Zero

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"Come here child." Death spoke.

The mother clenched her child closer.

Thump Thump Thump

The sound of her heart beating filled the child with hope.

Death walked up to the mother, whose face was drenched in sweat, her toddler maintained a straight face, but couldn't fight back tears.

With  every step that Death took, the trees and flowers began to wilt and perish.

"It was a deal, no?" Death said, stretching a bony finger to the child.

"NO!" the mother screamed, falling to the floor in sobs. "Please, anything but this," she wept, looking up at deaths skeletal face.

And in an instant Death smirked upon her sorrow.

"I am afraid, it doesn't work like that my dear."

Frozen in fear, she coud only process the horrified look on her child's face as Death touched the brim of her nose with his pointer finger slightly.

Instantly, her skin became wrinkled, festering with maggots, she thinned and thinned and thinned, while her child screamed, clawing at Death to make it stop.

There, where the child's mother once stood begging, lay a pile of ash.

Death turned his head to the child that was now in his possession.

He had witnessed an unthinkable act made by Death himself, and now his hair and skin was a pure white.

"Why?" he sobbed, his eyes red from crying.

"It is the game of life, my child.

Death walked towards the boy huddled by the tree stump, life restoring to the plants, and placed his bony palm on the boys head.

"Forget."

With that simple word, the boy forgot everything, his mother, his friend, his family. All was gone, but he fought for one memory.

"Forget." Death said aggressively, tightening his palm which sat  upon the boy's head.

The boy could do nothing against Death's powers, and slowly the face he had grown to protect and love was nothing but a stranger.

The boy grew stiff and lay in a pillow of dead grass, his eyes wide open looking up at the dark sky.

"Zero. Your name is Zero." Death said, softly.

Zero's eyes flashed and his once vibrant hazel eyes grew to a red tone.

"Yes, master." he spoke.

"Not master, Death said. I am your father,"

(weird categories, not sure which it falls under .-.)

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