The sound of screaming filled my ears like music. Hand and hand with my twin brother. While in the other hand was our samerai swords dripping with blood. The smell of burning houses and corpses traveled through the air. The villagers got what they deserved. Especially our one and only parents.
(Flashback)
"YOU TWO ARE WORTHLESS AND I REGET HAVING YOU" mom screamed. She yanked me and my brothers arms towards the cage that we practically love in. When people came to visit they would throw things at us.
"Hey look it's the worthless twins let's throw rocks at them, I don't see why you keep them alive martha" one of the villagers call out.
(End of flashback)
Our parents got ten times the pain that the villagers got for making our lies a living hell. We tourchered them till they begged us to stop, no matter how much they pleaded for their lives we didn't stop. Once they finally stopped moving we burned their bodies.
