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What would you do, if you're entire world crumbled before you?

As you are forced to watch the few people you love get mutilated and raped by creatures of unknown origin.

Pain, suffering, depression none of these feelings can even compare to how you would feel.

Watching the scene unfold through the eyes of his human counterpart, he stopped to think about his own emotions. He wasn't really sure about how he felt and struggled to sort through his feelings. He was too distracted by lustful moans of pleasure filtering through his human alter-ego. Taking a deep breath, he could smell the thick, salty musk through the humans nose. Feeling the dirt crumble through their fingers as his counterpart tried to get up, their rage merged. A dagger through the knee had incapacitated them and whilst the human was enraged at his inability to help his loved ones, he was enraged at the fact somebody had dared to stab him.

Now, I suppose we should consider how he got to this point in life. It began on one miserable morning at his 5th 'birthday'. 'He' was a young child at the time when he began to realise unusal things; unlike his average human counterpart. (Yes, this gives away of what racial descent he was.) The child was sitting at masterfully crafted oak table which belonged to his 'Father'. As he was of noble descent but of course the poor child was a love child from an affair; thus the boy was beaten even on his fifth birthday by his half brother who was several years older. The boy was always depised by his older half brother for reasons the boy would never understand until he reached a certain age. On the other hand nor shall you know until it has reached that time.

The boy only received one gift from his relatives that day and it was a book known as "The threads of a stentient body". A rare book written by an Elven Druid, long forgotten by humans and barely remembered by his or her own kind. This boy opened the book and on the first page was a note saying "Dear Ascalon, my son I brought this book in memory of your mother's hobbies... Enjoy it and cherish it as she would have wanted to teach you such things. From, your Father... Count M. Vesalius".

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Thus the boy had aquired a sentimental note from his Father and a book in memory of his long deceased Mother. But his older sibling wasn't fond of him and believed the child needed to be "disciplined " to make sure that he doesn't dare to attempt at claiming the family title. So he calmly walked towards the boy and put a fake smile upon his clown like face. Once, he had reached his little brother (half brother) he tapped placed his left palm on the boy's left shoulder and gazed into his eyes. Then he spoke "Oh Ascalon my dearest sibling it is time, for your present from me... So come let us make haste so you can see it."

Of course, this was a lie made to trick the boy into succumbing to his brothers brutish rule.

Anyway, Ascalon (the boy who is often reffered to as he) something unbelievable happened to him. Or atleast the boy found unbelievable due to his naive childish ways... His older brother, he took Ascalon with him in order to collect his "gift" for him. However as they began to walk, they reached a corridor. which Ascalon was unfamiliar with. But his brother carried on and began to descent stairs that were covered in dust and a few drops of red liquid, constrasting against the pure. white marble steps. Once they had reached the bottom of the stair case, Ascalon's older brother pushed open the an old door. Then, when the door was opened he turned around and smiled but when he smiled blood dripped from his mouth were the child, forced his smile that much. Suddenly he reached out and grabbed his younger brother pulling him towards him. And once he had Ascalon he took him into the chamber.

Then his brother began to torment the Ascalon in a chamber hidden within the darkest and deepest shadow where no sane human dares to enter as if they were a whimsical cat. But the boy was dragged into such a place and as the boy was tormented he began to feel. Feel the darkest and deepest hatred for his sibling; as this feeling developed after budding the boy began to scream put of hatred as loudly as he could. Gradually over time the boy's hatred subsided and he noticed a dark black thread linked from the palm of his hand to a decaying corpse; whose chest cabinet fell apart as maggots could be seen festering and devouring the flesh slowly but surely.

The boy, pulled upon the thread and pressed all of his hatred into his thoughts wishing to cause pain to his sibling.

When, suddenly the corpse began to rise...