A/N: !!! WARNING, READERS BE ADVISED!!!
Some gruesome, evil, and sinful things will be talked about in this chapter to build the background of a couple of new characters.
I'm very sorry about it.
You can skip it if you don't want to continue reading that particular scene.
I'll put up some warning signs to better prepare you if you ever do try to read it.
YOU'VE BEEN WARNED!!!
Year 0002, The Imperium
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Months have passed by, and Chief Rommel of Kirka Frontier Village has no good news yet as to the whereabouts of the remaining Ross's.
His head guard had a poker face on him while his lord was berating his character, etc.
He stood there unperturbed while all of the useless things were being filtered out by his brain.
While things that have some semblance of importance, he took mental note of.
"Why??? How could you not find a single trace of them???
I made you a head guard because they said that you were the most competent man on your unit???
So what is this now???!!? "
He remained unmoving for a split second; in truth, he was fuming in anger at this spoiled brat.
He was holding his hands very tightly while he was standing at parade rest.
He was afraid he might slap the living shit out of his lord or do worse.
Someone should really teach this arrogant piece of shit a lesson.
But that would just spell trouble for him, so he held his breath and let him rant his heart out.
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Rommel is the stepson of a minor nobleman named Kirka, a self-made man who became a noble in the Principality of Ogind County, in its Capital City of Gremory.
It was in that city, in which he made a base of operations as a merchant, that he worked his ass off for a decade; it was by then that Count Gremery acknowledged his contributions to the county and the city he was staying in.
He was awarded for his loyalty to the county and the city; he awarded him the title of Baron, and he even gave him a small piece of land in the outskirts of the county.
He was well known in those parts as a kindhearted and honest businessman, and now he was a landed noble, a privilege given to the many aspiring citizens, and so far Lord Kirka actually does his best to help the people under him.
After a few years he was now pretty settled down; he was rich in pretty much everything he did; luck really had given it all to him.
He has his main branch in the city selling commodities, while his other branch is in his tiny but budding Frontier Village of Kirka.
He thought that it was now time to settle down and create a wonderful family of his own.
But lady luck was now spent for him, as a fallen noble house was trying to crawl its way back into the prestige they once had, like vultures surrounding their prey.
And most unfortunately, this kindhearted lord was an easy target for them.
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Sam chose one of his remaining daughters as bait for him to take.
As whispers approached them of a new upstart lord looking for a lady to marry.
That daughter was Elisa; she was still fairly beautiful despite their fallen status.
And Lord Kirka was love-struck by her when they were first introduced to each other.
It plucked a beautiful string of beautiful harmony within him; she was meek, submissive, and seemingly loyal.
But all of that was a facade; she was no such thing; in fact, she was the devil incarnate, and he was the sacrificial lamb.
You see, the girl's father gambled too much when she was younger, and with each loss, they had to sell a part of their estate and even some of their family members just to pay his ballooning debts off.
Back then Elisa was a young, bright, and cheerful teenager.
And her father apparently has taken a loan with some hefty interest attached to it, and it was all in gold coins; it all came from an unscrupulous loan shark of a businessman.
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When the month came for his payment, he couldn't pay it; he had lost it all again in gambling.
They almost killed him, but he begged for his life; he licked the dirty soles of the scary-looking boss of the loan sharks willingly.
"What can you give me then?
I heard you have been selling most of your valuables to pay off debt.
So what do you have to offer me, Lord Sam? "
Sam was kowtowing on the ground, licking the soles of the other party's boots.
He was sobbing; his face was already beaten to a pulp, and his face was smeared with his bile and puke, and his snot was hanging out of his nose.
"Mhhhy...da...w...ter...tay...m.ke....herr ple...ath.spa...ir me.h.. "
A last-ditch effort and the biggest mistake of his life.
You see, he had already done this kind of act before, and it worked.
But it was to other noblemen like himself, but right now he was dealing with the devil himself, who he borrowed money from, and the price would be too great.
And it was his family that paid its ultimate price, and it was too hefty.
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!!! WARNING!!! YOU CAN SKIP THIS PART!!!
The boss snapped his fingers, and his henchmen looked for the remaining daughter.
When they found her outside, they dragged the girl back inside their estate towards the study room; she was joyfully playing with her friends then.
When she entered, she saw the pitiful look of a man who was licking the sole of the boots of a scary and hulking man.
It was her father.
