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❝ 𝘚𝘰... 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨... ❞

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"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" The slutty prostitute that dared to call herself the wife of Scar's father screamed, as she slammed the man face leaving a red mark. "You're a useless nobody! A mistake left to rot! No one else would love you!" She hissed out, as she slammed a bottle of whatever alcohol she got herself drunk on to the side of his head.

The glass shattered, some of it cutting into the back of his head as he stumbled back and fell to his knees. "Please, honey, I-Im sorry, I-"

Why was she so mad? He was talking to another girl at the flower shop, and immediately assumed he was cheating on her. However, he was actually just buying flowers from a friend he knew in his childhood. Way to put the ass in assume, huh?

Little Scar, 7 years of age, couldn't watch the scene unfold. Peeping from up the stairs. When the husband couldn't take the beating, she took it out on the 'mistake of a child'. They weren't even related, Scar's real mother was accused of witchcraft and burned at the stake. Burned at the stake as him and his father watched in horror. Some slutty prostitutes, who, surprise surprise, were friends of the man's current 'wife' had accused her. They said they put the man and child under a spell to love her, and how she praised satan and all. Of course, the wife was innocent, but they didn't listen.

The world takes away the brightest stars in the sky, and laughs as the unfortunate suffer.

Back to the current topic, the current wife of the man sneered as she grabbed a cigarette. Lighting it up, she poked it into his skin. The damn thing burning as he cried out.

"Leave him alone!" Young Scar screamed out, as he pulled out a makeshift hunting knife he had to cut her arm. She growled in pain, before yelling profanities at him and slamming the child at the wall. The woman proceeded to scream back at the father of how he was horrible at raising his own child, how spoiled Scar was, and how much a mistake they made when he was born. How much of a bratty, demon child he was.

Scar bit down on the woman's hand, as she screamed. She kicked the child in the stomach and ran away.

Leaving the man and child alone.

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The prostitute came back, telling lies to the authorities about how the man abused her and even going into horrid accusations of harassment and rape. She talked about how the father failed to raise his child, neglecting him to the point that they lashed out at her. The father tried to counter back, but the authorities didn't believe him. After all, how could a full grown man let himself get hurt by a weak, smaller woman?

Even though his scars and wounds pointed other wise, he was thrown in jail. His company was lent down to his son, in the father's will. The woman got angered at this, complaining about how she was the wife and he was just a mere child. She should at least advise his decisions.

However, Scar ran away. Later learning his father killed himself in prison, he tried to move on. Joining Cub, they continued on his father's legacy. Concorp. To remember him, and honor him. To start anew.

However, Scar couldn't move on.

He was angry.