"There he is". I whispered to myself.




My brother Grover. Once upon a time, he was my everything. 

The only person in this world who stayed by my side.

The only person who would die a million times just to see me smile.

The only person who all this is for.

The one who made me weak, the one who saw good in me even though it was never there.

When the humans threw stones at me, when they burned me, when they whipped me naked, when they made fun of my mother's name, when they kidnapped and tortured me for years, the uncountable times they stabbed me, freezed me, choked me, and even buried me alive just trying to get me dead.

He was always there screaming his heart out, crying and telling me everything was going to be ok.

Publicly and privately they humiliated him, just because he was the brother of a beast, as they would normally say.


They will pay with ANYTHING and EVERYTHING, they've got.

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RAZENON

To hell with that stupid wildly beast that sent me here. 


I should have never agreed to this, this must be the greatest mistake I have ever and will ever make. 


Looking around the beautifully decorated and colossal room, my eyes landed on the crafted wooden bench in front of me. 


On the bench sat some weird looking creatures in weird looking outfits who glared daggers at me. 


"What is this hunter?". The old femine looking creature asked, with an attitude lacing voice. 


"She, your highness is a visitor". Answered hunter from behind me. 


"A visitor, you say?". She asked again, I was surely making a disgusted face by now. 


"Why is it looking like THAT?". She asked, pointing her crooked finger at my face. 


"She might just be exhausted your highness". Hunter replied without spearing me a glance. 


THE VISITOR.