400 years ago...
It was a dark, rainy night. Clouds covered the moon, and the only thing that could be seen was the faint glow of torches lighting up a fortress in the distance.
The only sound was the heavy drops of the rainfall, and the occasional thunder, a rare instance in the middle of the desert.
Lightning flashes, lighting up the dark as a scream broke through the night, full of anger. It came from the fortress, and not long after the torches flare up, lighting up the surrounding area.
From the fortress, a figure in a dark robe scurried away through the rain, carrying a bundle in their arms. The bundle cries out, upset and confused about what was happening.
Grinning from ear to ear, the figure giggles maniacally, before disappearing into a puff of blue smoke. Leaving no trace of where they went.
Exiting the fortress, an angry mother quickly flies around with her iron-fan, searching for the intruder that took one of her most precious treasures. But there was no sign of them. Not even a trace.
Crying out in grief, the woman falls to her knees. First her husband, and now her second baby is gone.
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In a cave far from the fortress, the figure appears once more, the bundle stills crying in his arms. They weren't going to dispose of the child yet, since their Lady would be VERY displeased. She wanted the Jade Warrior for her Destiny, and this child was the key.
No, he had to wait.
The figure places the child on the ground, walking back towards the entrance before facing the crying baby on the ground. He smirks, blowing a puff of blue smoke in its direction.
When the smoke cleared, the child was encased in a thick layer of ice, trapped within in a deep coma.
Walking out of the cave, the figure disappears, leaving the demon child in the ice. The ice will break when the time is right.
Until then, he'll be waiting.