Hello Everyone! Sorry for the short chapter but as I said I am busy with my studies at the moment. There might be changes in chapters as the story is still a work in progress. I'm thinking about raising Ceshur's age to 10 please write me your thoughts about the first 2 chapters and about this idea as they are the most important thing for me to improve my writing Also please inform me about any mistakes in words or tenses.

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Ceshur woke up with a throbbing pain on his face. As he realized that the wasn’t dreaming all this time anger surged through him once more reaching every bit of his body. He tried to yell for help  but he was unable to do so because of the filthy cloth piece that was put in his mouth as a gag. He finally came to his senses and realized that he was laid on the back of a horse with his face and legs facing the ground while both of his legs and arms were bound tight.

 He tried to locate his mother.The band of bandits were advancing slowly in the plains to a destination he didn’t know. Looking around,  he saw her on top of another horse lying in the same position as himself but the woman he found no longer looked like his beautiful mother. She looked broken. Her brown eyes which were once full of life and joy , were now empty. No hope, no anger, devoid of any feelings just staring at the plains with a blank impression on them. 

' I'll kill every single one of them for what they have done. Slowly...' he tought . His mind was not of a child's anymore. .

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 After a full day on the horse back the bandits were tired and decided to make camp  in the plains to make sure they wouldn’t get ambushed easily. 

"Captain i get that we could make some good money from selling the woman to a brothel but why keep the kid alive he's just an extra mouth to feed" a rather thin bandit with short dark hair asked his captain. He looked more like an errand boy rather than a bandit and he was the youngest of the bunch.

"Dont make me say this for the 3rd time Ethan. There's a pitlord up in the north of our location and that's where we are headed i heard that he pays good for children without anyone to ask  or  care about them. I think the freak is trying to raise his own battle-maniacs. An old friend of mine even got a silver for 2 promising kids.I don't think this slim kid would be worth more than 30 coppers but it's on our way to Elund anyway so there's nothing to lose and we can sell the woman to a brothel in Elund. Right now you are the only one looking like a mouth to feed for me. Make your ass usefull and set up some tents."

"Yes captain" Ethan said and left the captains side taking quick steps out of his fear to be seen as useless.

Ceshur heard this little conversation while eavesdropping. It was the second big shock in the last 2 days for the kid. He had his doubts about his own survival since he had no use to them but these news were far more worse than death. He had heard about them from his father. The pits and the pitlords. These cruel men were the overlords of the underground life in the kingdom and their pits were places where pain, blood and death ran rampant but he had never heard about one of them raising any childs. He could only imagine what horrors they would have to endure under a man like that. 

His toughts about his own survival became obsolete with the captains next words.

"Thalka get the woman to my tent i would need some company while I'm resting wont I?"

His tired face now had a despicable grin on it.

"Mmmmmhmh!"

     His long silent mother started shivering and muttering. She was desperately trying to scream. As he saw the man named Thalka coming near his mother and knowing what would happen to her again

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'No no no dont you dare touch her!' He tried to say his toughts but they only translated into meaningless grunts. 

'Fuck the gods every one of them '

'Fuck Ilahtia for the destiny she chose for me'

'Where are you when we need you the most? You do not exist. I dont want to believe such merciless gods exist.'

'Ahah you... I like your spirits.' What do you want? power? Women? Money? Name your desire and I shall grant it to you.'

Ceshur was at a loss for words as he heard a  voice reach out to him from the very depths of his soul.

'Who are you' he talked to himself in his mind.

'That is a question for another day I dont think the lady has any more time boy. Name your choice and i shall have it but remember this:

There will be consequences and a price to pay'

Ceshur didnt need to think about the choice. He wanted power. Power to protect. Power to prevent situations like these from happening. Power to punish, to torment.

'I want power' he said talking to himself once more.

'Then you shall have it' 

Warmness started to engulf him. At first it was a pleasant one. A kind gesture from a mysterious voice.

Then it came. The pain. What a pain that was. Shattering him into pieces consuming him bit by bit. He wanted to scream so bad. He wanted to end the evergrowing pain. But he was unable to move, scream or even blink.

 It was like the world had stopped moving but in reality it wasnt like that. He could tell because the man named Thalka was still dragging her mother to a nearby tent. While he was looking at them an incredible pain spiked through his left eye.

Almost making him lose his consciousness. As he was finally able to close his eyes and move he unleashed a scream out of pain.The gag flew out from his mouth from the pressure.

"AAAAAAAAAAH"

His voice was not his anymore it was more of a creature, a voice that harbored doom for everyone nearby.

Every bandit around him had closed their ears to protect them from the loud scream a scream that would rip their eardrums apart if they had not done this.

As he felt his skin changing, his bones fracturing and breaking apart only to be set once more in a different design a design that belonged to no human.

'There you have it boy, your power...Ah, and entertain me a little would you? It’s been a long time since i had some fun. Ahaha..' a voice and the laugh that could only belong to a mad man echoed through his mind as he lost his mind to the creature.