A/N: Here's a story I've been thinking about for a while now~ It will mainly center around Zen and MC, But the other members of the RFA and a few side characters do make their way in this as well. Now this is a AU so some characters personalities may be OOC for those of you that care. Also I don't own anything having to do with Mystic Messenger or it's characters.

Zen: Really your second Fic is centered around me?! I expected to star in one regardless but this soon!?

Mc: This is very exciting! Will I also be given a more complex personality, I find the "naive and weak" girl act to be a bit boring.

Me: Only the best for you Mc!

Zen: Hey now don't go forgetting about me! I am the leading role after all. *Flips his hair*

Me: Are you though? I guess we'll see.

Zen: Wait what does that mean!?

Mc: Hush Zenny! I wanna see what she has in store!

For as long as Hyun Ryu could remember he was referred to as the "cursed child", at least that was one of the many names the people in town called him. He was told shortly after his birth that his parents gave him up for his deformity. Snowy white pale skin, bright red eyes, and hair so silver it shines.

From birth everyone hated this silvered hair child, and he was locked away from the world. When something went wrong, he was pushed to the next place that would take him. You see, Hyun Ryu was blamed for a lot of misfortunes within the town. If there was a drought, crops died, or if illness found its way to the town, Hyun Ryu was at fault.

"He's wicked and vile!" They would say.

So, Hyun Ryu never stayed long wherever he went. As a baby he was blamed for the extra taxation. When he was at the young age of two, a farm caught fire in a storm; burning most of the wheat. At four years old, a plague spread through the village that devastated the townspeople. The majority of civilians claimed that their town was hit the hardest because "that cursed child is here!" Naturally the plague is a young boys' fault. Hyun Ryu was staying at the local Church, to avoid a riot. Eventually, the priest turned him over to their sister chapel that was two towns away. There he stayed at a Nun's orphanage for unwanted and troubled children until the age of six.

That was the longest place Hyun Ryu ever stayed at. Most Nun's didn't believe in the rumors that surrounded him, but that didn't mean Hyun Ryu was safe. Word got around to one particular Nun, Sister Glam. The rumors ate at her, and she soon started to believe those past accusations. She feared Hyun Ryu, and often tried to keep him within the walls of the Church. She started to twist Hyun Ryu's mind that he was foul. His features scared the other kids away, the rumors painted an image of something horrid, which left him to himself mostly. All Hyun Ryu had were cursed, foul, and dark thoughts circulating his tiny world. He was repulsive.

He didn't know why, only that his appearance wasn't normal. So around age five, Hyun Ryu started to hide himself from the other orphans and Nun's. Fearing their cruel words and lashings. Especially Sister Glam, Hyun Ryu feared her most. Her beatings had no end, he was punished for the smallest of mistakes, often for the mistakes of others. So it was no shock to find the young boy by himself in the stable, finding solace with the churches cows. At nights where it wasn't too cold out, he would prefer to sleep with them rather than his own bed. If you could even call the closet with a small wooden structure a bed.

While Hyun Ryu began to fear most adults, he found the priest of the Church pleasant. Father Kim always made sure Hyun Ryu was getting his food. He didn't agree with how badly Hyun Ryu was treated by the other Nun's, saying his abnormalities were not a punishment from God, but is in fact a test. Telling Hyun Ryu this was his challenge by the Lord, to find love and acceptance within his grace, even when the rest of world was against him. Hyun Ryu didn't like god, in fact he hated that he was ever made this way, and cursed the Father's god for it. But, he would never tell Father Kim that. He wanted to make him happy, because he liked the safety he felt when he was around. Sadly, Father Kim couldn't always be there for the boy. It was in these moments that Sister Glam sought to punish him, when Hyun Ryu was at his weakest.

Shortly after Hyun Ryu became six, there was an accident at the orphanage. A boy Hyun Ryu's age had drowned in the nearby river. He was loved within the convent by the Nun's, and when Sister Glam heard of the tragedy, her mind blamed Hyun Ryu for the death. Even when Father Kim protested the claim, she was hell bent on proving it. So, late one night Sister Glam took Hyun Ryu out behind the stables. There she tied him to the post, and demanded he confess his sins.

"Confess you monster! You did it! You did it didn't you!" Sister Glam screamed so hard, Hyun Ryu could see her eyes bulge.

He tried to struggle against his restraints, but the effort only made the bruising on his wrists ache more. He was cold, so cold. The Autumn air was crisp and the cold water Sister Glam threw at him only made the chill worse. His clothes stuck to his small frame, as he shivered near the post.

"Stop...I'm sorry..." Hyun Ryu would speak in a hushed tone, knowing his voice only angered the woman further. His vision grew blurry as the tears bubbled up again.

"You should be sorry! You vile little creature! You are the reason he is dead! You! You did this!" There was no stopping her. Hyun Ryu knew when she lost her temper it was beyond his control to appease her hatred of him.

Sister Galm had kept him outside for over an hour. He was so exhausted that it was hurting him to stand, but she tied his wrists to a post, knowing the post was too tall for him. Forcing him to keep upright, leaning against the wooden fixture to keep from falling. Another splash of freezing well water washed over Hyun Ryu.

