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The Forsaken One: Tale of A Semi-Demon

Indigo, the waste of the Weather Clan. Not even able to muster up a tuft of breeze, her worthlessness tossed her into a life of abuse. One night, however, turned her life inside out due to her mother's death.  Just who was her mother? What happened to her actual father? Why can she use blood manipulation? And for the life of her, she can't figure out why this Male God won't stop bugging her. ------------------ A certain Male God- "Come play with me on the bed," "What game?" "The 'who can top who game'" "There's an obvious victor," "Yeah, you under me," "..." - - - - - - - - - -  I don't own the picture.

Black_Mashiro12 · Fantasy
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79 Chs

Monster

"You... you.. monster... stay away!!" a shrill scream from a girl I used to consider my precious friend, my only friend pierced the darkness making me widen my eyes in confusion. Why was she pushing me away? I assumed we were best friends. She promised to stay by my side... forever. The only one in the entire clan besides my mother who didn't disdain me.

What? What did she just say? Who's the monster? Me?

"What?" I looked at her, my hands trembling as I reached towards her, not realizing the small hands covered in blood.

"NOOO!! STAY AWAY! PLEASE.... please don't.... please don't kill me... I... I don't want to die," Her screams gradually turned to soft whimpers before she burst into tears. I reached towards her, I'm not a monster my naïve self thought as I tried to get nearer to her. The girl in front of me widened her eyes and stumbled, falling into the grimy mud as she cried.

I was so confused why was she treating me this way she always used to smile while holding my hand and laughing so merrily as we rolled in the grass. So why? WHY? I saw a drop of red liquid fall onto the back of my hand, confused I lifted my hand to look at it and turning my hand to stare at my palm what I saw made me widen my eyes in horror.

My body trembled and my vision became slightly blurred as I stared at my blood-covered hands. When I finally came to my senses, I realized the air laden with a metallic stench that made my nose burn. I looked up and saw hundreds of bodies littered in front of me, behind me, to the left, to the right, everywhere... bodies.... my body shook and tears the size of beans threatened to fall. I looked back down to my hands covered in red sticky blood and the pool of blood lying beneath me.

I tried to stand up as I trembled and my heart pumped and my blood-covered body felt frosty and the fear in me bubbled up as I fell back to the ground my trembling limbs unable to support me. I lifted my face out of the dark red blood and I could faintly see the horrid face covered in that musky red goo. I propped myself up with my similarly bloody arms.

I wanted to scream but my parched and dry tongue couldn't find my voice, only my hot tears flowed. I opened and closed my mouth hoping for a sound but none came no matter how much I tried. I pushed myself onto one knee, feeling as though three tons were weighing down my body as I panted heavily, my body still shuddering. I gradually stood and stumbled at first, but I kept myself up as I made my way towards some of those mangled piles of bodies littered around me haphazardly. I could see the guts and organs strewn across the ground like an accessory.

"Bleghhh!!!" I fell to the floor again and vomited my insides. I clenched my jaw as the pungent taste of bile filled my mouth. I panted and wiped my mouth, pulling myself back up. I saw it... my dead father... I covered my mouth and swallowed the bile rushing up my throat. I looked at his ghostly white face and his lifeless eyes that looked like they were about to pop right out. His tongue hanging out his mouth limply. He was cut in half cleanly and stripped naked and his mushy pale pink organs spilt everywhere. I gagged again before falling back down and I shuddered when I felt a hard iciness beneath me. I nervously opened my eyes and my pupils shrunk, my face planted directly on top of him and his lifeless dead eyes were there staring back at me.

"AHHHHH!!!!!!!!!" I found the voice inside me as I shrilly screamed and stumbled backwards, my entire body quivering. I held my body and couldn't stop the bile from gushing out my mouth as I once again vomited my insides out. I continued to vomit repeatedly as the image of my father's dead body came into my eyes again and again.

After God knows how long I finally stopped vomiting and the sobs and cries came out in a torrential scream as I looked up to the sky and screamed my lungs out till my voice went hoarse and scratchy. My tears rushed down my face and fell to the dirt beneath me, creating tiny wet spots wherever a tear fell.

I panted as I looked up, my vision blurry when I felt a water droplet fall onto my face before another came and then another until heavy rain fell, pounding against me, washing away the blood soaking my entire body. I sighed in comfort and closed my eyes as I enjoyed the icy rain that battered onto my body, washing away my sorrows, blood and distracted me from the pain.

I basked in the rain for what seemed like hours before tottering to my feet. I couldn't remember anything that had taken place but from what my friend.... ex-friend now, said it was my fault but I couldn't believe it, I just couldn't. How could I, the waste of the Weather Clan, possibly have massacred all my clan members? What I remembered was my sick bed-ridden mother dying as her hand holding mine went limp and slipped from my hand and the rest... is a blur I bet all that was an awful dream even this is just one big, dreadful dream. I know she's alive! She had to be alive! I just wanted to see her loving smile filled with gentleness.

"Mother? Mother?" I mumbled again and again as I stumbled to the broken-down house in which I grew up in. I didn't spare a glance at Erika who shrivelled in fear and I just stumbled past her as I made my way to that place filled with horrid yet fun memories.

The rain still hammered into me, reaching my very bones, but it didn't matter, all I cared about was seeing my precious mother's face again. I stumbled to the door and dragged myself in.

"Yes, I know my mother is waiting for me with a pout on her face and she'll scold me for walking in the rain. But then she'll hug me and wipe my tears." I mumbled in desperation and smiled lightly, "MOTHER! MOTHER! IM HOME I-" In that exact moment, my world shattered and my hands fell limply to my side.

"Mother?" I went up to her bedside, my eyes dead, I reached out my hand and stroked her cheek, it was stone cold to the touch and harder than steel. I picked up her silver hair, the once silky soft hair was brittle and hard.

"MOTHERRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!" I dropped onto the ground and cried for the second time that night.

The rain flooded the entire house, soaking my body up to my calves. I stood up with a new resolve to live I knew I had to hurry before someone found and interrogated me for the mass murder of my clan. I wiped my tears and said goodbye to my mother and clan before leaving, ready to face the world. I grabbed a small pouch with some hard bread, water, some copper, silver coins and gold coins I snatched from a nearby house.

A dagger I had found and a few other miscellaneous things and slung it over my shoulder. I grabbed some clothes and a cloak and changed myself out of my wet clothes and covered myself in the warm black cloak. I hurriedly climbed over the clan walls and made my grand escape.

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