10 Years Ago
"Aghhhhhhhh I'll Kill you where you stand you piece of Shit". Taking the small dull knife in my hand I
shove directly into his abdomen. Numb to my surroundings and my eyes flowing with tears. Letting
the small knife fall from my hands I knell in his blood. Angry and frustrated and I start to punch and
strike his body with my small hands in an attempt to show him. Just how wrong he is and always will
be.The smell of his blood invades my nostrils and a smile for the first time appears on my face. My
mother behind me beaten and swollen grabs me and holds me in her arms. My life changed from that
day.
1 Day Before
Coming back from a boring day of school. I look up at the sky at its ever changing beauty wows me for
what seems like eternity.. Upon reaching my house I look towards the scene within my own him. My
mother and father yelling at one another in a heated argument. My father and mother both angry at
one another and my face unerving as always. I can hear my father yelling "Why did I give birth to such
a disgrace, such an abomination.". This is nothing new to me, it was always like this. Because of my
condition from birth my own father could never truly accept me as his own heir, he always talked
harshly in front my mother about me and he yelled constantly about how he wanted a new child. Like
I was just a mistake from the get go. Maybe I was, maybe I was meant to be nothing to be discarded
like trash. I have no true talents to get his praise, my magic abilities are nothing to speak of and my
combat prowess complete and utter trash. I was always treated in this way and I've grown to not care
about any of it, about anyone around me. Then once I reorganize my vision I witness my father
beating my mother with his own hands, her face becoming bloody mess and the smell of blood oozing
off of her body. I can witness my other becoming bloodier and bloodier before me and I felt for some
reason like I couldn't let this happen. So I hurried to enter the back of the house which lead to our
kitchen. I opened the door tense because if my father noticed me here I would surely be next on his
agenda of beatings. Looking across the pantry I manage to find a single dull blade resting in a wooden
hilt. Taking it out I rush out holding it with both hands towards my father. Noticing me he drops my
mother covered in her own blood, her clothes ripped and tarnished her dignity none the wise.. My
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father soon yells at me "oh you think you can stop me youpiece of shit, no one can stop me you
pathetic weakling, your a fucking disgrace and I'll ne sure to fucking take your life and I'm sure your
too much of a pussy to take mine aren't you?" "Come on do it" "I dare you". Unsteady tears begin to
leave my eyes my Father quite amused smirks and kicks me right in the stomach towards my mothers
beaten body.Gasping for air the only thing that remains in my hand is the dull knife and I know exactly
where it needs to be. Getting up slowly I run at my father shoving the knife into him, shoving the knife
into my hate. His body begins to bleed and he won't go down so easily he only falls to the ground. So I
take my blade my dull blade and run it into him more and more until I get tired of using it and start to
use my fists. So engrossing so enjoyable. I begin to smile in gleewhile tears run down my youthful
face. Yet every single thing that I have ever known about the world and its teachings of fairness were
a lie, no one truly can uphold this, no one truly cares. While my mother holds me in her arms, and my
body covered in blood I slowly close my eyes and fall into deep slumber.
Present Day
Upon waking up I look at myself, my body so sweaty due to last nights dream. I start to think was this
bracelets purpose to uncover my memories or what not but as I begin to question it the man next to
me fills me in "Its purpose as you might have guessed is to make you repeat one of your most hidden
memories and through doing that make you stronger and wiser as a result, you may now notice that
your knowledge or your body may seem different well that's because this bracelet has only changed
your body fitting to learn what I have to teach it, you may know all of those simple magic or any other
stories of old and how there were many conquerors of the original gods who posed these magics and
the first of whom to gain them. I seek to give my power to you so that I can truly see what the next
person of my powers will do with it all for my enjoyment." Though I may not agree with his methods
for me to gain these powers I am willing if only so in the future I can take everything he possess and
kill him where he stands I answer with "alright, that seems quite just" after answering this to him I
stand up and wonder as to what the extent of the new powers I may possess.
