He stood in front of a steel plated gate, spikes covered the tops of the walls like an impenetrable fortress not even a giant can crawl across.

Neila raised his hand, slowly walking towards the gate, the gate immediately heated up, slowly burning through the steel plated walls.

A large building stood in front of him, large humans stood in front of the door, buff guards with steel gauntlets.

The grass rustled underneath his feet, he walked towards the large house, fit for a president of a nation.

Large trees surrounded him like a forest, apples hung down, it was his favorite fruit.

A man with broad shoulders came out of the wooden door, his dark eyes that were similar to Neila’s.

“You didn’t have to do that you know”?

“What do you want”.

“Neila, I want you to return back to our family”.

“Hell no”.

After everything he had put Neila through, he wasn’t coming back, Neila even changed his legal name. He never wanted any association with his family.

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“Your sister now has cancer! You’re the only one in the bloodline that can carry the family”!!

“I’m not carrying shit, I don’t even want to part of your stupid ass family anymore”.

“Its not like you have a choice”.

“What are you going to do about it huh”?

Neila’s heart sank, a familiar feeling he felt within his chest.

A burning sensation as his heartbeat began to speed up, blood pouring out of his chest.

He stared down, a poison tipped arrow shot through his chest.

He stood up, his legs shook rapidly.

His eyes, erratic and exhausted.

Everything around him changed.

A steel arrow stuck out from his chest, blood dripping down his clothes.

His clothes stained red.

“Father, why the hell would you team up with the demons”?

Demons stood on top of the gate, bows held in hand, their faces were covered and their horns covered yet their eyes glowed an unnatural bright red.

You can easily differentiate a demon from someone like Jaclyn, their shade of red is far more vibrant and alluring.

“Humans aren’t winning this war, what point is there in supporting a losing side”?

“I know for a fact that humans will win this war, after all I’ll kill the demon king myself”.

More arrows pierced him like a kebab as he crawled on the floor, directly beneath his father, his father was a towering figure like a wall he could never cross

“You’re a fucking disappointment like always, you should craw under my feet”.

His fingers breaking through his father’s barrier, he sped himself up until they reached infinity.

His hand gripped onto his father’s leg, each bloody finger wrapped around his ankle like chains holding down a bear.

“Turn back”.

The injuries on his body immediately healed, pulling his father’s leg and using him as a meatshield.

The demons had stopped their attacks

He grabbed the back of his father’s head.

“Move and I’ll crush your skull with my bare hands”. His eyes glowed bright red. “Now father, tell the demons to back off”.

“Neila, you wouldn’t kill me, you’re too scared”.

“You know what, my dear father? I’m done with you”.

Neila’s hand started to vibrate rapidly, blood ran down his hands.

His father’s head had a dent in it, causing his skull to open.

“Ultimate ability, Grandfather Paradox”.