Fates intertwined

The sun rose upon the vast burnt landscape, light refracting upon puddles of liquid with a warm rose tint. A sorrowful ember blew through the wind going out upon contact with the blackish red liquid. Swords, spears and arrows lined the landscape embedded in human and inhuman corpses of various sizes. In the middle of the hellish landscape was a single glowing sword embedded in a large knight oozing blood. Holding the sword was a young well built knight with hair that was once white now dyed a dark blackish red. adorned with broken armor with blood leaking from multiple places… An arrow in his leg and a spear in his abdomen reflected in the light from the rising sun. Just before the man seemed to be joining the countless fallen around him a young voice echoed across what used to be a field.

"Carcel Von Nocturn," the white haired man twitched at the voice, "why… Why did you do this."

A deafening silence followed these words as the knight raised his head to see the person he once hated with all his heart. In front of him stood a young man with golden blond hair and equally golden eyes with deep sadness contained within. The young man's name is Caspian Von Aureum, the 2nd prince of the Aureum empire loved by all and considered to be the next emperor due to his overwhelming talent. The white haired man in front of the prince was the product of the former emperor and a concubine. He was known as the blood prince in the empire, hailed as a true villain among villains and a traitor who caused the deaths of millions. He betrayed his country and became one of the 4 True Disaster level demons. The two having grew up together were forever intertwined, as if all roads of fate met their end when they once again saw each other.

"I'll ask you again" Caspians voice cracking, "Why did you become like this?". Carcel now glaring at him with his gray left eye and red right eye, Caspian shuddered from the pressure.

Carcel painfully growled "WHY? YOU'RE ASKIN", Carcel threw up blood.

Carcel regaining his composure strained out a few words with a scowl ", breathing heavily "Enough… I'm tired… It really is…".

he continued, almost whispering " A shame that I couldn't kill you". Carcel's hand soon after lost strength causing him to fall to the ground, but just before he fell Caspian grabbed him and shouted with a panicked voice.

"Brother, I'm sorry… I'm so sorry I couldn't save you… Please forgive me", Caspian now tearing up stared at his dying brother's thoughts and regrets racing through his head.

Carcel as if predicting this, soon laughed smirking " ha.. ha. Hahahaha you're so stupid I hate you Caspian, more than you could ever know… Now die…" Carcel's left hand lit up with a purple aura and with the last of his strength shot towards the exposed Caspian, but just before his hand got to him it was suddenly gone.

"Wha.."

where his hand once was now nothing but a boney stump. Looking nearby, he saw Christopher Solis, A handsome young man with red hair and blue eyes and the Hero knight who is considered the greatest talent on the continent. His aqua blue eyes shined as they stared coldly. Carcel let out a shriek filled with rage as his greatest rival thrust his spear into his back.

"YOU?! AGAIN how are you always in MY WAY"

The rage filled Carcel screamed as he spat blood. Caspian, shocked at the events that occurred within the blink of an eye finally let his former brother down and took out his sword covering it with a golden aura.

"I'm sorry brother… For the sake of the world, I will release you" His eyes slightly shaking and aura flickering uncontrollably.

Chris noticed this a spoke "It's for the best Caspian, I always thought that people weren't purely evil and could be saved or changed"

he paused looking down at Carcel with disgust, "But trash like him are irredeemable, he is no longer your brother Cas".

Caspian's aura settled down and his eyes stopped shaking, "I'm sorry brother".

Carcel eyes darted up and he hatefully spat out "I HATE YOU! I'll CUrSE YOU IN HELL YOU BASTAR".

In one quick motion Caspian sliced in a gold crescent strike and swiftly cut the head off of Carcel. And that was the sad end of the villainous illegitimate prince.

