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It was so easy to pretend. To act like everything was normal. To act like his family was truly his family.
The beams of the crescent moon illuminated the silk of the spider webs, creating a source of light in the pitch Black Forest in the mountains.
With his back turned and his face staring into the rivers below him, Rui was reminded of everything he lost. It was a painful, painful mirror image. It made him furious, it made him want to tear himself in half and never look at what he had become ever again, but then again he realized a little too late that he didn't want to move.
This was a punishment. He deserved this - every second of this - for killing his parents. His mother, warmth and kindness, was now a distant memory. A memory he clung to every moment of the day. Every second that passed in his never ending lifespan.
"I'm sorry I wasn't able to give you a healthy body."
They wanted to kill Rui and follow him into the afterlife. Had they done so, he wouldn't have become a monster. But that was not the role of a parent. The role of a parent was to protect, not harm. They tried to kill their own flesh and blood, just for not accepting what he had truly become.
Such a memory left him racked with an overwhelming mix of emotions. Why? Why did they try to kill their own son? Why did he have to resort to killing them on the spot? They probably never cared about him in the first place. That's probably why it was so easy for his father to approach him with that blade, so easy to hold the knife over his head and prepare to take his own son's life.
"Rui?" A soft, gentle voice began hesitantly. It was almost like a harp, so serene and recused that one wrong move would have it bent with sorrow and fear. His pretend mother.
The overwhelming sorrow was filled with an overwhelming amount of rage. He didn't even turn around to face her, just merely kept his back towards her.
"What it is you want, mother?" Every word was laced with a threat, cool and collected in a way he knew she would flinch away from. She was so weak. The worst at playing her role as the mother.
"Son . . . I was simply coming to inform you that dinner is prepar—"
He cut her off with a slash to her face, taking reverence in her scream as he retracted the spider webs back to his hands. His eyes were ablaze, nostrils flaring and fists clenched at his side.
His pretend mother pressed a hand to her face and sobbed, feeling it sticky with blood as she began to apologize over and over again. She was so weak. Disgusting. The opposite of what he needed for a mother. A mother was to be firm, protective. Not a cowering useless wench.
"Leave me," He sneered at her with no emotion other than rage. He was so angry for no reason. Taking it out on her was the best option. "I will join you and our family in moments."
She wouldn't stop crying as she limped away, hand pressed firmly against the side of her face. Even the very sight of it caused Rui to bristle even more. He should burn her. Get rid of her and find a different demon who would suit the mother role. Then again, she's been here for a while. She knows his expectations. To find another would be tiresome.
So the only option left was to pretend. Pretend to care about his fake family. Pretend to care that everything was normal. Pretend to care until the day he died. He would go to hell for sure. Maybe there he would finally find what he was looking for. One never knew when it came to the threads of the spiders.
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A/N: I apologize if this had thirty thousand spelling errors.
