00:00Children of Atlantis. Werewolves in the Andes Creepypasta 89.
00:06Soul sacrifices to the demon. Darkness had completely fallen upon the island of Encanto.
00:12The wind, which had previously caressed the palms gently, had turned into a sinister whisper,
00:18as if he were carrying prayers and chants in Latin across the length and breadth of the island.
00:23The screams of the human sacrifices shattered the night's stillness, drowning out all traces of
00:28Silence. It was the unmistakable sign. The ritual had begun. Drex and Tatiana, hidden in the shadows.
00:36From a cave where they had taken refuge during the day, they knew that the moment had come to
00:41They had waited so long. Patience was no longer an option. Danger was near, and with every second that
00:48As time went on, more innocent lives were taken in the name of the demon that the fanatics worshipped.
00:54"Innocent lives are being led to sacrifice," some of the sectarians shouted, while the chants
01:01They rose in a terrifying crescendo. Tatiana looked at Drex with a grave expression. She knew that he
01:07He was waging an internal war. The smell of blood, of violence, and especially of human hearts,
01:14It saturated the atmosphere, overwhelming the werewolf's senses and pushing his mind to the brink of
01:19"Abyss. It's now or never," she whispered. "We have to move before the ceremony ends."
01:26Drex, who until then had remained silent, nodded. But inside,
01:32The beast's growls echoed with the same intensity as the ritual drums.
01:37He was called to war with every scream of the slaughtered. He was a hunter, a killer,
01:43An addict to death and beating hearts. And the beast knew it. The smell of blood began
01:50to
01:51seeping into them, dense, metallic, intoxicating. It was poison for Drex. The creature that lived
01:59Inside him, always hungry, began to stir violently. We have to move forward.
02:05Tatiana insisted, aware that he was at the limit of his sanity. Always prepared,
02:11The general manager of Orichalco knew that the sectarians would soon block communications.
02:17Therefore, he decided to act before it was too late, sending a signal to his
02:22units deployed on Easter Island. Although he had not yet given the official order to attack.
02:28Raúl, this is Tatiana. Move your positions toward Isla Encanto. Don't wait for my direct order to
02:36"Attack. I want everyone on the coast in 600 seconds," he ordered, his voice firm. But inside,
02:43I knew their time was running out. Understood, boss, replied the young Skinwalker.
02:50With determination. Drex could smell the blood, the hearts. He felt the fear hanging in the air.
02:57mixed with the stifled cry of the souls that had not yet been sacrificed.
03:01It was as if all hell had opened up before him. Drex, stay focused.
03:09Tatiana noticed his tension and warned him. "I'm trying," he grunted through gritted teeth. "But this place..."
03:15Tatiana, it's as if the ritual is calling to me. As if it were made for me. Tatiana understood
03:22Perfectly. But he needed to be focused. If they wanted to reclaim the seventh pillar, they had to act.
03:28Without hesitation. I know it's hard to pass up a free meal, she said with calculated coldness.
03:35But if we don't act now, the ritual will end, and we'll lose the damned pillar. The chanting continued.
03:42roaring in Latin. The fanatics, blinded by their faith, no longer retained any trace of humanity.
03:49For them, the devil was redemption, and sacrifice was the only way to earn his favor.
03:56Life for life. Blood for blood. They shouted as they dragged the victims towards
04:02makeshift altars. Drex closed his eyes for a moment, fighting not to give in. Every scream of
04:09The agony fueled the bloodlust of the creature within him. It was as if the entire ritual were
04:15celebrated in its honor, as if it were dedicated to the beast that devours dragons and gods. That
04:21that he had contained for years. Blood. Fear. Despair. It was all fuel for
04:28The monster. Drex. I need you with me. Tatiana glanced at him sideways. She knew that if he lost control,
04:37If it transformed in a savage way, nothing would remain but a devoured creature. A beast without soul or conscience.
04:44Driven by hunger and the drums of war, unable to distinguish allies from enemies. If in
04:50If you ever feel you can't take it anymore, tell me. I don't want this to consume you. Don't...
04:57"Don't worry, Tatiana," Drex replied with a half-smile. "I'm not going to fall for it." The prayers and chants in
05:04Latin filled the air with an almost hypnotic rhythm. The voices of the sectarians, shrouded in black robes.
05:11And with empty stares, they intertwined in a disturbing chorus that seemed to emerge from the very
05:17bowels of the earth. In nomine antiquorum daemonum, nostradimus vitae. They shouted, delivered
05:26to the ritual. Tatiana and Drex remained hidden in the shadows, watching attentively as the cult
05:32It was advancing. The fanatics, completely consumed by their pagan beliefs, were no longer human beings.
05:39of their own free will. They had become puppets of a dark entity that manipulated them at will.
05:46We are eating the host of the demons. The chant continued, growing ever more frenzied. The demon who ruled them
05:53He had taken over their minds long ago. Now he was using them as cannon fodder, as conduits for
05:59Their feeding and rise. The fanatics didn't understand what they were doing. For them, every murder
06:06It was a sacred act. Each sacrifice, a step closer to redemption. The more souls they offered,
06:14The more power the demon that lay asleep in the depths of the island acquired.
06:19Drex clenched his fists, feeling the pressure inside him build. The smell of fresh blood,
06:26His entrails were laid bare, his hearts still warm. Everything called to him. The beast within him pounded.
06:33She angrily yanked the bone shackles that held her, and they began to creak.
06:39It roared with rage, synchronizing with the rhythm of the drums that made the ground vibrate.
06:45Sanguis daemonis. Sanguis daemonis. The sectarians chanted, over and over again, like a poisonous mantra.
06:53Tatiana noticed the change in Drex. His breathing became irregular, his body tensed, and his eyes
07:00They began to glow with an intense golden hue. The transformation was imminent.
07:06I had to stop him before it was too late.
07:09Drex said in a low, firm voice.
07:12—Look at me. What are you feeling?
07:15Drex inhaled sharply, trying to calm the internal chaos.
07:19"Thank you, Tatiana. I'm fine," he gasped, though his voice betrayed the internal battle that was tearing him apart.
07:26—It's just that. For a moment, I felt that the demon they were summoning...
07:32"It was me." Before they could process that unsettling confession, a sound interrupted them.
07:39Footsteps. Approaching. They both stopped instantly. Their senses sharpened. They were not alone.
07:47From the shadows emerged a group of fans, their eyes illuminated by a dark light and
07:53unnatural. Their faces showed a mixture of ecstasy and hatred.
07:58"Hostes daemonis," one of them shouted, pointing at them with a skeletal finger.
08:03—Non permisos vos interrumpir sacrificium. The atmosphere immediately became tense.
08:09The sectarians began to surround them, their lips repeating Latin phrases with growing fervor.
08:15"Well," Drex murmured with a crooked smile, his eyes burning gold at the proximity of death.
08:22I guess this is where the secrecy ends.
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