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Flames in light the castle of wellstong. Goblins yells are deafening.

Fairy's fly in pack, attacking wellstong solders that lonely roam the halls of the partially distorted castle.

Shattered glass and stained glass window peace's of the ball room of wellstong.

The queen pines her son down to the ground with a bloody heal.

She looks Disappointedly at the male under her foot.

"Earless and weak" she said eyeing the male struggling to get her foot off himself.

"Not to mention 'small'" she said kneeing him in his used to be muscular stomach "now you just skin and bones" she said rolling her foot over his boning chest, ribs almost cracking from the presser.

"Disgusting"

John grunted heavily.

"What have they don't to my strong elf"

She said kicking him in the 'ear'. It started to bleed.

John winced and let out an 'I'm in pain' chuckle weakly.

"Mother-"

"Don't call me that"

He shut up.

"I'm not the mother of an ear less...freak"

John fell silent, more silent then he ever was in his life.

His mothers ears twitched in annoyance.

She kicked him again, John stayed silent, taking it all.

"Boringggggg" his mother mumbled. She was being childish again.

"I h— you" John wispered only making half his sentience hear able as a another loud band came through some part of the castle string it to sherds.

The ground shook violently.

Arlo clashed with goblins outside using only a shield for a weapon, and single handily took down all of them quickly. 'No one ther to protect you'

"Your useless" his mother continue

The queen of wellstong got in a carriage calling for her son, and her elf 'son' but was pushed in the carriage for safety that soon took off in a rush. 'Protect the Queen'

"I wish you where never born, I wish you weren't my son" insults where shot at John over and over, his mother growing tired of the lack of emotions her son was giving.

And finally a undesirable bloody boy on the ground taking insults by his mother. The one who started a war on his loved one, the one he loved kingdom. 'No one cares to protect the undesirable'

John sighed, he was trying to stay cautions.

His vision blessed as his mother stomped on his noise.

She was gracefully cut. It was the last thing he saw.

Then everything went black.

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