A few years pass. I'm not going to narrate those because the child only STUDIED THAT DAMN BOOK... LIKE, GO TOUCH GRASS, YOU FUKING NERD! and some other things that ill explain later, Anyways, after two years of studying, the child started practicing magic. He started... with the hardest of all the elements, light; whaoo, okey, let me explain light is a strong element, the same as darkness, but the more you use it, you become it, the same as darkness, you become light self, same with darkness.
They are not meant for humans to u-u-u... the fuck?! How can he use light magic without the spell taking his life away? ...It might be his blessing... oh, I see that you are confused, a blessing after demons invaded earth and humans started contacting us; we gave them gifts depending on the souls. The more powerful the souls, the more powerful the gift they will receive.
Anyway, going back to the kid, he spends too much time with sister Anna; she is like a mother to him, and she is the nicest person in the world. She feeds him and shows him how to read. There must be nothing wrong with her.
"no, don't eat that." sister anna said, grabbing the little boy's hand; there was a snail in the boy's hand. "this thing can be poisonous," she said
"pousuenus?" the boy said.
The woman smile "no baby, poisonous. It means that if you eat them, they will make you feel bad." she picks the boy up and puts him against her breast. "Come on; everyone is playing in the courtyard."
The boy wiggles and moves around "book! book! book!." the boy said, trying to reach for it.
"Okay, okay, let's get your book; it is just an ordinary white magic book... why do you like it so much?" the nun said, picking the book up.
The boy holds his hands up, waiting for the book to reach his hands, and says something. "magic."
"you are already six, and you can barely talk, but you read too much, so I don't understand." sister Anna said.
"well is because he only hears you speak. Everything else is magic. This magic that the child knows the language of magic better than his own." an old nun said. The boy right away hid inside sister Anna's breast.
"what's wrong, baby? It's just mother Maria. There is nothing to be afraid of." the boy sobbed.
"m-mother, h-her, m-me...r-r-r-rap-" the boy started saying.
"oh, poor little one, what happens is that he has been practicing dark magic, and I have been monitoring it, so he doesn't summon a demon. I'm afraid he has seen horrors that make him think I'm one of them." the woman said, stopping the boy and grabbing his hand.
"l-let, let g-go!" the boy said, trying to get away from her grip and holding on to sister Anna's clothes. "Mama!" the boy said, looking at sister Anna. "MAMA! MAMA! MAMA!" the boy said with tears in his eyes.
Sister Anna snatched the boy from the grip of the lady "mother Maria, I'm going to ask you to let me take care of him; if you are telling the truth, you are not the best to take care of him at this moment." sister Anna said stroking the boy's hair.
Mother Maria seemed annoyed "very well, sorry for that; I'll leave IT in your care." the woman said and left, slamming the door on her way out.
Sister Anna looked at the boy and smiled "there; there; there is nothing to fear, I'm by your side, and I'll always be by your side," she hugged him tightly. "even if I'm not your real mother I will always protect you." she said.
But... that's a lie... she can't protect him from that woman, and the so-called protective barriers can keep monsters from getting in; but they can't do anything for the monsters inside already.
The next night the boy was alone in his room, just reading an ordinary book for once, that's when lovely Maria entered the room and smiled. "there you are. It's a good thing we got to an agreement between the other sisters and me" the smile started to shift into an angry expression. "[silence waters]," the woman said, and the room began to fill with water.
The boy saw this, and his expression changed to complete terror.
The woman got close to the boy and grabbed him by the hand, picking him up in the process.
The boy tried everything, moving around, wiggling around. Nothing worked. "MAMA!MAMA!MAMA!" the boy said in complete panic.
The woman punched him in the face. "SHUT THE FUCK UP, YOU PIECE OF MEAT! Mama doesn't love you. She uses you to try to find peace in her heart from killing her son." the woman said, but the boy kept screaming the same thing.
The woman threw him to the ground and healed him as she saw that he was dying from the impact.
"cry all you want, call her all you want, no one will hear you. You are mine, and if you misbehave, I'll throw your precious mother to the outside world, where she will die in a matter of minutes, so be a good boy and strip." the woman said, licking her fingers "it been so long without a man~... I can remember the first time and the feeling." the woman said, her face full of lust.
In the night sky, I could still hear the boy crying and the woman moaning, but a ray of hope was still safe from danger; the woman he loved was well and protected. He could still smile in her presence, but in the night, not only the visit of mother maria but from the other six nuns.
They always took turns, each night was a different body; every time, the lust of 7 other women tainted his smile.
Every night every year for six years was the same thing. The only way he could smile was by seeing the smile of the only woman he trusted. He was strong enough to kill everyone in that church... but I understand why he doesn't do it... his attachment to sister anna.
"you look sad. Is there something wrong, baby?" sister anna said.
They were sitting down on the grass
"is, is nothing." he hugged her and smiled. "I'm just happy that you are here with me, mama," he said, he had seen hell, but he still smiled brightly.
The following year will be the worst of all; a night when the boy is sleeping peacefully for the first time, the lights of his room turn on, and the seven nuns enter the room with someone tied up the boy, assuming that it is another nun
"We are here to give you a gift," mother Maria said, uncovering the woman's face and sowed the boy the face of his mom "we want to show your mom what we do to her precious baby." the boy saw the woman smack the face of his mother. "now strip boy! Show how big you have become to your mother."
The boy's mother figure could never do anything as she saw her baby crying and suffering, and then something snapped in the woman's mind. Darkness started to cover her body; fangs grew from her hands and feet. Beast-like fangs surged from beneath her teeth. That is what I call a "broken heart" this is when your heart suffers so much that it gets filled with darkness, and you become a beast.
The woman started growing, and when she was as big as the room, she swung her arm; a massive explosion sent everyone flying, killing all the girls in the church. The only ones left were mother Maria and two other nuns that were able to protect themselves with magic.
"MAMA! I'M OKAY! PLEASE!" the kid said, tears running down his eyes "p-please, mama, COME BACK!" the boys said, and the monster looked at him with rivers of blood running down her crimson eyes.
"My baby! MY BABY!" she swung her gigantic hand, hitting and destroying one of the barriers
"[LIGHT MAGIC!]" The boy yelled with all his strength and put his palm, pointing at his mother. "[CONFINDMENT OF LIGHT!]crying, the boy created a new spell.
A magic circle was created in the palm of his hand, and the same circle appeared on top of the monster.
The monster became smaller and smaller, but it wasn't changing its appearance until it became a speck of light and entered the boy's upper hand. A tattoo was made, a circle with symbols in it and in sed circle a mask with two sides. One was happy, but it also looked like it was crying and the other side was sad and was also crying.
That night a bunch of rain was pouring but the child didn't move form where he was.
The boy on his knees, his eyes looking around the destruction and de deaths of everyone and his mother now as a monster trapped in his body.
After a while, a bunch of hunters started to gather around the church.