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Harry Potter Lord of Light
Prologue-Dursleys
His life was hell his own room was his Uncle's personal torture room for him. He had only gotten a room because his cupboard was two small for his Uncle to torment him. His head cracked as his head smashed against the wall. His blood was everywhere around the room. He had long since realized that something was happening to him no normal person could withstand the torment he was going through they would easily die. His Uncle gave him a murderous glare from the doorway of his room. No even trying to conceal the knife he was hiding behind his back. He didn't even care about himself anymore. He wouldn't even resist his Uncle's torture. Uncle Vernon walked through the doorway and brandished his knife. "Worthless ungrateful worm" He said as he threw the knife with out much force because of him consuming alcohol a few hours earlier at the younger boy, which Harry easily dodged. Uncle Vernon went into the closet and retrieved a metal bat that had a large dent in that had previously belonged to Dudley who abandoned it because out his dislike of exercise and swung it at Harry who easily dodged it again. The boy offered no resistance as he looked at the ground and waited for the inevitable pain to come. It never did so he slowly lifted his head with pain and soon wished he hadn't as he watched the bat come down with force. He tried to get up again but failed as he was beat to the ground.
He failed to see his uncle picked up the knife again in his pain. He tried to stand up and felt his legs crack as he fell to the ground uselessly. He closed his eyes waiting to die.
He felt the pain of the of the knife slid through his skin in his shoulder and into the flesh as he silently waited to die.
Harry Potter Lord of Light
Prologue-Dursleys
His life was hell his own room was his Uncle's personal torture room for him. He had only gotten a room because his cupboard was two small for his Uncle to torment him. His head cracked as his head smashed against the wall. His blood was everywhere around the room. He had long since realized that something was happening to him no normal person could withstand the torment he was going through they would easily die. His Uncle gave him a murderous glare from the doorway of his room. No even trying to conceal the knife he was hiding behind his back. He didn't even care about himself anymore. He wouldn't even resist his Uncle's torture. Uncle Vernon walked through the doorway and brandished his knife. "Worthless ungrateful worm" He said as he threw the knife with out much force because of him consuming alcohol a few hours earlier at the younger boy, which Harry easily dodged. Uncle Vernon went into the closet and retrieved a metal bat that had a large dent in that had previously belonged to Dudley who abandoned it because out his dislike of exercise and swung it at Harry who easily dodged it again. The boy offered no resistance as he looked at the ground and waited for the inevitable pain to come. It never did so he slowly lifted his head with pain and soon wished he hadn't as he watched the bat come down with force. He tried to get up again but failed as he was beat to the ground.
He failed to see his uncle picked up the knife again in his pain. He tried to stand up and felt his legs crack as he fell to the ground uselessly. He closed his eyes waiting to die.
He felt the pain of the of the knife slid through his skin in his shoulder and into the flesh as he silently waited to die.