I took some advice from a good reviewer and re-wrote the whole thing...
I want my readers to see the word that I make inside my reality so just tell me if I still have some problems with punctuations and typos...
P.S. I like using ellipses a lot...it's my own diversity...but I guess this story could be an exception
Another head was detached from its body. Even if I was meters far from the corpse, I could clearly smell the stench of blood and see the bloody guts of the unfortunate royal that was charged of treason. It's sickening, almost every day I see people being hanged or beheaded here in London. A closed casket in a funeral was not a very unusual sight, only a few people here die of old age or of natural cause. Almost all of London's dead population were brutally killed or executed.
The people around me might be either sadistic or just plainly mad. If you see a man's head bounce at your feet would you not freeze in shock? But not these royals, they even laughed when the blood began to spurt out of the body.
"M-Master".
I heard Allen's trembling voice as he held on my coat tightly. His hands shaking, his face is so flustered and his eyes are widened in utter shock. He's so weak; the mere sight of this bloody scene sends him into a catatonic state that he could barely breathe. Why him? Why did he chose you?
"Nea Walker". One of the royal guards exclaimed from the bloody table. Everyone's attention turned to the red-headed man that was wearing a long coat with a monochromatic color, a cross on the back and the number 14 right on the center of the cross. He was being walked towards the table where his head would be removed. But unlike the others, he did not try to escape, and as he walked, he walked with his pride intact. It's like he does not fear death. A guard grabbed his locks from behind then pushed him down to the ground, he was forced to kneel before his family, the Noah. "The 14th Member of the Royal Family, Noah. Known as the Noah of Destruction, the Pianist and the Musician, accused of treason against your own family by giving governance to another person who is not a member of the Noah Family over the Noah's Ark, a crime of treason that can only be punishable by death by beheading"
The Earl, a faceless man, a royal hiding under a smiling mask, The Head of the Noah family and one of the most powerful man in the world, next to the Royal Family themselves, stood up and looked down at the former member of his family. Nea Walker. The brave man who still proudly looks up to him though he could kill him with the flick of his fingers. "You are not worthy to stain the Noah's crest with your filthy blood…strip him of his coat". The guards immediately followed his orders are removed his long coat, leaving him with only his bottoms on.
."Nea Walker, are you or are you no guilty as charged?". The guard exclaimed once again after he received a nod from the Earl
The whole tower fell into a deep silence. All eyes were on Nea Walker, he still kept his eyes locked on the Earl, ignoring the other royals that despised him as well. He was a shame in the name of Aristocracy, especially on the British Nobility, then suddenly…his thin, dry lips slightly parted to sigh then they curved into a self-assured smile…"Would I be here if that beautiful story was just a lie?". The whole Tower was suddenly filled with the Royals screams. The Noahs could not just take the shame slapped on their faces.
"Kill that Bastard". Lord Toraido said from under his hood. He slowly raised his head to face his "brother" and sternly stared at his lit-up eyes. "Death to the traitor!". The crowds chanted his exact words repeatedly as it grew louder and louder.
The guards immediately followed his judgment and took him to the bloody table. He might have had bruises from the tight grip of the guards on his arms, but as his head rested on the table. He immediately tried to release himself, kicking the guards out of his way and as he was struggling, he grabbed a sword from one of the guards then ran towards the Earl. He was in front of him as he unsheathed the sword from the scabbard and drove it deep…deep…deep…into his own heart
His blood completely stained the Earl and the other Noahs that were sitting beside him, but that was not everything, I could have sworn that I saw his blood-stained lips curve into a smile before he fell in front of the Earl. Dead.
Allen was still trembling as he rode the carriage to Froi's manor, but how could I blame him, no one expected to see such a scene in the Tower…though the Royals saw the guts and blood which they came for, no one expected to see Nea's own blood to be spilt by his own hands. No one but me.
…"Be strong, Cross…more will be coming your way"…Though I was a faithful servant to him, he never treated me like a pawn in his chess board, he treated me like a real person who could decide on my own, the only order he has ever given me was Allen…"This child will defeat us…raise him as a rebel against us, raise him as a soldier lusting for my kind's blood"…Those were his final words, words that I will live on with my life…
… "M-master"…he finally spoke after seeing Nea's guts spilling out… "Why do they need to kill their own family? Don't they love each other?"…
Foolish child…you will kill your own family one day, your hands would one day be stained by their blood.
… "I don't know…I could not understand them as well, Allen"…
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