In the past life of Kyros...
Kyros was seat down, with chains binding him. He was bleeding and wounded. Once more, the strange madness that controlled his body and made him mad had ended. The Steele family was once more in trouble.
A woman stood in front of Kyros.
The madness in the eyes of Kyros had not died yet. He growled and shrieked with mad anger as he looked a the woman. The memories of Kyros's wildness were one of his earliest memories.
The woman looked at him and did not say anything.
"I am a woman of scorned destiny. I am married to a man that I hated, into a family I despised. My years of fighting have made me incapable of rearing a child. And the son that I actually get is a madman such as you." The woman approached as Kyros began to howl louder, trying to break the chains that bound them.
"Such a despised life." The woman looked closely at the boy who she calls her son.
