*Othello. A famous man known not for his god like status but also known for his exploration and his treasures he had collected things from different realms and realities and kept things from almost every single one.*
*While more known as an explorer he is also a god of shadows and greed aswell as a ruler of hell since the system called for one. Although the fall of the royal court was fast and unknown he kept his rule of the hell running and now it has Flourishing cities and towns all because of his power and greatness!*
**Ebenezer just scoffs. Putting the newspaper down and going back to his office, thinking about the fact the man they see as a king only kept that title out of nothing but fear. It is true he was an explorer and kept as much as he could but it was never out of respect. It was just cause othello wanted what he couldnt have, jewels, riches, and live souls at one point. . . Then the last words gulliver said replayed in his head. "You're just like our father." It replayed over and over again.**
"*jesus christ.* Am i just like him?"
**he stayed silent for a moment as he began to be swallowed by the heart drop feeling and as fate would have it he was thrown into a flashback. Watching as his father abused ophilia. Screaming at her that she was no angel nor did she deserve to live. He couldnt help to feel like it was his fault for that happening.**
**Followed closely was the memory of his coronation. He remembered sitting at his mothers vanity, she never visited nor kept in touch but that day she visited and made sure he looked his best**
"mom- i mean. . . Mrs. Edolie. Why do i have to do this?"
**The woman stayed silent for a few seconds only to say**
"You signed the contract."
"I know but-"
"you signed it. You have no other choice, its your fault you got in this mess so you deal with it and stop being a brat"
**with that she had hit him using the back of the brush she had picked up. The last thing he remembered was his mother leaving the room mumbling something while he cried.**
**Only to realize he had been standing in the same spot for who knows how long he finally had gone into his office. Trying to distract himself from the things he remembered spite it playing in his head over and over as if it was a movie.**
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