His rough voice echoed in the place; every single word was like a knife stabbing into my very being. My mother is a demon? How could this be? How?
My mind was totally overwhelmed, and I felt a sharp pain run through my brain. I groaned while fighting the inner feelings that overwhelmed me like a massive tidal wave. That pain didn't last long as the next second, I closed my eyes and lost control of my body.
"Pick him up and throw him in the Misty Pit. Farewell, Ray." These were the last words I heard before I lost my consciousness and the silhouettes of these men faded into oblivion in front of me. The way they were sitting as if they did nothing noteworthy. The way they looked at me like I was the one to be blamed, and they sentenced me to death because of something out of my hand. I hated that to the point where I couldn't even tolerate it, and just thinking about it makes me want to crush their heads over and over again. Yet, for some reason, I knew that death would've been way more merciful on me than bearing with this life of mine any further.
Because in this life, I learned that if you don't cherish the life that you got and use it to reach the peak of what you desire, then you're nothing but a waste. Not the most beautiful way of thinking, but I followed that, and my dad did too.
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The sound of two people talking and the feeling of my body getting dragged on the rough dirty ground pulled me out of my deep slumber. The sharp headache attacked me again, but this time even stronger. Ugh...It fucking hurts. It was unbearably painful.
"What an unlucky bastard, he lost his parents, and now he's going to follow them." one of the two men dragging me spoke. His voice lacked any sympathy that his words tried to convey, so it sounded like nothing but sarcastic remarks.
"fits him well! Filthy demons do not belong to this sacred place. He should be thankful that his death will be quick." The other man or guard replied before spitting on the ground. He didn't want to hide his disgust or hatred, and to compensate for that, he pulled me even more roughly.
Listening to their conversation, I couldn't control my temper, but even if I wanted to shred them to pieces right there and now, I couldn't do that. I was totally helpless and powerless. Miserable to no end. My shackles restrained me and even sealed my mana. I was basically a enable to do anything beyond watching myself getting dragged to certain death.
Their conversation continued for a few minutes while they moved in a dark underground place devoid of light or anything else for that matter. They eventually reached the end of this long tunnel, and the light of the sun was back. We were in a deserted place I'd never seen before, far from the human eye. The dunes of sand covered the area and extended to the horizon; small bursts of sandy wind ran through the place every few minutes carrying with them the few dried plants that were scattered here and there. As they stopped their marching, one of them pulled me up roughly and made me stroll to the Misty pit in front of me. I was in no shape to walk but he nevertheless pulled me up whenever I fell from fatigue and pain. In front of me, just a few centimetres away, was a massive hole that I couldn't see its bottom. It was misty like a lake and deep as the ocean. I gazed at it with a complicated look letting the sharp wind hit my face and sting me slightly.
"Any last words, little boy. I'm very nice, so I will let you say your tear-jerking goodbyes." one of them spoke sarcastically, making the other chuckle as if he heard a joke.
I turned around and looked at them with deep hatred that ignited in my heart. In the span of a few days, they destroyed what was left of my life and stepped on me like a bug. My mother is a demon? Fine, but was she of any threat to this place? She was a merciful and benevolent person who took care of her people. She was shining brightly like a star, and she was someone I looked up to. This is not fair. This world is not acceptable. The only thing we are equal at is death. These people are not humans. They're just a wicked bunch of bastards that could get rid of anyone just for the sake of their own selfish desires.
I smiled wickedly at them, " Blood shall be paid with blood! Death shall be paid with death! THIS PLACE SHALL BE CURSED FOR ETERNITY!" I shouted with all my might until I exhausted my breath. I didn't even know how I could speak in my poor condition, but nevertheless, my voice reached the guards loud and clear. Guessing from their reaction, my words did intimidate them. Looking back at it, who will not be intimidated hearing a young boy spit these words in the evilest voice possible? Even I didn't understand why I said those words.
" You piece of shit! go rot in hell with your parents!!" One of them ran to me and pushed me with all his might as if my existence was a threat to him. " Might as well pull you with me to hell," I said as I pulled him from his hands with me. Realising what I've done, terror appeared on his face, but it's over now. His death is sealed. He couldn't even scream.
As I started falling, I looked at the blue sky on top of me for one last time. I remembered when I would stay star gazing with my mom for hours, talking about different things and sharing a good laugh. Ah, those unforgettable days.
" Will I come back here, or is this really the end. Mother....father.....I miss you," I muttered as a tear rolled down my face letting myself get consumed in this eternal darkness.