Flying cars and winged beasts flew all around in the middle of a bustling metropolis, creating a cacophony of sounds louder than the chatter of the thousands of people walking the streets. Thanks to this, no one could hear the wails of a young fair-skinned boy as four other males of striking resemblance and similar age to the former beat him bloody.
"Luther, stop! Aren't we were friends and cousins? Ack," the bloody boy coughed as his body twitched in pain.
"Shut up, bitch! How did he know it was me?" asked a masked young man, who just couldn't understand how his disguise was so easily thwarted.
He punched the boy in the mouth out of anger.
"Tracy, don't let them do this to me, man! Auntie would never forgive you!" the boy pleaded through swollen eyes.
"Don't mention my mother, you piece of trash," replied the muscular young man named Tracy, inwardly impressed by this guy's perception. He then turned to the shorter boy named Luther. "You're using hunt ryms, stupid. How could he not know? Not everyone is as weak as you."
Fists constantly connecting with his brittle jaw muffled the bullied boy's pleas.
"Hey, *cough* *cough*, hey. Edward, you dirty scoundrel. I used to wash your dog! Afraid to dirty your hands?" came the pathetic voice of the beaten boy.
"That dog had rabies. We have no idea how you managed to avoid getting bit. Eventually, we had to put the crazy mother fucker down," scowled the tallest and most handsome attacker. Actually, he had yet to lay a finger on the boy himself. However, the others were obviously deferring to this young man. "Finish him!"
The boy continued getting jumped, forcing him to cough up blood and what seemed to be bits of organs. However, the other youths had pure malice in their eyes with no intention of stopping the boy's torment. Ten minutes later, the boy no longer moved at all.
"Is it done? Friggin' hell, finally! Right, mates?" Luther fell on his butt, exhausted.
They had spent the last two hours beating this punk.
"What a stubborn bastard this kid is, though. He just wouldn't die," frowned Tracy.
"Come on, let's go report this to master." Edward calmly departed the scene, the other boys quickly following behind. They didn't notice that a purple light started to surround the beaten boy's body as they walked away.
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"Life is funny, you know?" a platinum ember bobbed in the void. It was sparkling and hard to look away from.
"One minute, you're minding your own business, finally relaxing for the first time in 600 years. We're talking about a massive retirement party! I mean, millions of guests, and they all love you. Well, me. The critically acclaimed victor of a 600-year-long war and the new pharaoh of the largest empire in the realm's history. You even considered settling down and finding a wife for the first time in your long life. You were no virgin by any means. No, you were quite the accomplished bachelor. Even the Twilight God's only daughter gave herself to you. The thing is, she was also no pure maiden. Never have you given a maiden anything more than a helping hand or a tip, but definitely not your heart."
A glowing red light in front of the platinum ember seemed to dim at his words.
The platinum ember felt worried that its buddy would find out the truth! He had sadly died a virgin. Mind you, he did have an affair with the Twilight God's daughter. They played all the latest card games together...
"Don't fret, friend. I did not fall victim to a life of debauchery. I met a woman. A most beautiful woman. I mean, truly, she was the most devastatingly dazzling creature I had ever seen. I wasn't certain what species she was, but I was endlessly enchanted. Fool that I was, I didn't realize that one as accomplished as myself should definitely be able to identify most, if not all, of the species in the realm. Most definitely, all intelligent species. Therefore, this woman could only have come from another realm." The platinum ember also seemed to dim slightly as it floated in the void.
However, he chalked it up to his melancholy.
"The first woman I had been intimate with in the last few centuries, and what happens? She poisons me with a kiss and devours my blood essence and god ryms. What kind of carnivorous harlot is this? What kind of evil seductress does that? The nerve! The sheer gall! The unreserved GUMPTION! I still can't believe it. The worst part was her disappointed glint as she sucked me into nothing. What a kiss, though..."
The platinum ember didn't mention that this was his first intimate action with a female that wasn't his mother. A mother who passed away naturally over 8,000 years ago...