The demon lord's childhood

Long wei... this name was given by his own father, the very father he had never seen in his life time, the very father who ditched his pregnant mom and ran away. Zhang Long wei...his mom said this name resembled a curse, a curse his father left for his dear son, a curse that could bring him his mom's hatred. Everytime she said or heard this name, it made her recalled her unfaithful husband. And the moment she recalled him, she would hate or have an urge to kill this son, the very progeny of that brutal man.

For the first time, when his mom found out the reason she was forsaken by her beloved was because she had the blood of demon, because of how she was born, she took poison instantly and attempted to commit suicide at that very day. But, thanks to her unique demon blood. Her brother could save his mom in time and she was brought back to life again.

The strong fetus also showed no life dangers and in the next 10 months, his mom could give birth to him successfully . At that time, his mom was expecting to see the baby lacking in his organs or something. But the baby was miraculously healthy and nothing was missing. It was as if nothing unusual had happened to the baby when he was a fetus.

Not until the baby had grown into a little boy did his mom know the boy was mute. And her reaction over that? She did nothing like crying or lamenting like normal mothers would do. All she did was just laughing, laughing like it was the biggest joke in the world, saying that why just mute? He should have been born like a cripple or worse than that. If he were to be born with one or both of his hands or legs missing, wouldn't it be even more amusing?

Zhang Long Wei was born like that, with the crappiest karma under the heaven, born to experience a life worse than hell. But the little kid stupidly believed that there would come a day when his life would get better, there would come a day when his mom would love him back like other moms.... the dense and brainless kid convinced himself like this everyday.... that was until one day when he also lost his very eye sight.

One might wandered who made this little kid blind, an accident or was it his mom? The truth was none of the two. It was himself, he ruined his eyes with his very own hands of his very own accord... not to get abandoned by his mother.

That day in the morning, this little five-year-old kid was cooking in the kitchen as usual for his mom. He might be born mute, but he had exceptionally gifted intelligence. He didn't need to learn anything more than once, just teach him once and he could do it with little effort. That day the kid was strangely in his good mood, an extremely radiant and foolish smile was blooming on his face as he cooked carefully and diligently, his little legs and hands did not hinder his work even one bit. After all, it was already part of his daily life.

Why was he being this happy and cheerful? It was because of a very simple line of his mother, "Let's have breakfast together. " By then, his mom was just saying it with a bored expression as she stared into the distance. But to this kid, it meant a lot for him. He foolishly thought that maybe, right now, his mom was beginning to open her heart for him. Maybe, right now, his mom didn't hate him that much.

He put the dishes on a wooden tray and headed towards the door, holding it in his little hands. But, right before he pushed open the door, there came noises from outside.

"What?! What do you mean he was getting married? I heard it wrong, right? " The lady asked her brother with some anxiety, wishing to hear a different answer. Her grip on the sleeves of her brother's robe grew tightened, eyeing her brother with a look "Please, tell that I heard it wrong, please... ".

But her brother who didn't want to give her no more false hope, chose to utter the truth despite knowing it would break his sister's heart. " No, you didn''t. You heard it clearly. As I said, he is getting married the next month.

Seeing that his sister didn't respond but remained silent with her head lowered at the answer, the brother, who was also at his wit's end, patted her head in a soothing manner.

"You should let him go right now. Just forget that bastard and free yourself. Nothing good will occur to you if you keep holding onto him. "

Turning a new leaf.... it was easier said than done, of course. The lady who didn't want to show the crazy version of herself before her brother, just nodded and said with a barely audible voice.

"You should also go back. "

Her brother sighed helplessly and left after he subconsciously took a glance at the kid inside the house who was placing dishes on a small table.

The lady went back into her house and seated herself absent-mindedly right next to the table where breakfast dishes were placed on. Her knuckles had already turned white from clenching her fists, blood trickled down from the place where her nails dug into her flesh, but she didn't care, maybe she didn't even recognize.

Suddenly, she felt a tug at her sleeves and looked down only to meet with those sparkled black little eyes of her pitiful son. There was this vague and timid smile on his face which seemed to be saying , " Can I eat with you, mom? "

But this smile of her kid meant the contrast for the lady. She didn't see her son, instead, there was her husband who was looking into her eyes and laughing at her unfortunate life.

She pushed the kid away instantly with all of her force. And the kid who was all smiles just a moment ago was sent flying towards the wall. Regardless of his injuries and pain, the kid struggled to sit up as he looked at his mom with great terror.

"Yes, it was you. It was because of you that I can't forget that old man, because of you... because of you. " The lady pointed at poor kid as she uttered those words, not caring even a bit for the kid's feelings.

"If..... If I just sell you as a slave somewhere else,... then....then... everything would be fine. Yeah.....everything would be just fine. I... I have to sell this piece of shit... I have to. "

The lady muttered to herself, dragging her crying son out of the house without a bit mercy. The kid who was sniffling and whining on the ground, held onto the hem of his mom's robe and didn't let go, trying to show his protest.

"If.... even if.... I sell you there..., who would pay for this mute and useless kid? No,..... it... it won't do. They won't take you even.... even if.. I give you away for free.... what should I do?... kill.... yes.... kill you... I should just kill you right now. This useless brat... it'd be better if you're dead. "

The kid on the ground shook his head like crazy at his mother's words, tears came falling down his little cheeks. His little shabby old robe was now covered in dust and dirt. This was the very first time his mom said such kind of words when she was not drunk. She would just stay cold and indifferent to him if she was in her right frame of mind. But now... now, his mom was not even drunk, but she was telling she's going to kill him. This version of his mother was the scariest of the scariest he had ever seen.

Even so, he had no choice other than begging her. She was right. No one would want him. No one would bother to care him.....a mute and useless kid.

"You don't wanna be abandoned? " All of a sudden, this unfeeling tone of his mother came out, asking him such a creepy question. The kid nodded his head like more than ten times or so , with his wide pleading eyes.

"Then, show me... show me that you're not like your dad... prove me that you're worthy of staying beside me...."

The baffled kid looked at his mom with questioning eyes, his nose and eyes already grew reddish from crying and sniffling.

"So.... how are you going to prove? ... by cutting one of your limbs.... haha.... by killing yourself.... hahaha... hmmm?.... how are you going to prove? "

Only by now, the kid realized his mom had already determined to abandon him. The questions like prove or something were just extras. But even so, he still wandered that if he could really cut one of his limbs or if he could sacrifice a part of his body, does that mean she wouldn't leave him?

If... If he begged his mom like that, would he actually have a chance to stay by her side? Not gonna get abandoned, right? Soon, there was a determined look on his little face. Not to get abandoned by his mom, he would do anything. He would do anything even if it costed his life!.....