A long time ago, a new star started to form, shaking everything in its wake.
It was a small star.
But from within such a minuscule star was an over-eager attitude, gentle to all those who deserved it, caring beyond all belief, loyal to a fault, stubborn as a mule and positively charming.
A vibrant fiery star that burned brighter than all those around it.
And from the tiny speck of light, formed a constellation.
Monoceros Caeli.
They had called it.
And from that constellation, a human boy was born.
And as fate would have it, the boy born on that special day, under such a bright star was destined for things far greater than fate itself would have ever known.
The human was born, a small warrior in the makings, from a big family in a small neighborhood against the sea, Morepesok.
He was everything the star was, but his smile could not bear to be compared to the delicate light that shone from the small speck in the sky, it was beyond that.
It was brighter, and so was he.
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Unfortunately for the star, fate was a cruel double-sided sword.
"GET OUT! Get the FUCK out!"
His father screamed, throwing the nearest vase he could get his hands on and throwing it at his head; a vase he narrowly avoided. It crashed on the wall, breaking into tiny shards which did not scar him at all, "No son of mine would ever be like that! What have you done with my son, you freak!"
It was to be expected, he had not expected his father to be able to face something as disgusting as him. He knew it was no good, he knew what to expect.
And yet, it still pained him.
He scrambled at the doorknob, holding a small pack at his side filled with just enough supplies to last him a couple of weeks in such a cruel cold winter. He hastily opened the door, feeling the icy air hit his face.
He glanced back at his father, drunk with rage, his face contorted with disgust. And yet, in his cold green eyes, he could see a small sting of disappointment and sorrow.
Sorrow at loosing his son, Ajax's heart ached and he clenched his teeth to prevent them from chattering. Whether it was from the temperature or the immense sadness he felt, he did not know.
He looked towards his mother, a small part of him wishing for the warm acceptance and welcome in her gentle amber eyes. But there was none of it seen in her frail body, as her face was hidden beneath her arms as she sobbed into them. The weight of the truth seemed to weigh down on her the greatest.
His siblings stood by the door to their bedroom, staring at him with confused expressions, a frightened look evident in the way they clung onto each other. They all knew they would no longer have their dependable older brother, the last one remaining, after all the rest had left home. He saw the way they were desperate for him to stay, but he couldn't.
What was done was done.
He could no longer look back, only forwards.
He bit back at the sting of guilt he felt, as he rushed out of the door and ran as fast as his dingy shoes could bear.
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