SANDRAINO'S POV.
After my momentarily meeting with my subordinates, I had dismissed all of them to their various territories. Though after the meeting, the words of Munokim still was stuck in my head. Somehow, I still had doubt that something could have actually happened to my son at the age of six, that's fueling his need to become a monster.
It couldn't actually be right, cause everything that happens in the kingdom of darkness, never ever escapes my notice.
So if there was something that had happened to my son at the age of six, I should definitely know. Right?
Nevertheless, I did see some changes in my son's behavior when he was at age six. I could remember when he was at age two to five, he had a loving and kind personality, just like his mother. I hated that, cause I actually needed a son who was just like me. A child with a little bit of evil in his personality.
That's the number one reason why I had supported his evil deeds.
When he turned six, I started noticing the changes in his behavior, the cold face he always carried, the angry aura that seemed to surround him, the evil in his eyes. Those were the changes I had noticed in him when he turned six.
Then from there he started his first evil deed. He started by stealing. He first stole the bra of a female demon and little by little, his evil deeds grew. I never even knew that the growing evil inside of him would actually increase his need to become a monster.
But maybe Munokim is right. What if something had happened to my son that had made him change his personality from being a kind loving boy to being a little monster that the whole kingdom of darkness fears? Could something have really happened to him that had made him evil, that had made him have the need to become an evil monster? That I would find out.
I would follow Munokim's advise and try asking my son, if something had happened to him at the age of six.
But what if he denies that something had not happened to him when something could have happened to him?
Aahh!
My head is just an endless void of thoughts that I should get rid of.
Deciding to visit the prison cage were I had locked my son up, I ventured through tunnels in my castle. I would have easily teleported to the prison cage but, it's better I walk there, at least to clear my head.
The prison cage were I had locked my son up was just underground the castle. Not many people know about the existence of the prison cage. Besides, the cage was more like a cave from my own perspective. But to others,it may be a room. A very dark room.
Not long after going through a lot of tunnels in the devil's castle, I ended up at a door. The door was quite mysterious or should I say mystically magical.
It was a silver door that was well embedded to the wall. Behind the door was the prison cage.
The mysterious thing about this door, is that, it is only opened with the mark of the devil. Correspondingly, the devil's mark was also on the door and it only brings the theory that it is only opened with the devil's mark.
Individuals without the devil's mark can't have access into the room behind the door.
Getting to the door, I stood right in front of it, using my eyes in accessing the door. I closed my eyes and opened it after. Opening my eyes,a dark glow emanated from my eyes and I was sure to have a devilish outlook because of the change in my eyes.
Stretching out my left arm and bringing out the index finger of my right hand,a claw grew out from the index finger. Using the claw in striking my left arm,it drew blood. A reddish blue blood. The blood dropped to the floor and immediately, the droplets formed a circle on the floor.
In no time,a reddish blue light appeared right in front of me. The reddish blue light forming a symbol which could actually be called the devil's mark. The symbol was more like the combination of 's' and six.
The symbol gave a bright glow making me to grin crazily.
The symbol was more like this;
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The symbol held power. Dark powers of the devil and anybody that have my mark, could have access to my inevitable power.
The glowing devil's mark or symbol in front of me immediately went into the door. The devil's mark on the door suddenly started glowing, giving the reddish blue light.
The door popped open like an automatic door. The devil's mark on the door that was glowing, stopped glowing as the door opened, giving me access to what was behind the mystical magic door.
Entering the room behind the door, I activated my dark eyes and my eyes gave a dark glow. With my dark eyes, I could be able to see even the smallest thing that has ever existed. Humans usually use microscope to see things like that.
The room was dark. Very dark that one would not even think of venturing into the room. Like I said, the prison cage had the scenery of a cave. A really dark cave that gives one the scare.
Imagine the devil has a dark underground cave that could be called a prison cage, right under his castle.
However, I entered the prison cage, using my dark eyes to see through the dark room. The door closed behind me, quite noisily after I had entered the room.
I walked deeper into the prison cage and not long after,my dark eyes caught sight of two soul demons. Moving closer, the soul demons were standing guard in front of a cage with someone in the cage.
The soul demons noticed my presence and bowed in respect and probably,fear. But I ignored them, not actually giving them my attention.
Drake was sitting on the floor of the cage, at the end of the cage and resting on the bars. His eyes were closed and I figured out that he was sleeping. Or maybe I could be wrong. You never can tell.
I moved closer to the cage and peered into it and I couldn't help but notice his outstanding handsome features.
He had the natural outlook of his mother and having my black hair. Though, he still carried the cold demeanour he has always carried from the age of six. The way he rested on the bars, made him look so cute that I couldn't help but marvel.
Only if my son didn't want to become a monster, I swear that we would have both gotten along quite well.
Sometimes, I regret supporting his evil deeds all those years when he was little. Only if I knew that he was doing those evil doings to become the monster I once was, I would never have supported him.
