A/N: This is an idea that simply came in my head and I thought why not? I am still trying to improve my writing, so I apologize if it sucks. I'll try and find a good and convenient updating pattern for this story as well. This one might become better than "Things I'll never say" because I won't rush pace and focus as much as posible on my mistakes (they might still slip and I'm extremely sorry for it).

All right! Shall we get started?

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There once was light... It filled the kingdom with vitality and indescribable beauty. Every one lived in peace and happiness. The leaders of this heaven were kind hearted and wise, they cared about their people's well-being. In those times of peace, the silence of the sea and the symphony of nature were the soothing hand of a mother that touched your soul.

One unfortunate day though, this bliss was shuttered by the unforgiving blade of war. Their once friendly neighbours from the south attacked their kindom and killed their queen due to a misunderstanding.

The king's heart was ripped out the moment he saw the cold ,lifeless body of his beloved wife. All the happiness and wealth there once was, disappeared in the cold claws of war and hate. People were famished and sickness was spread in the kingdom for a while. They all missed the happy days when the kingdom prospered.

Now the two kingdoms were loathing each other. Arguments always started between the villagers of those opposing sides. Fortunately, these arguments don't lead to war and bloodshed like they used to.

There is a saying, a legend that is told in both kingdoms. That only a powerful enough love can seal shut the bleeding wound between the two kingdoms and bring peaceful times again. ~

"L-Lukas is this really how our mother died?" asked a terrified Emil through sniffles.

"Unfortunately I believe so. I'm sorry Emil, but father asked me to tell you this story sooner or later." answered a small, 8 year old Lukas.

" Big Brother, do you believe in the legend?" Emil asked quietly.

" I don't know. It's up to you to figure out if you believe it or not. Have a goodnight now Emil, it's time for you to sleep!"

"Goodnight ,big brother!" chirped Emil.

Lukas soon left the room and closed the door behind him. With small foot steps he approached the throne room where his father always laid. Getting closer to his father's side, Lukas noticed a small dagger in his strong hands.

"I told him the story father!" stated Lukas.

"Oh really? Knowing you, I thought you will wait until he gets older, but that is not important now." he calmly and coldly replied.

He got up from his seat and roughly grabbed Lukas' wrist. Lukas winced in pain from the roughness of his father as he was dragged out from the room.

"Lukas you are so useless! What king will you be in the future? Probably a failure, just like your mother!"the king spat.

"W-What are you talking about f-father ?"Lukas' voice started shaking.

The king tied Lukas to a wooden chair and started slowly dragging the sharp blade of the dagger on his delicate and pale skin. Lukas shouted in pain as he struggled against his restrains.

"Father why are you doing this! Why did I do wrong!" Pure pain was written across his face as hot and crimson blood started travelling down his arms and legs.

"Just look at you Lukas! You are an emotionless puppet left at the mercy of your miserable life! You talk about important matters such as your mother with interference. You are not a gift from the heavens given as a bless to this kingdom! No! You wanna know what you are?!" he started screaming at poor Lukas.

"W-What?" Lukas asked in a weak whisper.

"You are an emotionless monster who doesn't deserve love!" he screamed even louder, his voice echoing through the castle.

Lukas just coped with this hellish torture for hours. All he could feel now was numbness.

A/N: So what do you think? I'm sorry if this sucks ( again). Feedback is well appreciated. See you soon! Goodbye, wonderful readers!