Chapter -1
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The day of my eighteenth birthday was the day I left home. Well, not really, but I decided to leave on that day. My actual departure was a few days later.
It was the day I was officially announced an adult to society, so I had to hold a speech at the beginning. Leaving the formalities aside it sounded something like this :" I hope to be treated well in the adult world, such as I will try to be of as much use as possible. Please enjoy the festival to the fullest, as it is my honour to be your host."
Aside from those main points, there isn't really much I remember about it. Compared to the rest on that day it was insignificant. During the speech I saw both my father and my younger brother standing in a corner and bothering a maid.
I saw it from the beginning, where it only seemed to be unnecessary tasks - then followed by disrupting those and blaming her for it. My father was always the one to step it up, he was the first to push her around, he was the first to insult her and was the first one to molest her.
Christopher didn't seem too opposed, especially after he joined in. After my speech ended I walked up, trying to stop them. Right as she sunk down in the corner I interrupted them and got them to stop. The freezing glares they hit me with was nothing compared to the hatred I felt towards my father.
Surprisingly enough, it was only one year ago that he invested in more pools, better bathrooms in commoners homes and the marketplace extension. Nonetheless, he took the money back. His reason? Commoners don't deserve such luxury. The sudden change was associated with an illness at first, but he kept on with similar things for the entire year.
After actually deconstructing the pool, he changed the lawsuit for commoners. The new laws were awful, they were doomed to be poor on the day they were born in the 'wrong family'.
Basic human rights? Removed. Rights towards nobles, in any kind of way? Removed. Rights between each other? Changed, so nobles can interfere. Slavery? Added.
The lawsuit didn't leave commoners any rights to refuse nobles. Only commoners that had luck with nearby nobles could live on like before. Living in the royal capital was... Unlucky. Really unlucky.
Every noble around my father changed right with him. They walked across the market, just taking what they wanted. Who refuses got executed. Only one was brave enough to refuse after the first execution.
Klaus tried to stop him, he was a friend of my father before. If someone had the chance -
At that point, my thoughts were interrupted by my father pushing him away, asking the guards to execute him for speaking up to him without permission.
Unlikely enough, I got Gus to calm down and look away, instead of rushing in and dying the same death. This situation summarized the new lawsuit pretty well.
Back to my birthday. My father and Christopher left, while muttering something about another possibility. They didn't mention a name, but I wanted to stop them anyway. Unfortunately, I lost track of them and got held up by other nobles on the fest. Using my earlier made list of formalities, I get rid of them rather quick, but it still had to be three hours gone.
With a really bad feeling I started to rush through the castle, searching for my brother and my father. I check my fathers room first: empty. Then I rush to my old room, which is now Christophers room.
Even before entering it, I could already feel the enormous amount of despair coming from the inside. Right as two screams, one male and a female crossed I kick in the door.
What I see strikes me like a god forsaken lightning. My mind went completely blank for several seconds. My brother and a few guards were raping Marina, the scream came from her being cut. It looked like they were going for the whole three hours, probably with my father at the start.
I remember the male scream and spot Gus shackled at the other side of the room, throwing from side to side in his shackles, his blood flying around from the wounds he made. He looks at me with a sad face I recall in full vision. I will never forget that face. It was a face of a man done with the world, but he looked apologetic. Until he redirceted his eyes to my brother.
Gus eyes went red, black streaks started to move from his wounds and his skin started to turn purple and starts to bubble. The Gus I knew was gone, I noticed as he grew to about three meters of pure muscle. The shackles were ripped from the wall, dragging parts of the wall with them.
Seeing my best friend like this my shock goes over, anger starts to take over. A switch inside me was activated, giving the full control to something within me. As a spectator from the inside, I see myself decapitating the guards. One after another, the blood still pumped up through their throat it made a big mess, accompanied by gurgling sounds.
It made me want to throw up, but my anger and hatred were bigger. I took a look at Gus, holding my brother up into the air, hands on Christophers neck. After nodding I hear his neck snapping.
My anger lifted a bit, so I was able to think again. Gus sank down on the bed, next to his dead wife. Marina was the only one keeping him alive after Klaus was gone, so his despair was visible in a black cloud around him. After a few seconds of apologizing to her, he stands up looks at the ground right before me and asks me a favor. A simple one.
" Kill me please."
A few seonds of thinking with my eyes closed later, I take the sword... Sword? I guess it is one of the guards swords...
Gus already kneeled on the ground, waiting to be killed. Through the many books I read, I knew what he was. He turned into a demon. A demon begging for his death was the last thing I expected to ever see. With tears falling down my face, I lift my sword and take his head. The gargling sound from earlier hit me again, this time I threw up.
On the corpse of my dead, best friend. What a friend I am!
This picture, Christopher lying on the ground, only able to breath, five guards decapitated and a dead demon covered in blood and vomit, was the picture my father walked in on.
