The darkness was overbearing for him, yet he was used to it. His father told him to stay here till he had proved that he was strong enough to be his father's son.
The wet ground made him cold as he tried to cover his little body. Drops of water dropped down as he sat there shivering.
He never knew why his father treated him like this. Why? Because he didn't have a mother? Or was it because he was made from the devil?
Tries streamed down his cold face, as his throat was so parched that he wanted to even just drink these tears. His mind was clouded as his grey-black hair was shrivelled over his face like how pieces of cloth were. His copper rose eyes looked so empty yet so filled with tears.
He got as he wiped off his tears, he always questioned why was he born. His father didn't like him, he had no mother, just only himself. He was abandoned and left alone to live like a beast.
His heart which has been yearning for love for so long was dying or maybe had already died. His worn-out shirt, brought in the cold to his body yet it didn't face him. He was already cold inside, no difference in being cold outside too.
He once wished for 'mom' and 'dad' but there exists no such thing,
his stomach rumbled as his hunger was untouched by food, he didn't even remember if he needed it or not, it's been so long.
He looked around himself to see nothing but darkness, the thing which made him, Miasma. It's always like this, dark and damp that now he is used to this hell.
He walked down the steps to the broken mirror on the wall, he glanced at himself. He noticed the tear stains on his face, his expression which was neutral turned to disgust as he wiped away the tear stains. He whispers to himself, "Never ever"
If previously someone had asked him if he wanted to meet his mother or want her, he would have said yes but now? He doesn't exist so a mother doesn't exist too, he only needs himself and himself.
No one can save him except Kino, with that he smiled in the mirror as he brushed away his messy hair. He spoke,
"Father, I would make you proud", he whispered to himself as he looked at the wounds on his hands and chuckled.
He spoke to himself again, "I and only I will be the one at the top! The Almighty and I shall kill all who come in my path!"
The little boy, only 13 years old, looked so broken at that time, as he maniacally laughed to himself with so much hurt.
His laugh covered the dark space with nothing but a broken boy's sorrows.
To be continued....
This was a reflection of Kino's past, in the game or you could say anime. well, see you next update.~(˘▾˘~)
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