The other world
Prolog
Kai's P.O.V
There was a story my mother used to tell me when I was younger, before she passed away. It was a story of a war between two brothers, which had raged for centuries. The two brothers' were completely different, opposites with nothing in common but their birth right to their kingdoms. One kingdom for each brother to rule, but this wasn't good enough for the older brother. No it wouldn't due, he was to greedy to be happy with the arrangements like his little brother. The older brother wanted both kingdoms for himself and would stop at nothing to kill his sibling. So the younger brother was sent to a new world till he was old enough to defend himself from his brother.
This story used to keep me up at night, wondering how siblings could fight like that. Why brothers could fight over something as stupid as land. Then I got my answer one night when I was three. That was the night when my grandfather murdered his own son and daughter-in-law in cold blood, to get me.