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The day of my eighteenth birthday was the day I left home. Well, not really, but I decided to leave on that day. My actual departure was a few days later.
It was the day I was officially announced an adult to society, so I had to hold a speech at the beginning. Leaving the formalities aside it sounded something like this :" I hope to be treated well in the adult world, such as I will try to be of as much use as possible. Please enjoy the festival to the fullest, as it is my honour to be your host."
Aside from those main points, there isn't really much I remember about it. Compared to the rest on that day it was insignificant. During the speech I saw both my father and my younger brother standing in a corner and bothering a maid.
I saw it from the beginning, where it only seemed to be unnecessary tasks - then followed by disrupting those and blaming her for it. My father was always the one to step it up, he was the first to push her around, he was the first to insult her and was the first one to molest her.
Christopher didn't seem too opposed, especially after he joined in. After my speech ended I walked up, trying to stop them. Right as she sunk down in the corner I interrupted them and got them to stop. The freezing glares they hit me with was nothing compared to the hatred I felt towards my father.
Surprisingly enough, it was only one year ago that he invested in more pools, better bathrooms in commoners homes and the marketplace extension. Nonetheless, he took the money back. His reason? Commoners don't deserve such luxury. The sudden change was associated with an illness at first, but he kept on with similar things for the entire year.
After actually deconstructing the pool, he changed the lawsuit for commoners. The new laws were awful, they were doomed to be poor on the day they were born in the 'wrong family'.
Basic human rights? Removed. Rights towards nobles, in any kind of way? Removed. Rights between each other? Changed, so nobles can interfere. Slavery? Added.
The lawsuit didn't leave commoners any rights to refuse nobles. Only commoners that had luck with nearby nobles could live on like before. Living in the royal capital was... Unlucky. Really unlucky.
Every noble around my father changed right with him. They walked across the market, just taking what they wanted. Who refuses got executed. Only one was brave enough to refuse after the first execution.
Klaus tried to stop him, he was a friend of my father before. If someone had the chance -
At that point, my thoughts were interrupted by my father pushing him away, asking the guards to execute him for speaking up to him without permission.
Unlikely enough, I got Gus to calm down and look away, instead of rushing in and dying the same death. This situation summarized the new lawsuit pretty well.
Back to my birthday. My father and Christopher left, while muttering something about another possibility. They didn't mention a name, but I wanted to stop them anyway. Unfortunately, I lost track of them and got held up by other nobles on the fest. Using my earlier made list of formalities, I get rid of them rather quick, but it still had to be three hours gone.
With a really bad feeling I started to rush through the castle, searching for my brother and my father. I check my fathers room first: empty. Then I rush to my old room, which is now Christophers room.
Even before entering it, I could already feel the enormous amount of despair coming from the inside. Right as two screams, one male and a female crossed I kick in the door.
What I see strikes me like a god forsaken lightning. My mind went completely blank for several seconds. My brother and a few guards were raping Marina, the scream came from her being cut. It looked like they were going for the whole three hours, probably with my father at the start.
I remember the male scream and spot Gus shackled at the other side of the room, throwing from side to side in his shackles, his blood flying around from the wounds he made. He looks at me with a sad face I recall in full vision. I will never forget that face. It was a face of a man done with the world, but he looked apologetic. Until he redirceted his eyes to my brother.
Gus eyes went red, black streaks started to move from his wounds and his skin started to turn purple and starts to bubble. The Gus I knew was gone, I noticed as he grew to about three meters of pure muscle. The shackles were ripped from the wall, dragging parts of the wall with them.
Seeing my best friend like this my shock goes over, anger starts to take over. A switch inside me was activated, giving the full control to something within me. As a spectator from the inside, I see myself decapitating the guards. One after another, the blood still pumped up through their throat it made a big mess, accompanied by gurgling sounds.
It made me want to throw up, but my anger and hatred were bigger. I took a look at Gus, holding my brother up into the air, hands on Christophers neck. After nodding I hear his neck snapping.
My anger lifted a bit, so I was able to think again. Gus sank down on the bed, next to his dead wife. Marina was the only one keeping him alive after Klaus was gone, so his despair was visible in a black cloud around him. After a few seconds of apologizing to her, he stands up looks at the ground right before me and asks me a favor. A simple one.
" Kill me please."
A few seonds of thinking with my eyes closed later, I take the sword... Sword? I guess it is one of the guards swords...
Gus already kneeled on the ground, waiting to be killed. Through the many books I read, I knew what he was. He turned into a demon. A demon begging for his death was the last thing I expected to ever see. With tears falling down my face, I lift my sword and take his head. The gargling sound from earlier hit me again, this time I threw up.
On the corpse of my dead, best friend. What a friend I am!
This picture, Christopher lying on the ground, only able to breath, five guards decapitated and a dead demon covered in blood and vomit, was the picture my father walked in on.
