The painful visions haunted his mind from the moment he opened his eyes. His chest ached for the young boy that had to go through life after witnessing his loved ones get slaughtered by the hands of demons. These creatures had no heart or soul.
If that was what truly happened to his family when he was a child, he could only imagine the kind of man he turned out to be. What could you be other than angry and wicked after an experience like that? Could anyone blame him, if that is what he was? Everyone was gone. Everyone was slaughtered. Except for him. How did he survive? What did he do differently?
Orion sat by the healing pool with his legs crossed and a blank stare. The reflection from the sun shimmering in the pool twinkled in his eyes. He let the warmth of the sun's rays fill him with the energy of nature.
