The crackling of the fire is heard.
How can evil go so far?
let her go! let her go!
¡laughs! laughs!
The cabin was on fire, burning fiercely on that fateful night.
Two uniformed men tear the clothes of Evans Qualty's wife.
they force Evans' son to watch.
Let this witch suffer.
One of the uniformed men lowers his pants and says to Evans' wife:
-What a pretty color. Feel the cock of a real man.
Evans struggled, but two men held him down.
The uniformed man began to move between the legs of Evans' wife; But, Evans' wife bit her tongue and bled to death shortly after.
Mr Evans, the Duchess asked us to tell you:
-You and your mother should never have existed.
How do we kill the child?
Cut him slowly in front of his father, you didn't listen, the Duchess wants this man to suffer.
court! blood! court! blood!
Evans' son screams, asking for help; but Evans can only say:
-I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
laughter! laughter!
Evans feels deep hatred and resentment.
He tried to distance himself from the succession, to live away with his beautiful wife and son. He did not practice magic or aura, to avoid disputes.
And one night the Duchess's men broke into her cabin.
"They accused my wife of making a pact with the devil and multiple demons."
"Only the night will know what was true and what was not."
"I hope this damn world burns to the ground."
Evans hears a murmur:
I also want revenge. I will help you.
Who are you? -Evan asked in his mind.
I don't know, I have no memories, only power and vengeful desires. -The murmur responded.
Let's go back to the past, you won't suffer the same. -The murmur added.
Evans sighed, and replied:
-I don't know what you are; use my body if you want, go back to the past; I give you everything. But kill these men, tell them that you are the devil with whom I made a pact, only let one live, so that he can tell the duchess that she and her children will pay.
"Uncertainty is worse than certainty; let the Duchess live in fear; that is my revenge"
the murmur:
-Your grudges will be mine. both tonight, and in the coming past; I won't forget it.
Evan, with white skin, blue eyes and black hair, no, now his eyes are black as the deepest abyss.
He frees himself from the men who were holding him.
Broken bones! Broken bones!
Evans contorted the men's arms into a completely unnatural position.
Evans inhales and exhales...
Laughter! Laughter!
I'm alive again!
They called the devil!
He has come for you!
The expression of the remaining uniformed men disfigured in an instant.
Evans looked at the man who raped Evans' wife.
-You will suffer a lot. -Evans said with a Machiavellian expression.
With one leap, Evans caught up with the attacker of Evans' wife.
Evans gouged out the man's eye, then ripped off his ear. The man resisted at first, but every part of Evans seemed like a wall.
-Why don't you laugh now? -Evans asked sarcastically.
The festival of blood and screams continued, only one man escaped, or was allowed to escape, in a handkerchief he carried the penis and testicles of Evans' wife's attacker.
Evans' message:
"You and your children will suffer; wait for me!"
The next morning; Evans, just 10 years old, woke up in a large bed with soft white blankets.
A smile appeared on Evans' face:
-I'm alive. This will be fun.