You can do nice things for people all of the time and it's never noticed but as soon as you make one mistake it's never forgotten.
These words could describe my mother's life.
She slipped up. Or such was what the world thought.
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Year 566
'Spider Wyndam' was the leader of the 'Spider' gang in Elysidia.
He was a stout well built man. He was tall and dark. One deep scar on his face which covered his left eye was visible.
His countless crimes included adultery, rapes, human-beast trafficking, murder and theft.
Spider Gang was based in 'Zroccaster', the city at the coastline in the North Western point of Elysidia.
Zroccaster was a fishing city with 40% population having their main occupation as fishing, 30% agriculture and rest shopkeepers, manual labours, rag pickers, beggars and some educated officials.
Zroccaster was under 'Jaques La Rouge' of the 'La Rouge' household.
La Rouge household used the Spider gang to carry out illegal activities in Elysidia.
It gave Spider Gang members free lease to do anything in Zroccaster.
Hence they imposed dues on the poor.
They also didn't batt an eye while committing atrocities all over the city.
Once Spider Wyndam came to collect the regular dues from an old man.
Old man said "Master, our family is facing stiff competition from the other fishermen. Your goodself knows how hard the fishing business is nowadays. I would ask you to please... Ahmm... Take 100 lan... Instead of the usual 300..."
Wyndam put his hand on his chin as if he was thinking.
"Uhm my total earning was only 500 lan... Ahmm... If I gave it to you, sire" He looked straight in Wyndam's eyes. "I would have nothing to feed my wife and daughter."
Wyndam's eyes lit up. He addressed his subordinate.
"Say Willie, is his daughter... Hot..?"
Old man cursed himself for the horrendous mistake.
Willie was excited, he replied "Very!"
"And I heard she is a virgin too!" Another subordinate replied.
Wyndam signaled his subordinates.
"Find her... She must not be kept waiting..."
The old man cried "Sire!".
He pounced on Wyndam. Wyndam tried to shake him off.
"You..! Get off me!" Wyndam said as he grasped the back of his shirt and pulled.
The shirt tore. But he was unable to get old man off him.
Wyndam felt something on his shoulder.
The old man spat a piece of flesh.
"Mother... Fucker", Wyndam cried out.
It turned into a slugfest... With neither side backing down.
Blood was everywhere.
Wyndam picked him up and threw him on the table.
There was sound of bone breaking.
The old man... still stood up!
He picked up a fishing rod and started beating up Wyndam.
Wyndam was getting overwhelmed!
Wyndam was a devotee of God of Defense.
He muttered "Set in the ground like a rock. Unmovable, Invincible. Hidium,"
The old man chimed in "Lord of bountiful harvest! I worship thy divine power. Ebisu, "
Both screamed "Bless me with thy divine power! "
"Hardening!"
"Strengthning!"
Wyndam touched the wall and the wall started deforming!
The wall's bricks disintegrated into particles traveled under Wyndam's clothes and deposited on his muscles.
His shirt ripped. His abs hardened and his biceps and triceps became bigger.
A crater developed on the wall.
On the other hand, the old man's change was inwardly. His fat disappeared and converted into muscle!
It was forced metabolism.
The old man devoured the fish dishes he had presented to Wyndam.
His muscles developed. His abs and legs increased in size to match Wyndam's.
He took the fishing rod while Wyndam put up his arms in a cross shape for defense.
The real fight was about to start.