5 Absence of light or Food? (1/2)
William brought a knife in his hand out of thin air. He positioned himself and slashed towards Ozul.
*Swish*
It cut Ozul's left leg like butter. However, the shocking thing was that there was no blood involved. The leg was just separated.
The three men were stunned at that sight but regained their cool as they expected something like this from a 'DEVILS SPAWN.'
Following which he did the same thing to Ozuls both hands.
Here they were, brutally crippling a baby. Unfortunately, there was no one to witness this cruel sight.
After the process, Physician Sleever took out three glass boxes with some kind of runes on their sides. He did some mysterious chant, and the severed limbs flew into the glass boxes. After this, he closed the lids and put the boxes away.
” What do we do with IT, ”asked Edward while not being bothered by the scene at all. He wanted to exterminate this abomination as soon as possible. However, he was a greedy guy. What he wanted more than anything was profits.
”Seal the warehouse and lock this 'thing' here. We may find something unexpected from it~!”
Was what Physician Sliver replied. His excitement was visible from his tone. Ignorant from what this decision may cost him in the future.
Edward Abilon was afraid of what 'IT' may cause if left alone. But he did not secure his position as one of the 4 Dukes while being fearful of every other potential risk. He knew that only with risks came the real gains.
Besides, he had already found out that the 'DEVILS SPAWN' was harmless as yet. He completely tossed out the thought that this child was his son. Greed truly made men blind.
The three men then left the warehouse leaving the pitiful child alone in the darkness.
———————————
Ozul was in pain. He was suffering. But even that could not make him scream or cry for help.
His face was scrunched up but he never shouted or cried.
Although no blood dripped out of his severed limbs, it still hurt like hell.
Furthermore, after his limbs were taken away from him like objects, he felt like a part of him was just lost. His already void self once again split into pieces. He could care less about being a cripple. But he wanted his 'self' back. A part of him was stolen; He wanted it back!
However, he was left alone in the old familiar darkness.
At least the darkness provided him with some comfort.
From the moment he was born, No from the moment he gained consciousness. It was just when Ozul was in this state did he find real solace. But after his birth, he kept losing himself more and more.
Ozul was a newborn baby; only a week has passed since his birth! But the number of difficulties he has faced as of yet surpasses even those of adults. Even a grown man may go crazy after such traumas, but Ozul was still sane, only a little sad.
Ozul had already decided to take back what is his. He wants to snuggle in the embrace of the darkness while being 'complete.' Only that may bring him serenity.
Time started passing, but no one ever bothered him.
Every day, a fraction of the dark energy surrounding him was absorbed by what was left of his tiny body.
He was so bored that he even tried to inspect himself, his powers, or how he was different. But he had no results. All he knew was what he desired. But his desires could not be met as of yet now.
He once thought of trying just to leave the place but refrained from doing so.
There were three reasons for this; 1st was that he used some brain and figured out that those people won't just leave the warehouse unprotected. They considered him a demon, after all. So, he had slim chances of being able to escape.
2nd reason was that he only had one leg for god's sake! Just how much would he have to roll his body even to reach the exit?
3rd? Well, it was simple. He was too lazy even to try.
Yes, why would he start struggling when he could just lay on the table peacefully?
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
So the time flew.