Chapter 1
The year 1692 of the Cerulean calendar in the city of Crevine
it was a calm night on may 3 other than the fact that there were a considerable amount of people in the night market, and of course, the brothels work 24-7 but the city was quiet in the homes of the regular people. "That's odd" the shadowy figure ponders all the while flipping a knife. As they continue to do that another figure gets closer to the first figure.
"Are you stupid, Calla? This entire city is afraid of your people. Well, most of them at least." the shadowy figure says as he emerges from the darkness and sits near Calla. She smirks at the young man. The young man appears to be very handsome with brown hair and brown eyes and an unfeeling countenance that makes him seem more handsome to some and dangerous to others. Some have taken the risk and tried to pursue him, and of course, those folks were never seen again, male or female.
"Have you come to a decision?" Calla asks the young man. The young man then holds up a bottle of wine.
"How 'bout a drink first?" The young man asks with a small smirk. Calla then smiles and puts away her knife and proceeds to take a glass from the man. The man puts down his glass and then unscrews the cork of the wine bottle. The cork had popped out and some wine came out with it. The man proceeds to pour some into Calla's glass. Calla holds the wine up.
"I would never have expected my sister to give birth to you, and proceed with the same abuse I had endured for her when we were younger" Calla expresses then takes a sip of her wine. She sighs " Give it here." she waves her hand at the bottle. "Where's your glass?" The man holds it up so she can see. Calla pours some wine for him. "Well Then, for revenge?"
she holds up her glass as she side-eyes the man "For revenge?"
He holds up his glass "For revenge" as he calls out in agreement.
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Today may 4th is the day I 'died' and the day I got revenge
"you" the woman pointed her finger "you what have you done! YOU BASTARD" the lady shouts to a young man a few feet taller than her at the top of her lungs.
"nothing, mother dearest" the gentleman replys in a callous manner. The gentleman stood unmoving, gazing at his mother with a expressionless look on his face and this had agitated his so called mother into slapping him on the face with her handbag. "why are angry mother?"
"you know what you did how" she stutters. "How could you? no, HOW DARE YOU?" by the end of her sentence she was crying and shouting. "I gave birth to you, You should be grateful to me and have some filial piety towards me how could you? why?" the woman looking at the young man her makeup ruined and her face full of tear streaks. trys
The young man looks at the woman in a cruel manner then says " you made me like this did you not? you nammed me Asterin because when you were pregnant with me you apparently saw stars and had thought i was graced with the divine protection of god or somthing." Asterin says as he sneers at her. Asterin comes close to his mother and wispers in her ear "My revenge will come when you least expect it, I promise you that." He smiles then starts to walk away from his mother who had fainted.
{i dont exactly like it i wanted for him to say his trama but that didnt exactly fit?(being looked up by his mother and abused by her and sevral others)}
Please comment on any changes that should be made or mistakes that happened constructive criticism is welcomed thank you \(^•^)/