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“Lee, can you come help me with this basket?”

Lee turned toward the voice and saw it was Lady Methaline. She's a sweet old lady and Has always been kind to Lee and she gives the best sweet corn peanuts.

“ Of course, Meme’ just give me a moment to finish watering ol’ Carter here, he’ll throw a fit if I don’t”

The old Sebas has been through a lot this winter and Lee isn't sure if he’ll make it through another. These cow-like beasts are a gold mine for a small family like Lee’s and it would hurt them if it passed.

The boy helped Miss Methaline carry the basket of fruit to her small little hut. And of course, he was rewarded with her specialty of peanuts. Oh, how the boy loves these little treats. He would do anything the Lady asks as long as he gets to eat them.

“Bye Miss M.!” Lee shouted cheerily before heading for his house. The guards put up a curfew for the village. With news of incoming war it was the safest option. Of course Lee knows nothing of this. He is still but a boy of 10 years of age. His parents still wanted to shield their child for just a little longer.

As Lee was walking up to his house. His Mother just got done washing out the rest of the clothes.

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“Lee you’re home so early. Did you get all your chores done?”

”Of course mo-~BOOM~

………Lee stood there unable to process the mushed up heap of flesh that was his mother. No, it’s not that he couldn’t process it. It’s that he wouldn’t. His mind was numb. Devoid of anything and everything that was Lee Albany Chu. Of the Chu Family. He was nothing and nothing was him. In that moment everything was blank and the void was slowly swallowing—

“LEE MOVE NOW! His father yelled as he picked Lee up in his arms and raced towards the underground cubby hole hidden in the house. All house’s in Johan’ are required to them. As bandits are prevalent in the area.

Lee was knocked out of his stupor, but could still only babble incoherently. His mind still trying to understand what happened and what is still happening.

As Lee was shoved into the small cubby, Lee’s father turned and left. He knew the day would come but still his only regret was not giving his son a better life.

Lee’s father knew he would die. He just wished he could draw enough attention away from the house before Lee is found.

So, sword in hand he rushed the invaders. Clad in their gold armor and dazzling horse.

“Hmm? Is that another defiler?”

“I think so M’lord. Do you want me to dispatch him for you?”

”Yes, but torture him first and string him up on the gate when you’re done with him. Maybe this will give the peasants enough fear to accept the God Prophourus. Into their lowly beating hearts.”

“Yes M’lord.”

And before the suffering father could react he was knocked unconscious and was taken.

The Massacre lasted another 4 hours before Lord Evangle deemed this Village of defilers purified.

All but one. The lonely kid at the bottom of a cubby rocking back and forth as the sounds and images of the past 3 hours flashed through his mind. Before he slowly succumbed to the darkness he so craved.

And yet the world still weeps. Not for the million innocents slaughtered. But the one they didn’t. As it knows. The carnage has only just begun. And a monster has been born.