Ligma_Balls

Read as how the son of a legend makes his own history with his own hands.
As he hunts down one by one the men who slaughtered his family, meeting his father's allies who conspired him and past enemies along the way.

This is the story of the struggles of a child as he sets on foot on to the path and thirst for vengeance as he slowly brokes down, yet still sets forward.

The Broken Hunter

The knights decided to put Elena's body in a body bag, and threw her corpse to the burning house.


Therion scornly said and spat on the ground as he watched the small cottage, along the corpse inside, as it slowly burned down to ashes.


Lucas who was tied, suddenly began to have an outrage as he broke down the ropes tying him down. Seeing the Elena's corpse being treated like a livestock's diseased body, made the man filled with hatred.


Lucas grabbed Lark nearby, who was in a dazed from all the events that have happened, making his eyes looked lifeless, not even caring to what's happening around him anymore.


Hearing his father's angered yell, made Lark opened up his senses and began to process to what's going on.


Seeing him being carried again by his father, who was going towards the burning cottage,


made even the kid who's been through so mich confused.


'Well, Hound should be on the other side'


'Heh! I've already analyzed your house and so is that hatch, and it's exit'


Seeing his brother who's gone berserk, going towards the burning cottage holding his son,


made Clark grin as he had already predicted his brother's escape.


Lucas braved his way inside the cottage and finally the destination he was hurriedly going to, the hatch.


The hatch's door was already burned down and the hole and the ladder was the only thing that could be seen.


'Since Lark survived here, it should no longer pose any problem'


"The path has only one way and one exit"


"And before you say anything I'll follow you"


Lark who had many questions in his head, decided to listen to his father first, and began to climbed down the ladders.


Finally the foundation of the cottage gave up, and soon huge and sharp debris fell into the hatch, sweeping Lark also down.


Down the Hatch once more