1 Dreadful Dream

Sleeping is no longer a way to escape the nightmare I live. It found its way into my dreams and haunts me at night.

My mother screaming and yelling with tears rolling down her cheeks, "LET HIM LIVE"! She's struggling to reach me, but the guards keep on pushing her away. "DON'T HURT MY SON"!

Fathers face is bright red with anger. A massacre starts to enroll once his battle axe is drawn. He slaughters his way towards me, but just before he reaches me, a dark figure flashed behind him and pierced him with a dagger coated with poison.

"FATHER, NO"!

Just the sight itself terrified me. Father was the strongest man I knew and he had easily been beaten, but the horrifying sight didn't stop there.

The guards held my mother by the arms.

Although she was weak, her struggle was not. She began kicking and punching, but her attempt proved to be feeble. The dark figure walked up to my mother slowly, and the fear in her eyes rose immensely.

She began kicking and punching rigorously. The dark figure stopped in front of her and her expression turned blank in an instant. She spits on his darkened face which had turned ugly in a second.

Mother tried to kick him, but he caught her leg and began to burn her skin with fire magic. My mother screamed in agony. The smell of burnt flesh filled the air. Mother's expression was full of pain.

He let her leg go, but the skin was already charred. At this point, my body had given up, all I could do was watch as my mother experienced a horrible death.

The leg which had been burnt was no longer functional. All the muscles present had been burned to a crisp. The struggle my mother had shown earlier had greatly diminished. The dark figure summoned three balls of flames by the lift of his hand.

Each ball of fire wrapped around every remaining limb and scorched it till the smell of burnt meat filled the air and the limbs were completely charred. My mother was defenseless. All that could be heard were the screams of agony mother released and the crackling sound the flames made.

Tears rolled down my cheeks like a waterfall. "It's your fault for insulting the king. Giving birth to one of divinity yet alone guard and protect him as well. He should have been rid of since birth, but we made an exception. For taking advantage of that, you will die in front of your child and he will become the king's personal peasant. Your struggle all along has been futile".

Father stood and swung his battle axe, but was stopped by the tip of the finger of the dark figure. A heatwave was suddenly released which pushed everyone present away. Father was thrown and slammed onto a tree which made him spit out a mouthful of blood. The only one left standing was the dark figure.

He suddenly fell onto one knee. It seemed he had consumed too much energy. Father stood up and slowly walked past the dark figure. He lifted mother and slowly walked up to me. The dark figure stood up as he carefully observed our actions.

My father kneeled before me with my mother. Tears wouldn't stop flowing down my eyes. The sight of the miserable state my parents were in was like a hammer to the heart.

'I'm sorry honey, it seems mother and father have to go." Although mother's voice was solemn, it was still filled with grace.

"NO, PLEASE, DON'T GO"! Just as I finished speaking, my mother's body began to be shrouded in a black fog. This scene caused the dark figure to have a surprised and serious expression.

"GUARDS, STOP HER AT ALL COSTS!"

The dark figure yelled and all the guards leaped towards mother. My parent's expression did not change.

Just as every guard was a meter away, their bodies were torn to pieces in a swift move made by father.

This left the dark figure shocked. "He has been poisoned by the death-driven herb, but he is still standing. How is this possible?" The dark figure was shocked to the brim. "The death-driven herb causes death within 30 minutes after being poisoned, yet this man is still standing."

"HAHAHA", laughter could be heard coming from father. "You fool, I don't plan on dying until my wife completes her ritual".

Mother's body was almost fully devoured by the black fog. The dark figure couldn't help but be stunned.

"T-THE YING-YANG TRANSCENSION RITUAL. THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE. NO ONE HAS EVER SUCCEEDED". The dark figure's body was shriveling to an earthshaking extent.

"What do you think we've been preparing for the past few years. We have found a way and our son is about to be reborn. Just give it time and a new king will rise."

Although the dark figure's magic was drained, he still charged forward. He extended his arm and a flaming sword leaped out. Just as father raised his battle axe, the flaming sword had already pierced his stomach.

He released a mouthful of fresh blood and chuckled, "we have succeeded". The dark figure flung fathers body away and leaped towards mother. Just before he was able to slice her in two, the dark fog had seeped into my body, and mothers had already disappeared.

A gaze full of scorn was shot over before I passed out.