Purple Eyes

[AUTHOR'S NOTE: This chapter could contain high levels of violence and gore. If you do not feel like reading the chapter, please skip toward chapter 29.]

However, it was not enough. And one day, the gang knocked on their door.

After several years of hiding and running away, the young man led a stable life in a far-away city. He only had to care about his younger sister's stomach. Therefore, living was easier.

But it all went downhill after the police came looking for him, wanting to ask him about his parents. Somehow, the gang got to know where he lived and knocked on his door a week after he got the visit from the police. And this led to the current situation he was in.

After looking at the Shadow Brothers and understanding where he was going to be taken, he could only resign himself to his fate, gulping. His legs were shaking.

The Shadow Brothers saw the resignation on his face and closed the distance instantly, grabbing his arms. The twins had to make sure their new product was not going to run away.

"Wait, wait, you two. We have to write his full name before taking him there, or our customers will not be happy. Take off his clothes." The man with the scar said, a wide smirk on his face.

Getting up from the chair, the scary man waited for the twins to take off the clothes of the young man. After he noticed they were done, he grabbed the handle of a knife he had on his waist and proceeded to write the name of their new product on his flesh.

He even hummed a song while cutting the flesh of the young man, ignoring the cries of pain as if he was used to it.

"Done." The man said happily, walking back to his chair.

Blood could be seen dripping from the young man's buttocks, and two words were written on it: "Ethan White".

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Two weeks passed, and the room still had the same scene.

The white-haired young man was lying on his bed, totally unconscious and alone. A few times during the day, a nurse entered the room to treat his body's needs or to take him out for another surgery or healing session.

This cycle of getting cleaned, more surgeries, and resting repeated over and over again, during even more weeks.

However, Ethan White's body was an exact copy of the day when he arrived at the hospital, unconscious and with his hands almost totally destroyed.

It was as if Ethan White's body was stuck in a loop. No matter how much effort the doctors of the hospital made in healing him, his body remained the same.

"Yawwwwwn!" A pair of eyes opened. The eyes were purple for a few seconds before turning to their usual bright golden.

"Oh? I-... I can-... I can speak?" The white-haired young man asked, his eyes starting to become teary.

The young man did not even look around, his gaze fixed on his hands. His face was showing a big surprise expression, his hands shaking.

He could not believe what he was seeing, starting to feel happy and excited.

"YEEEEES! I CAN SPEAK! HAHAHAHA! I CAN SPEAK! YES! FINALLY!" Ethan White laughed maniacally, tears falling from his eyes.

When was the last time he could speak? He did not even remember anymore. His memory was blank, a state he got into after spending so many years of suffering.

Ethan White did not stop to think about what was happening. He was not interested to know the reason for recovering his eyesight, his hands, and his tongue. He only wanted to rejoice in his good fortune.

After spending so much time serving as a slave and the kind of tortures he had to bear, Ethan White thought that he was going to die as one.

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His first owner was a rich man, owning a famous company. He had a mansion and a large number of maids.

Initially, the man was nice and soft. Ethan White thought positively about him, but it all changed after a few weeks. At night, while Ethan White was sleeping, the man entered the room and took off his clothes.

Ethan White tried to defend himself, but the rich man threatened him, forcing him to stop. Ethan White was horrified and furious. The man also had bought his younger sister.

The gang told him that his sister was not going to be taken, but he was not going to bet on the life of his sister. He let himself be raped.

During the next day, his owner acted as if nothing had happened. Ethan White tried to look for his sister, but it was to no avail. He even suspected that the rich man lied to him to satisfy his sexual desires.

After two days, the rich man assaulted him in his sleep again. This time, however, Ethan White was prepared. Ethan White had stolen a knife from the kitchen during the morning, hiding the blade in his bed.

Ethan White took the knife, prepared to stab his owner to death, not caring about the kind of punishment the gang would have prepared for him. He only cared about defending his dignity.

Nevertheless, when Ethan White was going to stab him, he forced himself to stop. A feeling of weakness went through his body, the knife even slipping from his hand.

There, in the same room, was a person he knew. The beautiful and delicate appearance of his younger sister appeared in his memory. However, the gorgeous appearance of his family member was something that he could only remember.

The person in front of him did not look beautiful at all. What greeted his sight was a hollow, empty body. Her eyes were taken out and her mouth did not have lips. The absence of teeth showed the dark insides of her mouth.

She was totally shaved and naked, but no signs of a female body were seen. There was a long scar in her chest, dividing into two parts the black burnt skin. Ethan White was not sure about her other part, but it was not something he wanted to check.

Ethan White wanted to open his mouth to talk to her, sure that the tortured and wounded monster in front of him was his younger sister, but no words came from his mouth.