Then it dawned on her; she could feel her blood leaving her face.
It was the same scenario as her other sisters; her father had also sold her to this man!
"NOOOOO!!!"
She tried to escape, but the henchmen blocked the doorway, and the others grabbed her down, face planted on the ground.
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Brutus was an evil and abhorrent man; many of his customers had begged him the same way as Sam.
His hatred for the nobility was deep and profound.
He and his mother were working for a certain nobleman.
One night the lord and lady threw a large party in their estate; there they invited other like-minded lords and ladies.
They had drugs, alcohol, and other concoctions they used at that party.
Everyone was high and pretty wasted; a little later they became the target of their fun for the evil noblemen and women.
They became the laughingstock as an amusement for these vile lords and ladies.
And they became victims along with the other servants of that estate; it was etched deep within his memory, as he was forced to see his mother and the other get defiled in front of him.
He sobbed and pleaded for them to stop, but they never did.
They made him watch as they took turns brutally raping his mother and the others in front of him.
And in turn he was also raped by the many men and women alike who attended that party.
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His untamed lust was beginning to erupt out of his crotch; his twisted sense of morality had long been trained by the devil.
And when he saw the girl enter that room, he was pretty much excited to devour her there; it would be his first child experience.
After she tried to escape, his henchmen brought her to the ground, and they forcefully stripped her in front of her father before she could even cry for help from him.
They also held him down, and they made him look at her; his face was stricken with guilt.
It didn't work like what he did with his other daughters, and he could only scream and weep alongside her.
It was Brutus's first time taking on a child, and he relished every moment of it as he viciously let his demons take over him.
The girl couldn't do anything against such a huge man on top of her.
She was brutally defiled in every way possible.
Only a few of her tears fell, and her voice had long died down.
That day her innocence and bright smile had faded.
She was broken into pieces and had become a twisted demon herself who later on would torture other people as a form of retribution from trauma.
A/N: IF YOU MANAGED TO READ UP TO THIS POINT, THEN I'M TRULY SORRY FOR SUCH A HORRIFIC EXPERIENCE.
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Brutus, after he did the deed, left with his men, and they ransacked the house and took the remaining valuables of that house.
"Consider your debt paid in full, Lord Sam. I very much enjoyed your unwavering patronage and that ravishing little gift of yours. Ha! Ha! Ha!"
His evil laugh echoed in the halls of the estate.
They have been cutting costs, so they have to let go of a few servants.
The guards that were left were killed, and the few servants that remained shivered in fear.
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When the last of them left, their remaining faithful servants that remained rushed into the study hall.
They have heard the screams of their Lord and the little lady.
When they entered, they found their once-bright young lady lying face down on the floor, bloody and unmoving.
The Lord seemed to have passed out.
Her bright eyes have dulled; she has no life within those eyes.
They hurriedly called for the family physician, and they also sent a letter to the lady of the house.
Who was at that moment went out of town, as she went back to her parents house to borrow some money so she could help pay her husband's debt.
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When news reached her through a letter, she fainted on the floor.
Her aging parents hurried to her side; her father was the other unfortunate person to have read through the letter. He clenched his fist so hard that it began to bleed.
"What is the matter, dear?"
His wife's tone was full of worry.
"THAT BASTARD! I SHOULD HAVE NEVER MADE HIM MARRY OUR DAUGHTER!!!!"
He threw the letter on the fire pit, and he stormed out with his sword, bringing it with him outside of the study hall.
He yelled for his head guard, and after a second, the head guard appeared, now clad in full armor.
They hastily left with some of his personal guards with him as they went to that bastard's home.
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When he left, his wife took the unburned letter, and she learned of the truth.
She hugged her still unconscious daughter while she wept.
When she woke up, her mother came to her and let her up; she told her that her father already went ahead and that there was a carriage waiting for them ready to leave at a moment's notice, and they did so.
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Her father was the first to arrive as he rushed without a moment's rest to the scene; there were bodies littered outside; it seems to be the guards of the estate.
When he entered the main doorway, what greeted him was more bodies being dragged across the room by the remaining servants; their eyes were hollow, but they still did their jobs; they slightly bowed to him and continued working.
He took no offense with that; he knew they were shaken, and it wasn't in his nature to be offended by such trivialities.
The head butler came running down the steps.
"My Lord!"
He bowed, but the man was seething in anger, and he had no time for such things as respect.
