"Ughh" A low groan left angel's dry mouth as his hazy mind slowly regained some type of clarity.
'So soft'
Against his skin was a smooth fabric that seemed as soft as the cloud's themselves, It was perhaps the best material that angel ever had the chance of touching and he could only groan and dig his face deeper into the foam like cushion.
His mind was at peace but such a thing never lasted long for someone like him.
"Aghh?!" A blaring pain shot through his head almost like his skull was filled with fire.
"Ughh!" Angel's eye's shot open and he instantly clutched his head trying to dull the pain in any way possible.
'W~what's happening!?'
His finger's dug into his temple's but he couldn't concentrate as blurry visions started to enter his mind, It felt like a movie playing before his eyes. A young unfamiliar boy was the main protagonist being in every one of the vision's and angel soon started to realize what they were.
'Memories?' Although filled with confusion he watched the scene's play out over and over again until they were basically burned into his minds
A handsome young boy who was born as the eldest son of one of the four Duke's in Avaloria empire, The young boy started off as a kind and gentle child but as time passed he slowly grew cold and cruel not only toward the servants around him but also to his own family.
At the center of all of the young boy's cruel act's was another boy just one or two year's younger. They had similar features with the only major difference being the other young boy's crimson hair that almost seemed like fire itself was burning on his scalp.
'What's this feeling?' Angel could only clutch his chest right above his heart feeling strong emotions strangling him from the inside.
Anger, Helplessness, Resentment but the most powerful emotion of them all was dark and ugly jealousy.
Angel felt these emotions dig deep into his soul filling him with a sense of despair that made him want to cry out. He knew that these feelings weren't his own, They were the young boy from the vision's.
But why? Why did he feel like this?
Seconds passed then minutes and then hour's and yet angel knew it was only his mind playing tricks on him. The memories slowly turned hazy burned into his mind for him never to forget while the foreign emotions dug into his heart and disappeared leaving him with only the memory of how painful he felt when he experienced them.
"Haaa…" A low breath left angel's lip's as he let go of his head and felt relief that the pain had ended.
"Angel Valentine" One name fell out of his mouth that was both foreign yet familiar to him.
The first name the same as before,The same that he had lived with for seventeen year's in a cruel world but the last name different, And yet the name rolled of his tongue with ease as if he was used to saying it for years.
"Valentine, valentine, valentine" Angel spoke the name and felt a sense of foreign pride and disgust fill his body.
It was a mixture that he didn't know where one part started and where the other ended.
Angel calmed down and felt his body turn stiff as he quickly sat up from the soft bed he was laying on and stood up. He instantly noticed that his vision seemed to be higher then it normally was as he slowly looked around with a sense of shock.
'What?' His gaze landed on a large and luxurious room that defied his common sense.
Pure white walls that had intricate and marvelous designs craved in them that stood towering over him, A large clear window covering almost a entire wall to his left looking out into what seemed to be a garden while to his right was a wall with a large bookshelf full of thick books.
He couldn't see far out the window due to where he was but he could tell it was huge almost like a forest, It was unkeep as if no one had entered in year's. The grass over grown and full of weed's and the main and only plant was a violet colored flower with six petal's.
Angel only looked for a second before he saw a large full length mirror sitting to the side of the room, He didn't hesitate walking fast with his heart beating a bit faster then normally but the second he came in front of the mirror he turned stiff.
'Handsome' The first word that came to mind was that the figure looking back at him was perhaps the most handsome young man he had ever seen.
He had gorgeous chiseled features that angel could barely describe, Wether it was his sharp jawline, high cheek bones or even his purple eye's that seemed to look down on anyone who dared to stare back at him.
'Purple eye's' The most noticeable feature to angel wasn't the almost beautiful like face but the colored eye's.
Such eye's that couldn't exist without colored contacts only made his heart beat faster as he tried to deny what he was seeing and yet a small part of him refused to deny it.
It felt like two separate side's of himself were trying to change his thoughts, It was anything but pleasant and angel knew he needed to calm himself down as he looked his reflection up and down.
He was wearing a white button up shirt that was unbuttoned and hung open exposing his toned stomach and chest. Long silky black hair hung down his back and slightly in his face forcing angel to run a hand through his hair pushing it back before he sighed with a helpless smile on his handsome face.
"I'm in another world"