He stands before me. In all his glory he stands the victor always the victor. My great lord. The one who saved me from the simplicity and the mundanity normalcy of life that was forced upon me by my parents. He is my great saviour and my true lord. He is the king of serpents.

He is grey

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Ancient times after the

rise of the red Queen.

Approximately: 34,000 years ago

Small city of Benaku

Long ago someone was born. This someone was born into a family that saw her as no more than a burden. 7 brothers 3 sister 1 Mother 8 possible father’s. Since birth she was alone in all places but one.

She lived in a big city in a bad time that people felt overwhelming obligated to inform you that it was a good time. A new belief and new temple under a new god had started recently as world saw its first ‘true’ society. As for what made it a true society and made all the others false no one could tell the girl but this society was special in one aspect.

That all things were run by the queen and nobody had the right to question her. She held absolute authority and even questioning her will was punished with death by beheading.

This Queen was known as the red Queen due to her bloody history of conquest against surrounding nations and the total control over all markets, institutions, education, religions and the of course magic was completely under her rule.

The occupation know as merchant was now that of a criminal and all business were government run and operated. Instead of merchants we had things called regulators that would provide the individuals the required items to both live and continue the employment on a day to day basis.

See all children at birth are taken to something called a soul stone where they are tested for magic potential.

Although there are sword uses at master at this time they pale in comparison to the things know as the kings of magic.

Stolen story; please report.

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“ Why the fuck were you born? Get the fuck out of my face”

A fist collides with the face of a girl… repeatedly a taller man looms over her as she is beaten in a back street yet the girl does not speak no back down however what the taller man presumes as rebellion is in truth the fact that the child is was knocked out cold after the first blow to her small and weak head.

It is unknown to both parties involved when the man discovered this or how many attacks her had landed on her before he saw his mistake and cast her aside into ankle thick mud but it is clear that the man had taken the time to evenly break and destroy both sides of her face until they were twisted and swollen remakes of what a humans should be.

Her crime the man own incompetence and previous violent outbursts due to a long lasting condition has lead the man to being unable to find employment in any occupation besides those that borderline slave labor with extreme back breaking manual labor of the mines. His final hope in that a lumberjack position was destroyed today due to his know and recorded disability that is in truth no more than a powerful lisp in his speech. The man's fears the mines because a magistrate once linked the creation of his weak lip mussels that may be caused by the toxic fumes in the mines but with having recently married he fears that his own son may too be punished by the sins of his father as he has.

So without the funds or opportunity to channel his emotions he has broken down in the streat and smash a small child's face in that he already feels no small amount of guilt to but fears his own actions more than the guilt can ever motivate his to apologise or seek forgiveness instead attempting to deny his actions faults and declare himself the side of righteousness for it was he who stop her who was in fact a pickpocket despite knowing full well that he has both no proof or evidence to say so.

The man leans over and grabs the girl and lifts her up. She is awakened by the action and scream and struggles using her small hand to push on the face of the man. He mind scattered and scared as only the pain of her face and her muffled voice are on her mind as a big and bulking stranger lifts her up and throws her over his shoulder. With every step her face packs and that is on top of the constant hunger pains that she fights on a daily basis. Her body bounces across his shoulder as he makes his way down the street and soon comes to a stop in front of the only building on this street that does not match the others around here in the government section of the city. The buildings in the living sector are different in shape and sized but.

A dull and annoyed voice call out to the man from inside “ Kidnapping is a crime you know.” The man huff and acts insulted well enough that even the man comes to believe his own lie. “ Officer this child tried to rob me. You speak of justice where is my justice.”

The officer comes forward and the girl is passed of onto him and the man steps back. “ Stealing is a crime. Hahahahaha so that means you have come to sell her to me since she is a criminal that means she loses her rights.” The man scuffles around he is clearly uncomfortable now. “ Well ok you will get extra rations for awh-“ “ How long si sir” the man hesitation is gone. Greed is a powerful motivator to a select few. To guilds some up high and other is drags through the mud. “ don’t know you fuck her face up pretty bad so I cannot give her to one of the child flesh lovers” the officer shakes his head half in disgust and half in humor to his own words. The girl quivers.

“sooo ahh yeah I can full the church quota I guess.” The officer says. “ You can’t” a barely audible voice escapes the cracks as a small line of blood trickles down from the left side of her mouth and eyes. Her face now shares it coloring with that of a beetroot. Again and again she repeatedly these words and the officer drags her arm towards a ball. “ Oh so she is the child of a hore. That makes things easier for us then.” Then man who is now in the background says “ Is that right” regrets already surfaced on his face. “ Yeah she has sold me a few of her kids in the past so it probably won’t matter ok then.” The officer walks back into the building her came from and returns with a collar he clips around the girls neck. “ Well then slave. Congratulations”

They didn’t know then but this had just doom the city and the lives of every in it including the girls family for this girl would come to be known as Kung, the hated.