"Confess! You did this! I know it! Confess and repent! You cursed being!"

Hyun Ryu grew to loathe the idea of repentance. He already detested himself, but he grew to detest god more. For making him this way, for giving him traits people feared. He saw how the other children were treated. With such kindness, he even saw Sister Glam smile at them, which only fueled his hatred of the unfairness.

"...I'm sor-sorry...sister...I'm sorry.." Hyun Ryu whimpered already fearing the smack he was to received for his shudder.

"It doesn't seem that way to me!" Hyun Ryu could see she wasn't going to let up anytime soon. This was the maddest he had ever seen her. No beating he received before compared to this. His tears streamed down his face, and cascaded more when he saw her take out a whip met for the cows. He sobbed, trying his hardest to untie the knot that held him in place.

"Sister no! No! I'm sorry!" Hyun Ryu cried in fear as she walked closer, closing the distance between them even more.

"You need to repent." Sister Glam spoke coldly as she whipped the boy mercilessly. He screeched in agony, as welts began to form on his body. Sometimes feeling the warmth of his blood seep through his clothes, which was the only soothing sensation this night had to offer.

Somewhere during the lashing, Sister Glam felt this wasn't enough. It would never be enough, not for her. Her agitation only grew at the sight of Hyun Ryu. Fear was clouding not only her judgement, but her morals. Her state was manic. Her mind whispering for her to try and save him. Save him from himself, making so he could never harm another soul. The idea of more children dying terrified the Sister, to the point of losing herself.

Sister Glam dropped the whip, letting the sensation of her intent muster within her. Losing to the emotion of anger she gave in, telling herself this would be a sacrifice, an act of mercy. But Hyun Ryu only saw the look of evil in her eyes when she wrapped her hands around his throat.

Hyun Ryu clawed at her with his free hand. Fighting with all his strength to release the ever growing pressure on his windpipe. With each gasp he made, he felt the restrictions on his lungs begin to burn. He no longer cared for how cold he once was, only becoming more and more afraid with the lack of feeling in his face. The sensation of numbness was enveloping his body. He stared into the eyes of Sister Glam,only see the intense passion of hatred for him within them. The last thing to go through his mind was the sadness he felt for himself. He wondered why he was so hated for how he looked. Why the god, that Father Kim loved so much, would bring him in this world, if no one cared for him to begin with.

Then right as the world around him began to grow darker, and his ears no longer heard the shouts of Sister Glam anymore, did Hyun Ryu begin to feel himself slip into a state of unconscious. Right before the blackness covered his sight he was engulfed with a warm presence. The warmth one would feel on a hot summer evening. For a moment Hyun Ryu forgot all about his life and just focused on how safe he felt. When he did finally open his eyes, he was in the arms of a stranger.

She was dressed in garments he hadn't ever seen a woman wear before in the village, with a large black hat rested on her head. There looked to be a small flower hanging from the tip of the hat that was bent over. Reaching out, Hyun Ryu was entranced with its bright purple petals. That was when he focused enough to see her face. Her sharp features startled him at first as he recoiled. Taken back from being so close to the face of a young woman. She knelt down slowly letting go of him as he stumbled out of her arms.

Almost glowing green eyes stared back at him, illuminating the darkness around the two. Hyun Ryu wouldn't call her frightening looking, she had a soft expression on her face and her hair fell to on side in a long braid. He stepped back unsure of the female until he toppled over. He began to feel just how beaten he was. At once all of the welts, scraps, and bruises began to pulse and ache with pain. He also realized he was no longer behind the stable. Tall trees surrounded the two, branches reaching so high the stars in the sky weren't in view. Panic started to ensue once more within the boy, but the woman lead forward snaking her arms around him in what Hyun Ryu could only assume was a hug.

"Shh. It's ok. Don't be scared, your safe now. See? That woman can't harm you anymore." Her voice was calming and she started to pat Hyun Ryu's head in an effort to comfort him.

As much as the voice in his head was screaming at him to run, he found the act oddly satisfying. Father Kim was the only one to ever comfort him like this. Even though he didn't know her, Hyun Ryu liked that she didn't seemed bothered by his features.

"There there. How about we go inside and tend to your wounds? I'll even bring you warm soup? Does that sound ok?" Hyun Ryu looked at her again before wrapping his arms around her neck.

The female took this sign as a yes and held him close, as she stood back up. Hyun Ryu nuzzled his face in her hair, noting she smelled like fresh pinewood. She was warm and for that moment ,he didn't care that he was in pain. Instead he relished in the feeling of how safe she made him feel as they walked closer to a house he didn't see before.

A rather large cabin that seemed to be fused with the surrounding trees. It was unlike anything Hyun Ryu had ever seen, vines where covering the outside walls, making it even harder to tell at first glance it was indeed a house. The door opened on its own, which Hyun Ryu found to be curious. Once inside it was like a strong force willed the lanterns and candles to life, lighting the rooms within. Hyun Ryu had never seen so much stuff. Shelves and surrounding tables were littered with books, small trinkets, and glassware. The walls were covered with all sorts of plants and paintings. Hanging from the ceiling were large crystals that reflected the light making the room seem brighter.

