Ch 11 Dream of the past

In a small room, a child could be seen hugging his knees while crying silently.

*sniff* "hmmmm" *sniff

The child was scared shaking on the cold stone floor of the room he was in. Darkness is all he saw nothing else.

*Bam* *Smash*

Outside the room, a man could be seen smashing every piece of furniture he saw. While a woman is at the door covering her face. Tears drip from her eyes as a slap mark is on her preetys face.

"HAA! *Huff* Haa *Huff*" The man breath a mouth full of air before looking at his wife. "I TOLD YOU BEFORE DON'T LET THAT CHILD OUT!" The man screams to his wife. "Y...yes I..ill n...not. Made..A...Mistake" She said looking down the floor.

"Good," The man said before he took a belt and headed inside the child room. He kicks the door opened and look at the child.

*Bomb*

The child shivers in fear of what is going to happen to him. The man held the child on the neck and brings him on eye level with him. "I told you don't go out of this room," The man said before throwing the child on the floor.

*thud*

The child fell to the hard cold floor as the man kick him on the stomach

*Khu*

Saliva came out of his mouth as the man slams his belt at the child repeatedly. "I AGAIN ONCE TOLD YOU FOR THE HUNDRED TIME! DON"T COME OUT OF THIS ROOM!" The man shouted as the child cried silently enduring the torture.

This has been his life for almost all his life. His mother still loves him but doesn't try to save him from his father knowing that he would get hurt further if she did help.

The woman just cried at the corner doesn't know what to do. There isn't anything she can use to call for help. There are no Electricitys in this house while her husband once thought to be a nice kind man turned out to be a killer.

She weeps on the floor enduring the sound of his child getting beaten. If she did try she and the child will suffer more pain than this. She and the child knows.

The child was intelligent since birth knowing already the best option for them is don't speak at all and just endure it.

As the days past the mother and child have lived their life in this torturous man. They always endure it as they both waited for help to come.

But sometimes life isn't fair. The woman died she e was killed by his father. The child cried for his mother.

*Huff* *Huff* "When will this end" *HicK* The child muttered sleeping on the cold floor once more. "Mother why...why, Why did you take her away," The child said.

He still believed to be saved by someone. But he was slowly crumbling away. His life was always to stay inside the room and never go out. He was now 9 years old his mother has died a few weeks ago.

There's only darkness where he was no windows or even any cracks leading to a small light. The door to his room was opened and he saw his angry father holding a wooden bat. "I can't believe that mother fucker" He said as he slams it down at the child.

*Smack* *Smash*

He did it over and over again. He was frustrated and the only thing he can do about it is to let it go and take it all on his child after all he killed his wife a few weeks ago who was taking the beating for the child.

After a few minutes, the man let go of the bat and exited the room as the child lay on the ground covered in blood and bruises.

*tears* *Huff* *Hick*

How many times has it been. He cried almost every day of his life. His body lay on the ground non-moving as his body can only switch in pain as he cried himself to sleep.

When he woke up in the morning he saw a small plate of food to the side and a lot of water. He doesn't know who was bringing it to him but he was great full.

He ate it quickly before driving plenty of water as he still felt the pain on his body. "When am I going to leave this place," He said he was already adapted in the night. He can see better and almost can see in the night as his own night vision.

He grips his first but felt pain all over his body. He flinches but also has adapted to the constant pain. He sighs to himself before going in the corner slowly dragging his body. He leaned on the walls and relax his muscles or what is left of them.

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In the forest, Jin-Woo opened his eyes. He was pale and was sweating buckets of water.

*Huff*

"It's been a long time since I had a nightmare," He said remembering his past. "I'll not let anyone experience what I have!" He said as clench his fist. He took a short break from traveling it's been 6 hours now since he leff.

He is in the forest nighttime his body is made of dark shadows armor glowing in purple light on some edges. He looks up the starts remembering his mother who died.

"I promise even if my life is on the line. I'll save all the race who was enslaved and was treated like sh*t" Jin-Woo said again as he looks at his buddy behind im looking at him a little freakout.

"Don't worry buddy just a nightmare He said as he scratches Fenrirs shin making him was his tail from left to right happily. At his, shadow Zero look at him and had a determined face.

'My lord has experienced something close to mine. That is why he wanted to build a kingdom for the weak so they could not felt what he felt that they. Ney what we felt that dey' Zero thought as he just looks at his lord.

"Life is hard as always if one lives the other dies...It's like one has a good life and one has a disgusting life...It's better to be content with what you have than look ahead. Be great full that your life was amazing" Jin-Woo muttered to himself as he saw a shooting star.

"A shooting star at this night sound a little bit cliche if you ask me" *Chuckles* "Better rest for tonight we have a long day tomorrow" Jin-Woo said closing his eyes as Fenrirs looks around him protecting Jin-Woo who has already been asleep.