Long
ago, in a very dark place....A child
was crying. This little boy, was a
vampire, who doesn't really understand why he is caged like this.
He has no
mother, no father. He only has tormentors.
He was talking about the family who lived beyond this underground. They are
calling themselves his "family" . He doesn't want to trust them.
Families are not like this, right?
Moreover,
they were different. The family is
composed of humans. And he is what they call a "monster". Maybe they
are right, maybe not. He doesn't think this would change something anyway.
He tries to
stand up in this little cell. His throat still aches a lot. When was the last
time he drank
blood?...Well, he actually can't have a perfect time
perception. In this underground, he
can't see the sunlight or the moonlit.
His eyes
grow red. God, he is starved....How long does he have to bear this? Can't he
just die right now? He didn't do nothing which worth this treatment, he can
swear this. Again, that wasn't difficult for him to say that. As long as he can
remember, he was here for his whole life.
The little
boy in the cell's name is Renji Darkwing, a bastard boy, born of the union of a
pureblood and a Hun. And no one know
what he will trigger in the following years. Or rather in the following years .
But surely this won't be good to see.
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