Remnant has it's fair share of Secrets, some larger than others. However, on secret is only known by those who pay close enough attention to every detail that has occurred and is occurring, or those born with unique attributes. But then there is the special case of someone being in the wrong place at the wrong time.
(This is you, just with ears and stripes visible. Your 8) Your P.O.V
Tristram Oprhanage. On the outside the building looks normal, with children coming and going every now and again. But if you were to delve deeper, it is full of neglect and disorder. All this is focused onto me, Dialon. All this because I'm a faunas. At the beginning, they cared for me and even showed intrigue into my faunas traits, but now it is pure disgust or neglect. Except for one, but I'll get to that.
They moved me from an actual bedroom into the old abandoned library/study. They at least put a bed in their so i'm at least grateful for that. I'm still fed, but not as much. Overall, i get treated like crap here. However there is a positive to this, Books... and the fact that my room has a functioning lock that only I have the key to, but mainly the books. I get all the old books which I thoroughly enjoy reading through. Most of them tell tales of creatures stronger than The Grimm that once walked on this land amongst us like Angels, Demons and everything between.
One of my favourites tells the origins of The Seven Great Evils. Yeah sounds ominous and dark but actually despite their namesake they aided humanity. Granted destruction and chaos ensued but at least they tried unlike the Angels. But I'm not in my room. Right now I'm in the backyard getting some fresh air as they nailed in my window. The peace helps calm my nerves as I look around. Eventually I find a nice looking rock.
It's black in it's colour but periodically it pulls with a red glow. The stone also emits a black smoke as it lay in my hand. Looking at it the stone looks broken as the edges are rough to look like it was broken by a hammer or was dropped. I grab the stone and take it back to my room.
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(This is the stone)
I enter my room and place the stone on my desk as I grab on of the books that I have been reading lately. Then one of the kids come up. "Hey Dialon." I hear said at my door and I see the only person I can trust here. Cinder. She is the only one who doesn't neglect or hurt me and actually wants to help me while she may be older than me by a 3-4 years, she thinks of me as the mature one. "Hi Cinder, what is it." I say as I close my book. "I've been told to come get you, your wanted downstairs." She says and I nod. As I go to the door she grabs my hand. "Please be careful," she says and I nod.
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I go downstairs that the caretaker is looking at a paper with disgust. "Ma'am, you called me." I said and she then turns to look at me. "Yes, it has come to my attention that the atmosphere in the orphanage is quite hostile. I wish to make it so people can come hear and feel welcomed." She says but the look on her face indicates otherwise. "Where do I come into this." I ask as she picks up the paper. She hands it to me and I look at it perplexed. 'An Adoption form' I say to myself as I read further. I see it is for me and I get excited but then she takes it back.
"You see, I have reason to believe that this atmosphere occurred shortly after you arrived, so I have decided to be rid of you." She says and I look at her shocked. "W-What?" I say trying to hold back tears. "You have 1 hour to pack your stuff and leave. This form indicated you are no longer under my custody. So go" She says and glares at me and I slowly go back upstairs.
When I reach 'my' room, I see Cinder there looking worried. "Dialon what happened." She asks as tears begin to leak out. "I'm getting kicked out" I say through ragged breathing. She looks shocked and then hugs me. "When?" She asks as I wipe my eyes. "I have 1 hour to pack my stuff and go." I say and she gasps, tears threatening to leak out her eyes. "I need to hurry, Thanks Cinder." I say and enter my room to pack.
It didn't take long but I took liberty and decided to take 4 books with me. I look at the stone and pick it up. I look out the window and fear begins to creep into my system. "Why, why does it have to be like this." I say as I clench the crystal harder. Then it glows a deep red and I can hear a demonic voice. "It seems I have been awoken by a child, how amusing". I stand still and look around. "Who's there." I ask and the voice calls out again. " I am in your hand boy, what you hold is a fragment of The Black Soulstone." It says and my eyes widen. "Wait, the. That means your one of the great evils." I say with a mix of fear and excitement.
"Yes boy, more importantly You Hold the Strongest of them All. DIABLO THE LORD OF TERROR!!!" The demon bellows and I nearly drop the shard. "Why are you here" I ask and he grunts. "You know of my past if you know who I am, The wretched queen of The Grimm Salem tricked me and my brothers into being trapped in this wretched shard, but now an opportunity for both of us presents itself." Diablo says and I raise my eyebrow. "What opportunity... you're not thinking of transferring your soul into me." I say with fear in my voice as Diablo bellows. "It seems you are smarter than you let on, yes I shall merge our souls together. You shall become the New Lord of Terror." He says and my eyes widen further.
"Wait, what do I get out of this." I say and he laughs in response. "Mephisto will like you, I can give you a chance to fight for yourself and protect that which you care for from Salem's grasp." He says and I see images of Cinder dead in front of a dark cloaked figure. My resolves steels and nod my head. "Alright Diablo, do it." I say and he laughs once more. Then I feel massive amounts of power enter me as my faunas traits react, my stripes become jagged whilst glowing a crimson hue and my ears and tail look roughed up a bit. I look in the mirror and see my eyes going from their natural green to a deep crimson. I let out a small chuckle as all my fear now strengthens me. I grab my bag and go for the window.
Using all the strength I can I force the window open, ripping out the nails and climb out. I begin to walk away with one thought in my head. 'Get ready Remnant, The Lord of Terror has Returned'