"Wh...where is she?"
He stuttered for a bit, but he quickly regained his composure.
He was trembling right now.
The butler understood and took him to her quarters, where the physician was attending to her wounds and several maidservants.
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But it was too late; when he entered her room, she trembled in fear when she saw him standing there, a trauma response; she could no longer recognize friend from foe.
She went into a wild tantrum, thrashing everything around her, throwing pillows and anything her hands touched towards him.
The attending physician was a woman, along with the servants who were attending their lady.
They quickly, yet carefully, restrained her again, and she cast a sleeping spell to sedate the girl and lull her to sleep, lest she hurt herself even more.
His heart ached with grief when he saw her granddaughter like this; tears began to fall uncontrollably down his regal but tired face; it felt like he aged too quickly.
He went out the door, out of the room, where he slowly slid down the nearby wall and sat on the floor.
The guards rushed to him, but he raised his hands and dismissed them.
He needed a moment to gather himself.
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When the girl had finally fallen asleep, the physician went out of the room.
He raised his head and asked her.
"Will she be able to return to her past self?"
The physician shook her head.
"My Lord, ... the trauma that she experienced was too horrifying even for me ... she may never bear a child again ... or even remotely can a man get near her ever again … unless a divine intervention is bestowed upon her, then it all comes down to what the Gods decide of her fate now ... she is broken is what I fear to say."
She sighed; she had a very tired look on her face.
"I see."
The damage has been thoroughly done; their remaining granddaughter was ... *Sigh.* Poor child.
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His anger returned to him; in his rage, he started looking for the absent man who was responsible for his granddaughter's situation, his eyes bloodshot and filled with anger.
"WHERE IS THAT BASTARD, FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT!!!!"
The servants trembled, and the family butler flinched; he understood that angry tone of his, so he took him to the room of their lord, where he was lying unconscious in bed.
A moment later they arrived at the door; he dismissed the butler and kicked down the door.
*BOOM! THUD!
The heavy door flew open and fell on the ground.
He grabbed the man by his collar; he didn't care that he was unconscious; he would wake him up with his burning fist.
He doused his arms with fire and ice magic, and he began pummeling the man for him to wake up.
When he did, he was confused and couldn't do anything; on top of him was a visibly angry old man.
"YOU! YOU! DO YOU HAVE ANY FUCKING IDEA WHAT YOU HAVE DONE?!??!!"
"DO YOU HAVE NO FUCKING SHAME, BRAT!? AFTER EVERYTHING MY FAMILY HAS DONE FOR YOU! THIS IS HOW YOU REPAY ME!?!?"
"UNDER THE LAW I COULDN'T KILL YOU MYSELF, BUT PRAY TO WHATEVER FUCKING GOD YOU BELIEVE IN TO SHOW YOU MERCY!!! BECAUSE I HAVE NONE FOR YOU!!!"
Punch after punch battered him; he was left in a half-dead state, but the other man would pour over him a health potion to keep him alive.
Whatever form of resistance he wanted to do or rebut, this man atop him, he no longer cared.
The old man stopped punching him.
"BRING ME MY SWORD!"
A second later a guard came rushing inside with their lord's sword.
He drew his sword and raised it high, and a moment later it formed into a beautiful arc.
The slash came down powerfully, a clean cut, and Sam's legs were cut off from his body.
He was taken out of his daze; the pain came rushing back to him; he could only squeal like a pig being sent into slaughter.
"GUARDS, TAKE THIS MAN TO THE DUNGEONS AND TREAT HIS WOUNDS SO THAT HE MAY NOT DIE YET; HE WOULD HAVE TO PAY AND ANSWER WITH HIS CRIMES IN THE HIGH COURTS!!!"
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That scandal later was the talk of the town, and no matter how much they tried to cover it, people would talk, and rumors would spread far and wide.
Later that estate was burned to the ground; the noble family had fallen.
They took Elisa back with them to their estate.
While Sam was taken into the High Court that handles the issues of nobility, he was judged and found guilty.
But there must be an evil deity who took pity on him, as he wasn't executed; he was stripped of his nobility by Count Gremery and was kicked out of the county.
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He lived like a crippled beggar, and he was mocked everywhere he went.
And those who knew of him and his history would beat him almost to death.
But like a cursed parasite, he survived yet again and again, clinging onto life, crawling his way back again at the top!