The Child's Very Purpose

Blood. lots and lots of thick warm blood. The snow was covered in blood and two corpses with decapitated heads.

" The elders will be happy when they saw this haha!".

A man with silver chest plate armor lift his right hand up and he was holding a thick rope; and at the end of the rope was a big silver hook.

The man then walk towards a direction and he grab something on the snow.

* The man grab the heads sitting on the cold snow and pin them on the hook by their necks.

He then stood up and spin the rope; like he was playing with it, like it was some toy. and all the child can see it the snow being painted by their bloods.

Their face was filled with pain and only pain.

The child's parents heads are still dripping wet from their own blood.

Lifeless.

The child wasn't shock or anything, He didn't even felt angry or pity when he saw his father and mother's head attached to the silver hook.

But all he did was grab a sharp knife on his father's stash.

" I'll be back, Baby Sarah ".

The child then exited the carriage with his lifeless face.

All of those lesson his father and mother gave him for 6 years wasn't in vain. Because his only soul purpose it to be killing dummy.

" Lightning Magic: Flashing Strike!".

The child suddenly vanished from his position and he appeared pass towards the man with chest plate.

The man's head elegantly fall on the cold snow; and so as his body collapsed and his blood dripped down his neck and head.