(THY) ~ Denied ~

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Roman POV

My brother is a piebald. Later it was mixed with vitiligo. Our dad hated him to the guts because he was a weak guy. Our mom loved him to death- so our dad killed our mom.

It all started when me and my brother opened up our eyes.

King Raja: The orange one will be named Roman, meaning strong and powerful. He will be the king of the Out Lands!

Queen Regina: What about the other one? You shan't forget him.

King Raja: Yes, the other one... he will be named "Varian" meaning Variable. He is sickly, and weak. 

Queen Regina: You mustn't say that about an infant!

King Raja: I can say whatever I want to say! He has no use in the Circle of Life whatsoever therefore I must-

Queen Regina: NO!!

There, right there and now, our father killed our mother right in front of our eyes. I started to cry, while Varian crawling over to our deceased mom for milk still thinking she can produce, until our father stepped on his tail, and unleashed his claws on it.

King Raja: You are so weak.

Varian started crying too, as the Out Lands were filled with wails and cries. Our father comforted only me, and left Varian crying out in the rain, without no food or water.

That was the start of it all.

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