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Dark and Light (Realm Escape)

Dark and Light (Realm Escape)

🇺🇸Sylph_Eventide
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Our family has always been bound by a very simple tradition. Well, calling it a tradition sort of implies that we actually had a choice. None of us did. Each generation is the same. Exactly 2 children born to the oldest child of the previous generation, to inherit the family bloodline. Those born from the second born child are basically just normal children and kept separate from their cousins. It’s really quite a cold treatment. But, there is a reason for it, of course. The children of the first born child are always born with the same powers that the previous generation had, and quickly lost. My family has always had the responsibility of stopping dark creatures from entering and polluting the human world. The first born child is born with the power known as “God’s Sight”. They can see the gateways, and they can see the details of every single thing in the world with just a simple glance. The second born has the powers of creation and destruction, called “God’s Hand”. They create the weapons needed to defeat the creatures, and they can create and destroy just about anything. It may not be honorable, but that power has more or less kept my family in some level of money, since the God’s Hand can make things for selling. However, all good things are limited. In order to make sure that none in my family abuse their powers, they have an expiration date. Those with powers reach their true strength by around the age 15, then quickly lose their powers. No one in my family has ever held onto their powers past the age of 17. It’s why my family has always been known for reproducing young. But if we reproduce too young, then we automatically lose our powers. There can’t be more than one God’s Sight or God’s Hand. The very existence of a second one of either would be an omen of bad things to come. So, when I was born, things began to change quickly. Never, in all the generations of my family, had someone like me been born. A third born child. A child with both God’s Sight and God’s Hand powers. And, while my parents loved me, even though I wasn’t supposed to exist, my sisters loathed me. And soon I would truly know why.
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Chapter 1 - Chapter One Part One

I flopped down onto my bed, landing on my stomach, and burying my face into my fluffiest stuffed bear. It was my normal routine. I had celebrated my 17th birthday a week before hand, but nothing had changed at all for me. None of my family truly understood me to begin with. I wasn't even supposed to have been born, but it was way too late for any of us to give that any thought.

My dad had died when I was 5, so only mom celebrated my birthday with me, but any other day she would be super busy with work. Even though I helped make money by making things for her to sell, she didn't spend any of the money from it. Instead, she would set it all aside, just as she had for my sisters. Unlike me, they had naturally lost their abilities. Or, at least, Jacey had. Katrina said that she had lost her powers as well, but I knew better.

On her own, Kat was pretty useless. I mean, she worked part time in an auction house, and she was able to use her powers there, not that she told mom about it.

Kat had always been the worst to me. She resented me, not only for being an abnormal existence, but for also having both the God's Sight and God's Hand. She hated that she had only been born with the sight, unable to do anything more than look at things. It hadn't been like I'd asked to be born the way I had. But there was always more to her than met the eye.

If I looked at her for more than a few seconds, she would become angry and defensive. I didn't understand, but I quickly learned just not to look at her.

Of course, when my 17th birthday came, she was so happy with the thought that, just like everyone else in our family, I would lose my powers. She only felt rage when she found out that I still had my powers.

It wasn't like my powers really had any use, since the portals that the dark creatures used to enter my home-world stopped appearing over 10 years before hand. I didn't have any enemies to fight or stop, I had just become a typical freak.

And, the week since my birthday, I became my sisters plaything. She only saw the ways she could use me anymore, and each day got worse. Even our own mother had started to fear her. I may as well have been all alone.