Ah, the boy had potential, that is true. But using that potential was not part of the plan. Originally he was going to murder his grandson, family means little to him. But with the new changes happening…. Well death might come later.
The boy looks like him, except the eyes. Keres has bright red eyes and the boy bright blue. But that's not the only thing. His eyes are full of, what his victims say, cruelty and madness, something he doesn't like. The boy's eyes are, compared to him, innocent. But compared to the average Joe, cold and calculating.
He was halfway, courtesy of his mixed blood. Human blood doesn't much hinder godly blood. Though other godly blood does. No god knows what Chaos knows or does, so what his/her blood is doing he can't reverse.
Like all living things he has curiosity. A curse or a gift given by Chaos to everything that was born. He wants to, due to curiosity, find out the effects of the beginning's blood, or whatever it has, on a live creature.
He could tell from one glance that the boy didn't trust him, wise indeed. He did try being nice, and the boy acted. Just not how he wanted.
So he applied a bit of force, in the form of increased miasma in the air, making the boy slowly starting to starve from oxygen depletion. At first the boy didn't notice a thing, but his body did. His movements became sluggish and his breathing rate quicker, body desperately trying to inhale the precious gas.
The boy finally noticed and looked at him. Tiredness and aches in the boy's body reflected in his gaze. And the boy was supposed to be emotionless. Or at least going to be.
The boy held his throat and began to cough, it was kinda cute, in the sadistic kind that Keres knew. The boy's face took on a blue tinge, breathing erratic.
The boy was in pain, taking from the sharp, rough coughs he gave and the pained expression on his face. He tried to speak but heavy breathing and coughs stopped even a syllable escaping his lips.
Then the boy grew limp and still, not dead but nearly there. Curious, he reached to the boy's record, used for determining where he would go. Well, a lot of bad, to be honest, but lately a lot of good. They outweighed each other, and with him being murdered it was likely that he would go to the pearlies.
Tch, well that is a shame. Suddenly releasing the miasma in the air, he walked away from the limp boy.
He would have to corrupt him, then have most of his fun.