The Regressed Son Of A Saint Chooses The Path Of Evil?
Evan Cromswell is the 13th son of the sword saintess and current patriarch of the Cromswell clan, Levena Cromswell. Despite being the son of the sword saintess and being apart of the Cromswell family clan. Evan was an illegitimate child of the patriarch, being born from both Levena, and his commoner father William Klent. Due to this, Evan was never treated equal amongst the direct blood of the Cromswell family members. His siblings looked down on him on a daily basis, tormenting him, bullying him, threatening and belittling him. He had no talent in Magic, Swordsmanship, or Qi. Thus causing Levena to lose all interest in him all together, to the point of ignoring his existence and only acknowledging the other children of her blood. This sent Evan into a downward spiral, only finding solace in his father. Providing him the love and care of a parent, always encouraging him to do his best and to always wear a smile upon his face. But after a war broke out with the neighboring Kingdoms, Evan’s father would be caught up in an accident leading to his death m during the war. Evan’s life flew into chaos, spending the first 3 years of his life depressed over the passing of his father. He’d spent the next 4 years of his life learning basic assassination techniques to survive during the war. Afterwards, he’d go around helping his half siblings, remaining in the shadows. Helping then each one by one to achieve remarkable feats into their careers all throughout the war. eventually though, at the ripe age of 22, Evan would be betrayed by the oldest and next head of the Cromswell clan name. Alder Cromswell, his older half brother. At deaths door Evan could only curse at the clan and to whomever it was that allowed his life to spiral like this, to allow his father to die in such a horrible way. As his vision faded to black, accepting the icey embrace of death. Evan awoke in a bed of flowers, the same bed of flowers he played in when he was only 5 years old. After concluding that he was in the body of his 5 year old self, Evan quickly realized he had regressed back in time. Now vowing to play out things differently, with the knowledge he now possessed. Revenge and justice shall be his on this path of Ruthlessness.
| Marked By An Entity?
Evan stood in complete silence, still looking upon his reflection. His eyes fixated on the tattoo shaped scorpion.
The scorpion head was at the right side of his neck, the torso of the scorpion remained at his righr shoulder and chest, while the tail though long and jagged ran all the way down from his shoulder and chest, to his right abdome, ending at his waist.
Evan continued to stand in silence, the only thing audible would be his breathing.
'That….that wasn't there befor.." Evan thought to himself, his expression a mix of confusion and fear.
Evan began to rub his hand over the tattoo, hoping that it would come off. But to no luck, Evan rushed over to turn on the sink, getting a hand full of water and began to splash it upon the tattoo.
But that failed as well, leaving Evan a bit anxious and worried. He wasn't sure how to get rid of the tattoo, in fact he wasn't even sure how he got the tattoo.
To his knowledge, he never once had such a mark upon his body. The thought of if his father finding out about this mark only added to the already rising worries he had in his head.
'Damn it…just my luck. I already have my hands full with planning on my preparations for the future, and now I have to deal with this…' Evan thought to himself, rubbing his hand upon his face in frustration.
He'd turn his head to look at his reflection in the mirror again, confusion still visible in his face.
"Just what the hell kind of mark is this?…and why a scorpion of all creatures?.." Evan said to himself, rubbing his index finger across the surface of the tattoo.
[You know it's impolite to touch someone without their permission]
"…?!" Evan's eyes widened in surprise.
He heard a voice, he was sure of it. Looking around the bathroom, he tried to make heads or tails of where the move had came from.
But no one was around, not a soul in sight. Evan pondered if it could be someone using telepathy magic. But he immediately through that idea out of the window, mainly cause the amount of Mana needed for such a skill was very little but it doesn't have that wide of a radius to commune with people unless the person in question using the magic was skilled.
[You think a lot for a mere child, your very amusing you know that?]
"..?!" Once again Evan darted around the bathroom, still confused and very wary of where the voice might be coming from.
"Where are you?!" Evan shouted with caution, his hands curling into fists.
[Calm yourself, I believe I've already revealed myself to you]. The voice echoed in Evan's head.
"..You have?…wait…how can you expect me to believe such an obvious lie?" Evan replied back with serious tone.
[Sigh, fine If it'll get you to calm down than. I'll reveal myself to you once more, but do try and pay attention ]. The voice responded with a tiered tone.
"..What do you-" Evan tried to reply back, but his words would be cut short.
A sudden dark blue radiant light began to envelop his right shoulder, causing Evan to stagger backwards a bit.
"..!"
Managing to keep his balance, Evan looked at his shoulder. Seeing the tattoo of the scorpion glowing with a dark blue energy, his eyes widened.
[Do You See Me Now?]. The voice asked, curiously.