(Arthur POV)
'Child of prophecy huh?'
I thought to myself as I sighed while staring out one of the windows of my dorm room watching the setting suns.
I remembered the time I finally understood what the prophecy really meant. I was distraught and confused.
So many emotions I couldn't understand swirled within me at the time, and then I began questioning it.
'Why me?
Why couldn't I have a normal life?
I am not the first child in all of existence to be born between a god and a devil right?
So why did it have to be me?'
I spent a lot of time wallowing in a depressed-like state due to this.
Then I believe it was around the time I was six or seven that I began noticing.
The fact that I had been protected from the shadows ever since I was born. This was something that I should not have been able to realize yet I somehow realized it.
