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I wasn't feeling regretful, I wasn't feeling sorrowful either. In fact, I wasn't feeling anything at all. My hands would soon be covered in their blood, and no matter how deep I dug, I couldn't find it within myself to care. They deserved this. They all deserved this for how they treated me like I was nothing but dirt beneath their feet, for how they treated me like I would never be as good enough as them. How I would never be as good enough as my picture perfect brothers. They got everything they ever wanted, and me? Well, all I got was the scraps of what they no longer wanted or needed. I didn't have a nice room as they did, mine was small with drab gray walls, one bookshelf, a small single bed with black pillows and black sheets, and no windows.
While they were out doing their princely duties as someone of royal blood does, I was in my room reading, hoping they would come back to get me and let me join them, but no one ever came. I guess you could say they were ashamed of me, I mean, after all, I was adopted from an orphanage and I don't have magic like they do. To them, I'm nothing but a commoner who will never be good enough to meet our parent's standards. So one day when I'd finally had enough of being treated like I was some nobody, when I had had enough of being told I would never amount to anything, I snapped. I vowed that I would one day get my revenge, that I would be someone in this cruel cold world. I vowed that I would prove them all wrong, and make them suffer while doing so. From that day on, I started plotting how and when my revenge would take form. I plotted how I would cause them as much pain and suffering they put me through. Granted it took me five years, but now I have the perfect plan. After five very long years, I can finally get my revenge and see them all suffer. I'm going to take their perfect little world and watch it burn.
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