1 Chapter 1

In the world of magic or more known as black clover a tiny boy is hiding in a giant skull of a three eyed creature crying tear rolling down his pink cheeks,his eyes turned blood blood schott red while his body kept on moving side to side.

His clothes were soaked in tears while his body was covered in burns,cuts and bruises. His emerald eyes were shining from the sunlight coming threw a gap from the skull. He kept repeating the actions of rolling side to side for hours until it was getting dark outside wich he finally got up to only move to a dirty,messy pile of leafs witch he sleeps on day in day night. While laying him self on his bed his belly was crying out in pain for some food while he just ignored all of his pain from the torture he is putting him self in. The night passes as woke up to a bird landing on his tiny head. This bird was his only friend and the bird helpt him to get food which he also declined for the birds hunger. The giant skull was next to a tiny village called Hage .Upon the sunrise a boy with balck hair looked outside glaring everywhere as if trying to find somebody. Whilst he was glaring outside a women In black clothes came up to the boy and the both of them headed in side if the church were they stayed at. While they headed inside the tiny bod from earlier head out of the skull to try to find some food to eat. He was looking everywhere and found a farm.Without hesitation the tiny boy ran and stole some of the vegetables that was planting there and sprinted out of there. He ran until he found himself at a river. He picked up the food that he recently stole and washed them up to feast on. The amount of food was between 5 to 9 which wasn't enough for the little boy. But he didn't care for how much there was he ate them with the tiny bird witch was good for them for a two days until they get some more.The farmer of the food came back to only see his food was gone and stolen he instantly knew who it was. It was the Magic-less boy Asta.The farmer went to the church in the middle of the church and told them what happened to the food. Never or less the church wasn't very happy. They picked up their stuff and tried to find the boy now called Asta. To only see him eating tatoes with a bird.

When the ash blond hair realised they were there he instatly picked up the food and sprinted away. Unfortanatly the boy with black hair shot some short of wind attack at the boy making him trip over and dropping his precious food. The people that were from the church started to beat on the little boy with wind magic,fire magic and water magic. They picked up the food and headed home. The little boy that was beaten up to a pummel spoke up for once " What did I do to deserve this kind of treatment" He spoke silently and weak but the people from the church knew what exactly to say but the black haired boy spoke up first "Because your magic-less and weak"He said with the absolute maximum amount of venom In his voice. As tears fell down the boy's eye as they walked away likes nothing happened. Whilst the some what murder seen was happening the bird looked in discust at what the world has come into in the past 500 hundred years. Beating up little children because they didn't have magic it was horrific.