I gave a sigh at such a thought.
"Are you gonna stand there and give me a look of pity? If you are, don't bother".
Drake's cold voice made me realize that he wasn't sleeping.
He opened his eyes and they looked at me with a glare. A death glare.
I sighed again at his words.
"Not really. Just wanted to check up on you and talk to you".
I spoke with a fatherly voice and I made sure it was obvious.
He scoffed and hissed.
"Stop acting like you care. You simply don't".
He said as he tore his gaze away from me.
I went closer to the cage but not close enough for him to reach out to me.
"But I do care. I do care about you because you are my son".
I muttered still with the same fatherly concern.
He growled and I growled back.
"A father wouldn't lock his son up".
"And a son wouldn't try to kill his father".
My answer to his words made him a little bit mad. But I didn't care.
Using my dark eyes, I looked at his heart. Noticing that his heart was still hardened with chains that held dark magic, I couldn't help but feel familiarity. The chains hardening his heart were just like the chains that had once hardened my heart.
But a piece of the chains was missing. I'm quite sure that's it is the piece of chain that my mate had shattered.
Drake immediately noticed that I was staring at his heart, he growled while using his two hands in covering the area were his heart is.
I chuckled at his childish behavior.
He knew quite well that covering his heart with his hands was kinda futile. I could still see his heart despite the hands covering his chest.
"Stop staring at my heart".
He commanded, maybe expecting me to comply.
On the safe side, his heart was still beating but quite a weak beating. The chains surrounding his heart, making it hard for his heart to beat.
"You know that you can't stop me from staring with only your hands".
I said the obvious and I could see the shameful look on his face. But it was immediately replaced with a scornful look.
"Why are you here?"
He asked while glaring at me.
"Just like I said, to check up on you".
I simply answered.
"And for what reason would my devil of a father be visiting me?"
He asked with a mischievous smile.
I groaned temporarily.
He was pushing my buttons but anyways, I will try not to get angry.
"That's because I love you and you love me too. Don't deny it".
"I don't love you, infact, I hate you".
He said, moving closer to the bars separating me and him.
I chuckled.
Turning to look at the soul demons behind me, I said to them.
"Step outside for a moment. I would like to have a word with my son".
Without hesitating, the soul demons bowed and left the room or should I say, prison cage.
Turning back to Drake, I gave him a weird smile. Drake frowned seeing my smile.
"What do you want us to talk about?"
He asked.
Not replying him, I moved closer and bent down to the position which he sat. With how close I was to the cage, he could easily reach out to me and peradventure,grab me. But he would do no such thing.
Clearing my throat I looked at Drake in the eye. In his eyes were evil and despicable things. But I ignored the evil in his eyes.
"I'm a bad father".
I started with an apologetic look.
Drake hissed.
"Good thing you know. You are the worst father ever".
He emphasized.
I sighed,cause I knew I wasn't ready to see his reaction was once he knows the real reason why I had visited him.
"I should have known. I should have known that you had went through something at the age of six. Only if I knew, I wouldn't have supported your evil deeds".
"What are you trying to say?"
Drake asked frowning even more.
"I should have known that something had happened to you at the age of six that's been making you want to be the monster I had once been".
I explained with my eyes still on him.
It was like as if time had stopped,cause he looked at me so weirdly that I thought he had grown crazy.
Ignoring his weird look, I went on to ask the question Munokim had advised I asked him.
"What had happened to you at the age of six,son, that had made you make a decision to kill your heart and become a monster?"
I asked expecting a straight forward answer,or maybe I expected too much. But what I got as a reaction really shocked me to the core.
Fear suddenly appeared on Drake's face. The fearful look on his face like no other and I couldn't help but be confused.
I creased my brow at the fear on his face.
"No!! Please!!"
He shouted frantically with fear evident on his face and voice.
He moved to the back of the cage while grabbing the bars in an act of fear. It almost made me think he was scared of me but when I looked at his eyes, I noticed he wasn't looking at me but at something else.
"Son is something wrong. Please tell me, what are you seeing?"
I asked already confused.
Drake kept on screaming in fear while staring at the wall at the far end of the prison cage.
It only made me realize, something had happened to him at the age of six and that something was happening right now.
Munokim was right, something had happened to my son at the age of six.
It seems like the question I had asked had somehow awoken something that had been locked up in his memory or maybe mind.
I tried my best to calm him down from the fear that clouded his face. He was scared of something and that something had to appear when I had asked him the question.
Getting frustrated of his constant screams in fear, I used dark magic in sending him to sleep. Before I sent him to sleep, I noticed the horror that lay on his face before he closed his eyes in deep sleep.
The two soul demons had already rushed into the prison cage and were surprised to see Drake shouting in total fear.
"Watch him while he sleeps".
I said to the soul demons while also staring at the sleeping body of my son.
What had happened just now confirmed our hypothesis, something really did happen to Drake at the age of six. But what could have happened to him?