Silalynn Silva, the 4th child of the Royal House of Silva. She was given a perfect life from the start since she was born as royalty, at least that's what most people think.
Born with a incurable sickness, Silalynn has a physically weak body which m...
This is now the daily life of Silalynn Silva, a Royal turned Prisoner. The 15 year old girl was brought here 2 months ago, and despite how short of a time it was she had accepted the situation and gotten used her new daily routine
This place was hell, anyone could see that the moment they stepped in. This place...it was created to give a someone a devil for some purpose that Silalynn just couldn't figure out. But in order to give someone a devil they had to make contracts, and to make contracts they had to defeat the devil in a battle, meaning they had to get stronger.
Children were forced to fight against each other, and if you lost, you're as good as dead if not already dead. This is done in order to train their strength against other opponents. The Silva prodigy remembers the first time she went against another person. They were a commoner, male, looked to be about 9, and had a Crystal Magic affinity. He was stubborn but easy to defeat, her being a royal came in handy around this place.
"Sickening" that's what Silalynn felt every time she fought someone. Even though they were commoners and there were a few (rare) nobles, and they were all beneath her, she couldn't help but feel sorry for them. They were children and most of all human, they didn't deserve this.
"I'm royalty damn it!" Silalynn groaned inside her sleeping quarters, well more like a prison cell. "What did I do to live through this...no, what did any of these kids do?..." almost everyone at that hell hole was younger than her, ages ranging from 6-15. The 4th Silva shutters as a thought comes across her mind.
"Everyone here, has either killed or been killed"
This was a reminder to her of the reality she's living and that she can't escape. She hugged her knees into her chest and rested her head on them. Silalynn gulped, "I'm a murderer, actually I'm even lower than a murderer, I killed a mere defenseless child" her pink and purple eyes shut as she recalled how a week ago she had even killed a kid. "N-none of us deserve this, no o-one here should have to suffer or die" her voice broke as salty rivers fell from her eyes.
"No one.."
Blood stained the floors on her cell soon after. If she didnt die from battle than her body would become weak enough and then someone would kill her.
