The redhead was terrified, his own father was in front of him. The boy was trembling at the sight of his abuser.
"son, are you okay?"
The count asked as if he had forgotten everything he had done to the child.
"I'm fine, I'm just cold, it's autumn after all"
He said trying not to stammer.
The father had never called him son after Jour's death saying that he was not his son and was just a monster.
I have to get out of here as soon as possible!
The boy was on the verge of tears and was struggling to breathe.
He excused himself and ran off to his room as fast as he could.
He couldn't breathe but just then a familiar voice spoke.
-Breathe in and out slowly. Tell me, do you hear my voice?
The little boy who couldn't speak nodded at the god's words starting to calm down.
-good, now tell me who did this to you?
The redhead's pupils begin to shake at the thought of what just happened and past events.
He couldn't speak, he wanted someone to hug and comfort him, he wanted someone to tell him that everything was fine and he didn't have to worry about anything.
Just then a purple portal opened in front of Cale and Azrael came out and immediately ran to embrace the young man.
-calm down, I made sure that no one can hear us and I hid my presence. It's ok to cry
At those words the young man could not hold back any longer and burst into tears in the arms of the god of death.
Cale wept until his energy was exhausted and being that he was still a child it didn't take long. The god took the young man in his arms and then laid him on his bed and disappeared into the portal.
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The child of a god
FanfictionCale's mother died when he was 8 and a part of him had died with her. He was so destroyed that tears could not fall from his eyes on the day of the funeral People began to think that he was a monster for not crying at his mother's funeral and for th...
