Whispers of the possessed boy [DISCONTINUED]

Hongjoong's story(Yeosang's Mother's and Hongjoong's POV)

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The following chapter contains various scenes of sexual assualt,blood,angst and satanism,I advise if you are sensitive please scroll through the chapter.Thank you.

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He's mother was forced into a marriage,his father was a cult leader,their cult believed in sacrificing a new born baby born 
on a new moon.Or anything to do with sacrificial meanings.

When he was born his mother was happy he was not born on a new moon.They stayed in a small village so getting anyone and everyone into their cult was easy.The villagers who weren't par of the cult and his own mother thought of him as Satan himself,he was pure evil.

Hongjoong was roughly 8 or 9,when his father tried sacrificing him to the person his followers worshipped,it was a full moon,they had kidnapped little Hongjoong 3 nights before and made sure he ate more than enough so his blood was sweet for their 'god' .He was so scared that he couldn't even sleep,he had lost his voice from screaming so much.

On the second night they had him covered in sheep and goat blood,having him get dunked and it thrown in it as they had started chanting.Hongjoong could only cry as his father tried to explain to him that when they do the final task tomorrow he will be seen as innocent and pure.

The final night came as they washed him in the cleanest water of the entire village,he was locked up in a room as he trembled waiting for his father to come,he was half asleep when his father came into the room,he started explaining to him what was about to happen and Hongjoong did not understand a single word.

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He cried silently his body in pain as he layed on the floor,naked covered in bruises,bites and scratch marks,he let out heavy breaths as the door slammed closed before being locked.

He felt dirty as scenes what had just happened flodded his brain,he was scratched his body until it bleed he was covered in semen and blood by the end of the night.He was raped more than 7 times in one night by different men.

It had infuriated him,he wanted to kill our hurt someone but did not know how he would do that,he was too weak to move and was shocked he had not died from what he had  experienced even though death would have been the best for him.

He layed there in the middle of the room not even bothering to put on any of his clothes,falling asleep as a tear escape his eye.

He woke up the next day in a room,his room,his mother walking into the room as she dropped the tray,running towards him as she cried.

He said or did nothing,he was scared,angry and sore,he knew his mother would always be the person who love him but his father,this was a new side of his father.

He looked at him mom a tear escaping as he finally let out a sob,his mom held him closely as she kissed his forehead,he couldn't even sit up and he was not going to try any time soon.

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Night came and he was asleep in his room,hearing a scream as he woke up,hearing his mother's pleads as she begged her husband not to hurt their child but take her instead of him his father didn't hesitate as he dragged her down the stairs,Hongjoong  could barely move but was worried for his mother's safety so he pulled all his strength and walked out of the house following his father who dragged his mother in the place he was in 2 night's ago.

He looked through the window as he saw his mother being thrown in the middle of a pentagram,candles lit and the people wearing cloaks.

They chanted loudly it gave him chills as he watched his father lift a dagger up,his mother looked at it before she smiled,accepting her fate as she fell limb,her body falling as blood trickled from her head.

Hongjoong felt sick to the stomach as his father moved to his mother's chest,shoving the sword into her chest before dragging it.

He fell back trying to lift himself up but he wasn't strong enough,his body shaked with anger and fear as they chanted louder,he felt tears rushing down his face as he eventually got up and ran into the house,grabbing some of his mother's clothes and a few of his fathers,he went into his room,locking the door before he sprinkled holy water near the door and tge windows.He was grateful he had his own bathroom too.

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He was now around 18/19 years old and his father still hasn't seen his son,he new he had to make a sacrifice again and he knew it was his son.

Hongjoong looked in the mirror before breaking it as he grabbed the biggest piece,he unlocked his door,grabbing his backpack as he looked for a pair of shoes from his father's room,he found the smallest pair putting the on as he walked down stair,noticing his father in the longue he walked into the longue.Grabbing his father's hair as he smile.

"Hail Satan".He whispered in his ear before shoving the broken mirror piece inside his father's throat.He grabbed his father's guns and some diesel pouring it over the house before lighting it up.

He walked towards the place where the worshippers stayed,locking the foor before he went on a shooting spree killing everyone in the small house,doing the same thing he did to the main house as he walked towards the town.

By the end of the day he had killed everyone and had blown up the 4 main gas stations,yet it still didn't feel like enough.

Walking through the woods as he sat down,his backpack had alot of weight and he was exhausted,he knew he couldnt sleep in the woods it was too dangerous so he pushed himself and he fell,coughing up blood he looked down at his chest,screaming not out of pain but anger as he was not ready to die,this couldn't be how he dies it surely could not,but he did die that day,well the sweet and kind Hongjoong.

The only thing he remembers seeing is that he was by some kind of trial and he spoke up saying his was not finished so the demons wondered wether they should let him live again or suffer for the massacre he caused.They let him live but as one of the seven deadly sins,Wrath,he still hasn't forgotten about his mother's dead or what his father did to him and he wasn't going to stop now,or in the future so he would rathsr suffer from memorues than die an unworthy death.