《Insignia》"The Tenyi" Ch 44. The boy with scars
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Sole: You two keep going, I'm going to follow this bug.
Sole starts to follow a little bug along, Red and Luna give him a weird look, as this muscular man scuttles along slowly after this bug, looking right down on it. They then look at each other and just laugh.
--- Chapter 44 ---
9 years ago, an orphanage stood in the middle of nowhere. Many kids in ragged clothes run around the place, with sisters running around after them. In the corner is a kid who's all alone with his eyes closed. Everyone stayed away from him. The sisters leered at him with their hateful eyes. So very hateful. Scars align his body under his shirt, from years worth of whipping.
Nun: Begone, you Demon!
The kid lays there and takes it. Eyes still closed. The woman shouts this with sorrowful tone.
Kid: Why… Do you hate me so much?
The Nun recoils, eyes still filled with tears, the sorrow turns to rage as she whips him harder.
-end
Nun: Alright kids, everyone outside! Make sure to come back by dinner time.
The kids rush outside. This kid walks towards the door. The nun backhands him across the face. His face frozen in the position it lands in from the backhand.
Nun: Play nice, or else you know what happens.
The kid begins to walk out the door. He walks through the field, kids stop what they're doing to avoid him. The kids talk, point, and laugh at him. He walks into the forest and rests at a tree. A figure walks out of the darkness to him. The kid scoots backwards to get away from the figure. The figure stops and crouches down.
???: Your face. Did they do that to you?
Kid: ... Yah.
???: Letting them do that is just inviting it again.
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Kid: Yah but, they hate me, so I just let them.
???: But, your the one in control. You know that right?
The kid shakes his head “Yes”.
???: Don't let them treat you like this. Take control, and show them it's the pain they caused you. In that moment the revenge will be gratifying.
A bell rings, and the kid looks back to the orphanage. He looks back to the man with eyes still closed, but he is no longer there. The kid gets up and returns.
Nun: You're late.
Kid: I- Im sorry.
The other kids leer at him, the sisters stare with hatred. The nun starts to drag him off.
Kid: No- Please, I'm sorry. I’m sorry!
The nun keeps dragging him into a backroom.
Kid: I said NO!
He opens his eyes, filled with his own hatred.
A knock on the door. The kid walks up to it, and opens. It's the man from before. The man looks in at the bloody mess of bodies that used to be a “Cheerful” orphanage. The man smiles, and extends his hand to the blood covered kid. Standing behind him were other kids, two his age, and three teens. The kid takes his hand.
???: We will accomplish great things.
In the present day, on top of a building, a boy is covered with scars on his body. He brings his jacket over them, and zips it closed. He pears over the city with his closed eyes. He opens his eyes in a flash of blue.
Astra: Elune.
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