She brought Hyun Ryu over to a bed that was covered with more furs then he could count. He didn't like how cold he grew when she let him go to gather the supplies, but the softness of the furs made up for that. He curled into them liking how they feel on his skin, he never had any blanket as soft as these. He wonder if this was what Father Kim or the Sister's would sleep with.

Then all at once dread washed over Hyun Ryu . He was still damp from the water, and his clothes were getting the bed wet. He crawled off fearing when she returns, anger would ensue. Panic poured in as Hyun Ryu fell to the wooden floor. He heard her steps approach and he felt too scared to face her, choosing instead to hold his head and shut his eyes. Bracing himself, but when her steps stopped he felt her pick him up again before placing him on the furs again.

"Don't be scared. I'm not going to hurt you like that wicked women. Here left your arms up, we need to get you washed up. After I'll bring you clean clothes and you may eat too."

When Hyun Ryu didn't respond she led him to the bathtub where hot water was waiting for him, the water was a misty teal color with flowers and other herbs floating around.

"I put special healing plants in, they will help with the wounds." She said as she undressed Hyun Ryu and placed him in the tub before leaving again.

He liked how warm it was, he was expecting it to sting but the sensation never came. He watched as the blue hue in the water would shift from teal to forest green colors whenever he slashed about. He did start to feel better, his chest and back no longer pulsating pain. When the Women returned she sat besides the tub and begins to wash his hair. It was new to Hyun Ryu , no one really liked to be near him and they diffidently didn't like to touch him. He couldn't remember the last time he was bathe like this.

When the Women deemed him clean enough, she dried him off and put him in fresh clean clothes. Hyun Ryu only ever got to wear what was handed down to him, they were never new, and most certainly not comfortable. These clothes however didn't itch like his last ones instead they were smooth on his skin. She rubbed a smelly ointment on his wounds that were too deep to be healed from the bath, before leading him to the kitchen where she watched him eat four bowls of stew.

Hyun Ryu knew he shouldn't have eaten so much, but couldn't stop when she didn't protest when he reached for more. Even the food was good, much more flavor then the meals he received from the orphanage. When he felt like his stomach was going to burst, did he finally set the spoon down. He sat there unsure what to do next. He wondered how far of a walk it was back to the stable, deciding sleeping with the cows would be better than risk getting caught by Sister Glam again.

Before Hyun Ryu could ask anything the Women got up and went to the bed. She sat on the corner before patting to the side of her. Hyun Ryu practically fell out of his seat as he raced to her side. He stood before her and wondered if it was really ok.

"Do you not wish to sleep on a bed? Perhaps the lounge chair?" Hyun Ryu's eyes grew wide with excitement.

"You mean it!? I can sleep...on a bed?" He didn't wait for her answer though. He already crawled in pulling a few different furrs over himself, before looking back at her.

She had already laid down, her back turned to him while he scooted closer for warmth, like he did with the cows. When she shifted up again, he felt like maybe he pushed the boundaries, but she only stared at him for a moment before returning to her original pose. Once they both laid perfectly still did all the lights within the cabin blow out at once, scaring Hyun Ryu. He clutched the fabric of the Women's' dress in response.

"They will go out when I deem it appropriate for slumber, no need to fear the sudden darkness."

Hyun Ryu liked that she seemed to sound so relaxed by the quick changes happening around the cottage. Even in the dark he could hear the shutters on the windows close by themselves.

"Umm...In the morning...Will.." Hyun Ryu tried to talk but he grew nervous to even ask the question. He wanted to sleep but felt restless knowing this was going to come to an end once dawn broke.

"Hmm? What about the morning?" She sounded tried and Hyun Ryu felt bad about disturbing her, but had to know.

"Am I going back... to the Church in the morning..." Hyun Ryu's mouth went dry at the thought of leaving.

"Do you wish to return?"

"ah...No...not really..." Hyun Ryu played with his hands thinking about how awful the hay bed is compared to this one. A real bed.

"Then you shall remain here then." Hyun Ryu looked up to stare at her backside in the dark in disbelief.

"Really!"

"Did I not just say so? You may stay here, now go to sleep. There much to do tomorrow." Hyun Ryu wasted no time settling down. He didn't want to anger her or have her change her mind.

Instead he nestled closer, resting his forehead against her back, before drifting into what would be first of many great nights of sleep.

Mc: Wow I never expected you to make Glam so…

Me: Wicked? Well I did hate her in the game so I thought she was fitting for the role.

Zen: You let her do that to me! TO MY BEAUTIFUL BODY!?

Mc: Oh it's ok! See I healed you with magic!

Zen: Babe that's not the point...I thought this was gonna be lovey dovey…

Me: Think again!

A/N: Thanks so so so much for reading! I'm very excited to write this one and do plan to update weekly, if not daily. Hopefully you guys enjoyed this and find it interesting enough to read more!