exchanged glances, the mixture of hope and terror written clearly across their faces. But beneath it all was the unspoken truth—Hades had not returned. There had been no news, no reports, nothing but silence from the search teams.

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