He always stood in front of me. My brother Kevin was always there to protect me even after father passed away. He would take me anywhere I wanted even if the other retainers vehemently opposed it. Even though everyone loved my brother, they seemed to consider me nuisance, an obstacle hindering the growth of the Fallenhyde family.
When father was still alive, he would've put all these rumors and discontent to rest but now that I was the head, I couldn't do anything correctly. That is when my brother came to me "my brother Roy, do you want to put yourself at work? You may be weak but father has left us his entire wealth and knowledge in this memory cell." As he held a small and insignificant but a heavy crystal "you will have to face the pains of the world but you might finally be able to gain control of the family. I will stand beside you as your brother and sword till you get what you want."
I couldn't say no to the proposal so broke the crystal and in came ideas, theories, battle strategies, training methods and all such material.
I called for a family meeting and expressed my opinion for our family to get involved in worldly matters. The family was very delighted and wanted to go and fight the demons plaguing the lands for centuries.
Over time me and my brother made connections all around the world, friends and family united against this enemy. The demons were still a lot but my brother would eradicate them all.
He was hailed as the "blood reaper of the heavens" and I was called "the warlord of the heavens". I was pleased with myself and let it get to my head. When my trusted assassin squadron reported of my brother's betrayal against me. After all we'd been through, after conquering the world he went out of his way to go and purge out my retainers.
I ordered for his arrest and there he sat in the chair with his magic sealed and yet he looked at me like he always did with care and true brotherly love. He would never hate me is what I thought but I crossed the line. I broke through that and tried to kill him and interrogated him as to why he killed all my retainers and he never did give me his reply.
Then he lunged at me biting at the sword at my waist and a huge wave of pure energy blew everyone back and my brother was nowhere to be seen except his voice ringing "brother I may not be able to help you no more but be careful of those around you and be kind to everyone. I hope you can live a happy life."
The broken sword screamed, it tore through magic in a 100Km radius and rang across the world. Then suddenly it stopped screaming. Then as if from a magic, everyone around me started acting weird. They acted as if nothing even happened here. As if my brother wasn't the blood reaper and was someone else. I couldn't wrap my head around it. Then I asked for everyone to leave me alone.
I couldn't understand anything. I searched and searched for record of my brother and it was as if he never even existed but I decided to carry his will in my heart. For some reason, the corruption in my heart was cleansed and so was my brother. I cried for the first time since father's death for the first time.
In 20 years, the war with the demons was won but at what cost I didn't know. A peace treaty signed by all the different people such as humans, animalias, demons and even the angelias.
I lived the rest of my life happily, got myself a family, kids, grandkids and finally my death. Even at my death bed my brother's kind face resounded throughout my mind and I tried to pass away peacefully but I just couldn't, I wanted to see his face again. Just one more time what would I have done to see my brother again.
Then I was dead. I felt like I was jelly. I heard nothing, smelt nothing, felt nothing. Then as if in continuation I was in the hands of a person. I felt like that was wrong since I wasn't really that small. I looked down and saw that I was really short with my hands even shorter.
I was a baby. That was definitely weird. I was covered in a small cloth and when I looked up I got my shit scared out of me. A demon with 5 symbols of power (the number of symbols determine the power of the demon.) and a female demon with 2 symbols .
I was surrounded and needed to escape but I couldn't. Then I started crying which was seemingly the only thing which I could do.
Then the female demon said "honey the baby is finally crying. I was worried since he wouldn't cry at all but nothing to worry about. And whew did he take a dump. Nanny could you get me a new set of diapers please?" a 3 symbols demon beside the lady took a new pair from a drawer and when the lady threw me up I thought I was going to die but in an instant I had a new set of diapers and I giggled for the weirdest reason. The lady carried me in her arms and said "little Dracht, call me mama. Mama".
And that is when it dawned upon me, I was the child of a demon. I couldn't oppose it since in my previous life, father died at a young age and my brother was all I had.
Then she set me down and two boys came and looked upon me "hey little Dracht, its me your older brother." When I heard that word I giggled uncontrollably. And the brothers coddled me.
What had I gotten myself into?