《Life of the dark god》Chapter 7 Horror gets born
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I looked at my mother. She was lying in her bed. After a few seconds I noticed that something was wrong. I didn’t know what it was but something was wrong with her.
She stopped breathing. She lied there not moving at all. I didn’t know what to do or to say. I hated this feeling. It was the same when I was born and almost couldn’t move or didn’t know anything. The feeling of being useless.
As I tried to talk to dad I couldn’t release my voice. I saw that he started crying and standing there powerless. Shortly after Hibiki started crying too. We stood there for about 5 minutes not moving nor saying anything.
I didn’t cry I just stood there and looked at the dead body of my mother. I was sad but I was not able to show emotions on my face. I wanted to do something. I wanted to save my mother somehow. I took a step closer to her.
“Stop it. You can’t, Krysta is already dead. Don’t make it worse, Hikaru. There is nothing we can do about it.”(Primus)
He said that with all the strength he had left. I didn’t know why he was so against trying to save mother but strangely enough I listened to him for the first time.
Suddenly the dead body started glowing. It transformed into light and shortly after, into a sphere of mana. It flew above the bed. Both my father and brother stared at the sphere but I noticed something else. When I moved my gaze on what was underneath on the bed mother was lying at, there was a baby lying. It was a girl.
The sphere flowed down again and the baby started absorbing it. Before the last bit of it was gone I got an idea and took out the [space inventory] and the rest of the mana got absorbed by it.
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“Sigh.”(Me)
I was relieved knowing that not everything of mother was gone and that there was little hope left.
Shortly after I regretted letting my guard down. The new born baby started crying, stood up and jumped at my brother. She had so much strength for a new born child I could only be in awe. I noticed something was different from her and us. 2 of her teeth were bigger and looked rather sharp and she had deep red eyes. In the same moment I thought that, she bit in my brother’s neck and started drinking his blood.
My father didn’t move. It looked like he fainted while standing. He has been real emotional all these past years, which is why it didn’t surprise me. All the things he just witnessed, were probably too much for his kind heart.
But for understanding and thoughts were no time. I could only think of “You should do something about it you are the adult and my father”. As I panicked, I slowly moved closer to her, she finished drinking his blood and stared at my eyes. I stared back at her and silent filled the room again.
[She is not the same as me but yet she is.]
Those were my thoughts before my brother lost all his energy and fell to the ground. A few seconds later his body became black and disintegrated into thin air. Nothing was left remaining. Nothing.
I wanted to know what happened but my father only said one thing before all of this broke his mind in a way.
“Did this day have to come so early?”(Primus)
I didn’t understand what he meant with it but I understood one thing. My mother and brother were dead, the only thing remaining was a little bit of my mother’s mana. The killer was the little baby and she is my sister, part of our family. This fact alone was enough that my father would love her.
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Shortly after finishing her drink, the baby fell asleep on the bed.
From this day were two of my family members died and the one who killed them got born, something inside me started to come into existence. I didn’t know what it was or what it would do to me, I just left it unattended. I knew it was there but I couldn’t do anything against it. Again this feeling I despised not being able to do anything.
I eventually started calling it my inner darkness. Since that day I was trying my best to achieve 3 things. First to analyse this darkness and make it my own strength. Second, to get to know what my father was hiding from me. And third, to think of a method to prevent the thing called DEATH.
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