Looking at the page, I sighed, I just can't believe that Carcel could be so stupid… Even though he was an illegitimate child it didn't mean he wasn't talented, becoming a disaster is no easy feat and surely if he simply stopped scheming he could have achieved a better life than to simply be killed by the protagonist. Well I'm not one to speak… I'm the illegitimate son of a large tech corporation and I know exactly how dark the world of illegitimacy is. When I was younger I constantly was under threat from my siblings and barely survived because I kept quiet. But instead of making myself louder like Carcel, I began to keep my head low and wait till the day I could come into the light. So instead of wasting time on things like emotions or relationships, I simply worked hard eventually passing my fathers tests and gained the power my fathers name provided me. With that I was able to build my own company successfully from the ground up.

*Buzzz* my phone ring contemplating ignoring it I sighed and answered. "Yes, hello who is this?"

Silence followed then a deep voice came through "Son I want you to inherit the company".

My mind raced with excitement "Father are you serious? What about my siblings, wouldn't you want someone without dirty blood to inherit it?"

Static quietly flowed from the phone as he answered "Son your blood may be dirty but it is still mine and your talent has far surpassed your siblings even though I've wasted so much money trying to raise them".

My heart began to pump, finally my work was recognized by my own father.

"I understand father, I will continue to work hard and strive to raise our family to higher heights".

The deep voice chuckled "Your glib tongue never ceases to amaze me, come meet me at the family warehouse to sign some papers."

Soon after he hung up. I jumped up and down in my room.

'finally, I'll be able to repay those damn siblings of mine and make them beg me for mercy or forgiveness.'

Quickly, I called a private car and got him to take me to the family warehouse. Before I left I decided to put on my mothers silver cross necklace that had been passed down for many generations.

'I'll pay them all back what they deserve mother',

just before I left though in the back of my mind a thought came up,

' I wonder why he wanted to meet at the warehouse.'

But it quickly vanished as knowing him, he probably didn't want my siblings to find out. As I arrived I found it strange that the normally busy warehouse area was completely empty. I mean I didn't care as long as I got the power of my father. The car stopped near the front of the main family warehouse and I made my way inside. Looking around I saw the countless relics, antiques and artwork the family had obtained over the years. That's when I saw a table with a piece of paper on it. I sped up a bit feeling a bit anxious with no one around and soon got to the desk.

On it was a blank piece of paper, "Ehh why is it blank?" That's when a voice called out "Ahh it's you mudblood, did you miss me", my body froze it can't be "el eldest brother what are you doing here?"

My voice cracked as I realized something was wrong. "I'm here to take out the trash, father told me it was my last test to become his successor" with a grin woven across his lips.

Just as I was about to run I saw it, in his hand was a gun.

"Wait please brother stop this!"

unfortunately his grin simply grew into a chilling smile.

"Hahaha did you really think some mudblood like you could be the successor? How hilarious".

I gritted my teeth, 'this can't be, I worked my whole life just for this son of a bitch to beat me? No, I can't accept this'…

Just before he could raise his gun I bolted with all my energy. Unfortunately there was no cover so I zig-zagged praying for a miracle. Then suddenly the sounds of shots rang out behind me. One after another all closely landed around me.

As I began to get farther away I heard my brother laughing. 'He's lost his damn mind' I thought to myself.

Suddenly while running I tripped on a rope or wire of sorts. I flopped face first onto the cement floor. Now in a daze I tried to get up but I struggled. Then I heard it, the clicking of a cane slowly coming closer to me. My eyes finally stopped shaking just enough for me to see him, the man who called me here.

I bit my lip and spoke in a whisper, "why father, I did everything you asked… I became the person you wanted, so why are you doing this?".

As my eyes adjusted on his wrinkled face I saw it, an expression pure disgust. Instead of words he conveyed everything with a single look, 'ah it really was my dirty blood' then without even glancing an eye he turned and walked away.

That's when I heard footsteps behind me now, 'ahh really, I'm just as blind as Carcel' the steps stopped just behind me and the sound of a hammer clicked.

That day I died, my name burned from all records. My life was such a waste, I didn't have a single friend since my mom passed away or a proper relationship outside of business. I regret it, if I had another chance I would try to change, but with this I'll finally be able to rest… Really what a shame…

Or so I thought.