Volume 1: Chapter 3

A small boy lay in the middle of a cell with not light and only a single door that he could not see but feel instead.

That boy was Liam. Liam's hands and shins were clamped together after being pierced by the metal spikes time after time again.

It had been six days since Liam was sold by his father to the nobleman and he was only just waking up now.

Once again as if sensing he was awake, the noble man and six unarmed guards walked into his cell. Even without being able to see them, he experienced a strange feeling of 'seeing without seeing' almost like the daylight was his enemy.

"Hahahahaha look at you, you filthy half blood who dared try live with pure bloods is now in a cage and will serve as my experimental dummy!" The nobleman blurted out suddenly.

He could feel the raw desire to kill from his voice and began to shiver.

"By the way you vermin, do you know why I keep calling you half blood? Who am I kidding, of course you don't. It's because the wizards of old before their death would send their DNA into the future and change a gestating babies DNA to theirs allowing that person to use magic and have significant healing abilities when their blood is activated."

Eh? What is this dipshit saying? Wizards? Aren't those just fairy tales? Why do I have to suffer because of a GOD DAMN FAIRY TALE?!

"Now now, calm that look in your eyes boy, I REALLY DISLIKE IT!" The nobleman said with eyes wide, showing his apparent madness.

"We discovered that a record of a great mage who killed hundreds of thousands of demons, humans, beastman, elves and any other race imaginable sent their blood to your town. We used forensic magic on your town and found you dirt, dirty, Dirty! half blood"

"I'll awaken your magic sense for you and because of that you'll get to live a very, very long life youngster. Oh by the way, Its going to hurt quite a bit. Sorry NOT SORRY ~ Hahahahahahahahaha."

"No please no! Please! I'm begging you! Please? Please? Pleaaaaaase?! No.... No!!! Stoooooooo-"

The noble man had picked up a long sword and slit Liam's stomach, chest and eyes open after gaging him with a piece of concrete.

What's going on? I can't see! Please Please PLEASE! THIS CANT BE HAPPENING RIGHT NOW! Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? WHY? Please... I don't want to die! Please let me live! Let me go back see Josh! Just one more time...Please...

Shortly after spouting those words in his mind, Liam's vision began to return and the pain began to diminish rapidly.

Eh?

What?

"So? How do you like your new vision, new organ that I can't be bothered to explain to you and your eternally stopped heart? ~ Hahahahahahaha!"

Oh, I see, so I have to just live here for ever? If I don't die then it's fine I guess. Liam began to open his eyes with a slight hint of madness as he stared at the man who had just tortured him.

Unlike before, Liam could see currents of different colours like red, black, blue, white, green, yellow and many many more.

"A~lso little one! A mages affinity for magic is determined by the amount of currents they can see. I personally have to uphold my dignity as the prince of Tarmak, so I vigorously trained and now I can see 4 different colours!"

"Oi, I'm impressive right? I am aren't I? I AM AREN'T I?" The man repeated with a look of complete madness shining brightly in his eyes.

"I'll be back every ten years for your blood, sperm, bone marrow, tears and skin ~ okay?"

"Well awesome! See you later! Actually before I go...Guards! Please make sure to continuously torture him and you can have all the 'fun' you want!"

The guards began to smile murderously directly at me and thus it began. The 6,000 years in torture that passed where no understatement of being called 'hell'. After the 25th year mark, Liam had his hands cut off and then was almost killed from blood loss even with his superior healing.

At that time, his hair and eyes underwent a very drastic change. His hair changed to a shade of grey that made him seem almost like a blank slate or just some really old guy that's had a hard life. HIs eyes how ever went completely dark. He began to change from hopeful thinking to becoming crazed and began to naturally accept the pain and try to 'train' his vision, hearing, healing, taste, senses and grasped the very basic control of the red current in his vision known as 'fire'

By the time 300 years had passed he could successfully heal any injury sustained within mere moments but hid his abilities as he now understood just how malicious humans really are. Over the period of 3,000 he began to lose himself in the extreme pleasure of being hurt and was dying to try inflicting pain on others himself. He wanted to watch their eyes tremble with fear while gazing down at them with superiority.

By the 5,000th year, Liam had managed to control six currents of Red, Blue, Black, White, Purple and Yellow. He could even materialise entire rings of blue flames just by using his senses and moulding the purple current to interact with the red current creating a materialised flame, not just an imaginary one.

5,995. After this many years, could Liam hear things from behind walls, sense people, animals and emotions from insane distances, he even managed to piece his mental state back together and recover his memories he lost during his 4,000th year.

Another 5 years passed and he was finally ready. After having been raped, tortured, mentally and physically deprived, he felt ready to escape from this place and test out his new found powers and longing for blood.

Footsteps, the noble man is coming back with no guards, sixteen buckets travelling behind him and twelve syringes. Perfe~ct!

"Helllllll~O my dear little pet!"

"Its me again! Mister Prince!" The noble man didn't even look at him as he was preparing the first syringe.

"Eh?" The prince felt a burning sensation inside his stomach as his intestines, bowel and stomach were instantly burned to shred making his waist and below turn into ash.

Burning up the gag on his mouth Liam began to laugh madly at the sight of the man who tortured him for thousands of years tremble and plead out of pure fear.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH~~~~~~~~HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH~HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH~~~~~~~HAHAHAHA!" This was just the beginning of the Tales of a Rogue Magus.