The day of my eighteenth birthday was the day I left home. Well, not really, but I decided to leave on that day. My actual departure was a few days later.It was the day I was officially announced an adult to society, so I had to hold a speech at the beginning. Leaving the formalities aside it sounded something like this :" I hope to be treated well in the adult world, such as I will try to be of as much use as possible. Please enjoy the festival to the fullest, as it is my honour to be your host."Aside from those main points, there isn't really much I remember about it. Compared to the rest on that day it was insignificant. During the speech I saw both my father and my younger brother standing in a corner and bothering a maid.I saw it from the beginning, where it only seemed to be unnecessary tasks - then followed by disrupting those and blaming her for it. My father was always the one to step it up, he was the first to push her around, he was the first to insult her and was the first one to molest her.Christopher didn't seem too opposed, especially after he joined in. After my speech ended I walked up, trying to stop them. Right as she sunk down in the corner I interrupted them and got them to stop. The freezing glares they hit me with was nothing compared to the hatred I felt towards my father.Surprisingly enough, it was only one year ago that he invested in more pools, better bathrooms in commoners homes and the marketplace extension. Nonetheless, he took the money back. His reason? Commoners don't deserve such luxury. The sudden change was associated with an illness at first, but he kept on with similar things for the entire year.After actually deconstructing the pool, he changed the lawsuit for commoners. The new laws were awful, they were doomed to be poor on the day they were born in the 'wrong family'.Basic human rights? Removed. Rights towards nobles, in any kind of way? Removed. Rights between each other? Changed, so nobles can interfere. Slavery? Added.The lawsuit didn't leave commoners any rights to refuse nobles. Only commoners that had luck with nearby nobles could live on like before. Living in the royal capital was... Unlucky. Really unlucky.Every noble around my father changed right with him. They walked across the market, just taking what they wanted. Who refuses got executed. Only one was brave enough to refuse after the first execution.Klaus tried to stop him, he was a friend of my father before. If someone had the chance -At that point, my thoughts were interrupted by my father pushing him away, asking the guards to execute him for speaking up to him without permission.Unlikely enough, I got Gus to calm down and look away, instead of rushing in and dying the same death. This situation summarized the new lawsuit pretty well.Back to my birthday. My father and Christopher left, while muttering something about another possibility. They didn't mention a name, but I wanted to stop them anyway. Unfortunately, I lost track of them and got held up by other nobles on the fest. Using my earlier made list of formalities, I get rid of them rather quick, but it still had to be three hours gone.With a really bad feeling I started to rush through the castle, searching for my brother and my father. I check my fathers room first: empty. Then I rush to my old room, which is now Christophers room.Even before entering it, I could already feel the enormous amount of despair coming from the inside. Right as two screams, one male and a female crossed I kick in the door.What I see strikes me like a god forsaken lightning. My mind went completely blank for several seconds. My brother and a few guards were raping Marina, the scream came from her being cut. It looked like they were going for the whole three hours, probably with my father at the start.I remember the male scream and spot Gus shackled at the other side of the room, throwing from side to side in his shackles, his blood flying around from the wounds he made. He looks at me with a sad face I recall in full vision. I will never forget that face. It was a face of a man done with the world, but he looked apologetic. Until he redirceted his eyes to my brother.Gus eyes went red, black streaks started to move from his wounds and his skin started to turn purple and starts to bubble. The Gus I knew was gone, I noticed as he grew to about three meters of pure muscle. The shackles were ripped from the wall, dragging parts of the wall with them.Seeing my best friend like this my shock goes over, anger starts to take over. A switch inside me was activated, giving the full control to something within me. As a spectator from the inside, I see myself decapitating the guards. One after another, the blood still pumped up through their throat it made a big mess, accompanied by gurgling sounds.It made me want to throw up, but my anger and hatred were bigger. I took a look at Gus, holding my brother up into the air, hands on Christophers neck. After nodding I hear his neck snapping.My anger lifted a bit, so I was able to think again. Gus sank down on the bed, next to his dead wife. Marina was the only one keeping him alive after Klaus was gone, so his despair was visible in a black cloud around him. After a few seconds of apologizing to her, he stands up looks at the ground right before me and asks me a favor. A simple one." Kill me please."A few seonds of thinking with my eyes closed later, I take the sword... Sword? I guess it is one of the guards swords...Gus already kneeled on the ground, waiting to be killed. Through the many books I read, I knew what he was. He turned into a demon. A demon begging for his death was the last thing I expected to ever see. With tears falling down my face, I lift my sword and take his head. The gargling sound from earlier hit me again, this time I threw up.On the corpse of my dead, best friend. What a friend I am!This picture, Christopher lying on the ground, only able to breath, five guards decapitated and a dead demon covered in blood and vomit, was the picture my father walked in on.
