Warning: These Chapters will or may contain depictions of violence, strong language and adultery that may not be suitable for some readers.
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[In the past]
[Warm Hearts Graveyard. July 12, 2041.]
The sky is dark grey and it's raining heavily. A small child stands infront of a stone cross planted into the ground. A woman with blond hair was holding his hand. The location the two of them were was inside a graveyard.
A small van drives out of the graveyard leaving the two alone.
A villainous voice talks to the small boy, "Kekeke!".
The voice leaved a thrilling felling in the boys body.
"Your father.. is he dead?", the voice asked.
"Huh?", the small child questioned the voice.
"Is your father dead?", It asked once again.
"Yeah,.. he is dead", The boy answered.
While laugh the demonic voice chat, "Ahahahaha.. how pathetic".
"Pathetic.. how?", He asked.
"He was killed by a car wasn't he? That is a pretty pathetic way to die. I wonder if he went to hell", The voice taunt.
Tears started to form in the kids eyes. They flow down his face as a waterfall. The voice's words hit him in the heart.
With a unwavering voice, it replied, "Oh, I didn't meant for you to cry to little baby. Kekeke...".
Tears continue to run down the kids face, "Who are you? Why are you doing this?".
"Who am I? Well, maybe a demon, a reincarnation of your sins or something of your imagination. And why am I doing this. Because what can I do. Hahahaha", The being ended it's torture with a evil laugh.
The child turned his eyes behind and say something his little mind couldn't comprehend. It was pale, but faint version of him. Same looks and everything, only thing it didn't have color.
"What's.. your name?", The child asked.
The copycat was confused, "Why do you need that?".
"..I-I don't know", He answered.
"Hmph, Ezil", The voice said.
" What?", The boy was confused by it's response.
"..My name is Ezil", Ezil repeated.
The child is Ken, when he was younger and the world didn't transcend into chaos. Yet, that is.
The being that tormented Ken was something no one couldn't understand. It said things that he didn't know about. He mom told him about heaven, but she didn't say anything about hell.
A image flash pass Ken's eyes. A image of burnt down and over grown cities.
How was he able to foresee the future?
As Ken mind wondered though it's innocents; a faint voice called out for him.
"..Ken?", It was his mom.
"Ken are you alright?", With a worried, but calming voice she asked.
Ken mind was fixed back to his sad reality, "Yes mommy".
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