Mr.Brando

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He awakens from his coffin of pure darkness & hatred.
He feels power.
He wants blood drawn on his skin.
He feels immortal.
His name is forbidden.
He is...

CHAPTER ONE - Mr.Brando

"Wake up my dear boy" I heard his voice, he sounds familiar.

I wake up in his coffin as a 10 year old boy "what is it father." I lifted
The coffin up gently as if it were a feather.

"I brought you something, my dear boy" he spoke in the most gentle voice,
With a low pitch of a sound, he was irresistible in his own ways, he was
tempting to worship him and he hasn't shown his body yet.

I open my eyes to see clearly yet fog and darkness surrounds me,
"Where are you father?" I felt a cold hand lay on both of my shoulders
From behind me, I look back like I seen a ghost.

He wrapped his arms around me and lays his mouth near my ear,
"Are you hungry my dear Giorno."

I nod and let him touch me with trust.

He unwrapped one arm from me and grabbed the limb of a human
From behind him, he wrapped his arm back around my neck and fed
Me the limb softly letting me eat the flesh even though I am still
Human.

"Do you like it, Giorno?" His voice whispered in my ear with a soft
Grumble, he wiped the blood off my lips as I ate the fleshly limb
Raw.

I nodded gratefully not knowing the knowledge of what I consumed.

He whispered in my ear "Giorno, remember Mr.Brando, remember
That name." He cut his wrist and let me drink his blood "you
Are my son."

I drank the blood and fell back to sleep, laying in my coffin that
Was once Mr.Brando's, I will never forget that name. The name
Of my father who turned me into this monster.

[NEXT CHAPTER TWO - MR.GIOVANNA]
[TIMELINE - 2001]

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