The Boy In The Shadows (OC Insert)

The boy, before the shadows.

Warnings: Really Edgy, contains brutality. And murder.
He wasn't an average kid even when he was alive. In his mid-Bronze Age City, he was a hated member of the royal family, and it was well known his mother was a witch who was seduced by the Devil. His mother always regretted her relationship with The Devil, but the thing she regretted most was our main character.

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He was simply performing his usual duties when he returned home to see his mother's cold look once again. However this time, something was off. Her face contained an unusual deep hatred at the sight of him.

"What's wrong mom? Did I forget something?" He asked,  forgetting the many 'statements' she had given him.

His mother responds: "How many times must I tell you? Don't call me mom!"  He flinches at the tone of her voice, it being sharp towards him.

"Sorry mother" He saw her face slack a little.

"And you did forget something: I told you to get lost!" She yelled, making him regret not doing so.

"The Guards said I shouldn't."  She tenses up at his response.

"What an excuse. Just go to school and get bullied already" She told him, always managing to hurt him with any words that come out of her mouth.

She knew that he was going to do exactly that, whether he liked it or not.

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At the school he was constantly bullied for his dark powers and despised for his unearned royalty.

"Heh. Just look at yourself! You deserve all of this." The bullies never stopped insisting, their words cutting through him like knives.

"Please, no more, the nurses aren't supposed to heal me anymore" The boy said, for he was scared that today would be the end.

"Well that's just too bad isn't it?" But, they had no intention of ever stopping the punches and kicks, which always caused him to bleed.

"What do you want? I'll give you anything!" He said, knowing that he'll even give away his claim to the throne to end any of his suffering.

"You already know what we want, Devil." He knew they wanted blood. He knew even more that they wanted his blood.

"Please, no! I don't want to die!" The boy said, terrified for his life.

"Then you shouldn't have been Born, should've you?" They said, for they held deep content for his unearned power.

Our "hero" proceeded to get beat to near death before the bullies got bored and left him alone, on the floor bleeding from small cuts on his body.

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He returned home to face an unearned beating once again. He would never forget this day, for it was the day he was killed for his claim to the throne.

"Why?" He cried simply after the beating was over, pain still tingling in his teenage body.

"Because I Hate you" answered the mother, her words stabbing the boy through the heart.