A dark figure dirty and ragged is thrown from a doorway. A latge man steps out of the door. His demeanor ragged and course. The man spits while shouting.

"We don't want your kind around here get lost."

he goes back into the building slamming the door. the person on the floor curls up against the wall.

a good look at their clothing tells you about their hard life. A cloak dirty and torn. bandages across their arm. blood dripping from their forehead. this person looks up at the shining stars in the night sky.

A feather falls down as an echo appears in his mind. The words this person longed to never hear again.

"Help me please !!! why are you so useless you are our servant save us. die for us so we can live."

The person grabs their head and screams out to the night. "Shut up shut up shut uuuuuuuuuuuuuuup." The ragged person stands his dark blue eyes gleam in the night

this person speaks up once more before walking into the streets. "One day I will be strong...one day."

The person lowers their hood revealing a boy no older than twelve a long scar on his cheek denotes his troubled past. he slightly touches it. "Strong enough that nothing like that will happen again." images flash through his mind of a blood soaked manner. His memories come back as he walks towards the edge of town.

A large hand slaps the boy over the head. A burly man with long dark hair starts shouting.

"Swing harder dumbass. how are you to protect your masters if you are so slow?"

The man steps to the side his blade creating air waves. "Like this then this." he says as he slices in a arc the earth around the training area being sliced from the force.

The boy looks up. "Master why do I have to train so hard?" The boy looks up to the man.

The man laughs heartily. "Hahaha shin my boy one day I will not be here. they are the masters of the house. They pay us to protect them, as a boy without a family this is all you can ask for." He sighs bending his knee to get level with shin.

"Remember this shin one day you will be strong enough to protect what you want to protect. one day you shall have your own choices to make. you have to be prepared for that day." He pats shins head again before standing returning to his harsh demeanor.

"Now again boy swing with all your might!!!"

[Returning to the present]

shin crawls under debris to a ruin of a room. a bed is all that is inside. He wipes off the blood on his head with his cloak. "Master why did you have to do that. why did you have to die?"

Shin lays down on the bed in the destroyed manor room. voices echo through his head remembering the tragic evening.

A loud voice echoes through the hall as shin is thrown into a pane of glass. "You worthless servant all your good for is taking up space." The man at the head of the table yelling at shin is the head of the Rayle family. He speaks up again. "If you weren't the son of such great people. I wouldn't even give you coin." The man stands grabbing shin by the hair slamming him into the window shattering it.

"That being said they died so tragically huh? your poor parents protecting such a weak child from Demons. It's your fault you know. it is your fault they died." he laughs dropping shin. The burly man from before who was teaching shin before grits his teeth his aura shifts.

Shin looks up with pleading eyes. Andrea rayle chuckles. "Hmmhmhmm look at the poor things face dear. never mind him and come back to eat." as his wife said he let's shin go and returns to his food. the burly man's hand gripped so hard it is bleeding.

Andrea turns to the bodyguard. "What's wrong laurel? oh did that servant not do his job?" laurel turns and looks at Andrea.

"This farce has gone on long enough. shin tommorow we will double your training."

Shin nods as the rayle family laughs.