After all that unprecedented childhood trauma scarring event of my unfortunate day of my birth, I wasn't really allowed much, and since it happened that I was still an infant and still growing, I was only allowed to be seen and be near only just a few people, which was of course my mother, her servant, and my nanny. In short, I was isolated from the rest of the world because though they don't think I could hear them and understand them clearly without no mistake, I was cast aside because I believe the term was I wasn't just a bastard child but I was also a disgrace.
From what I hear from the rumours and through the grapevine, my sister, the one that the day Ester invited herself to my birth and had insulted me and called me a bastard child, but she also had the courage to curse me not to amount to anything and be a servant to her daughter, who happens to be given a out of world experience celebration, while I'm stuck here locked away like a prisoner, and to think out of five children I'm the only son of the Morningstar family.
My half sister's name, from what my mom's servant and my nanny would talk about when they raised her as the topic, which was often many times in a day, she was named Ophelia Morningstar, and as if her getting all the love from the kingdom wasn't enough, but she was introduced as the Fate Of Mankind, the Hero who will defeat those who threaten not just us but also our world.
Which now that I think of it, I remember when I met my father who hasn't even bothered to come and check up on me, let alone make sure that I was okay.
He'd said something about the prophecy revealing something to him about me, which really took me time to understand, but once my two trusted gossipers finally revealed what the so called prophecy said about me.
And I don't know nor am I sure to trust if what they said was true, but apparently what the prophecy revealed to my father about me almost sent the Oracle into one unplanned eternal sleep, but it turns out it did the opposite. It is believed and said that the prophecy foresaw me standing in a chaotic world, a world that everything that exists is nothing more than a pile of Ash slowly being blown away by the dark stormy skies that wasn't just dangerous but also filled with screams of cry, agony, and unimaginable pain.
And in all that I was sitting in a throne that wasn't just bleeding but crying blood red tears, made from the bones of not just my enemies but those enemies turn out to be humankind.
Talk about one way to scare a kid for life. Now that I think about it, it also means that if my so called great sister is the Hero, I'm bound to be the complete opposite, the Villain of this story.
From all the information that I have managed to collect and gather for the past three months, meaning that at the current age that I am right now, is three months old.
I was born in a world that I wouldn't say was blessed with magic, more like cursed with magic, because before the great magic power came first the thing that happened was apparently there was a war that waged between divinity and deities even before the time of men. It is believed that this war went on for eons and eons, and a victor could not be determined because the divinity and the deities were limited.
And by limited I mean that as much as they fought, there were certain things that prevented, more like forbade them, to win the war, so the two parties decided that in order to finally have a conclusion to this war they were going to create beings formed out of clay and made out of their mana particles. These beings would now be known as humans, and they will serve as fighters for the two parties at war.
An agreement was formed, and all was done according to the will and way the parties have decided, and the war that went on for eons continued for centuries, and still with the humans fighting each other for their creators' desired dream. The war didn't just end with the humans, but after victory was claimed and a certain party worn, instead of accepting defeat it is said that humans changed out of nowhere, and since they had tasted the true taste of power they became greedy and selfish, and waged war not just against each other but also the divinity and deities.
That war was called The Blood War, as now not just two parties were caught in the war, one it was all three parties, and that war didn't just end there. It kept going on and on for the next coming eons, until they had reached an agreement of all three parties, an agreement that took a vow and promised to respect and try to live together peacefully.
But nothing lasts forever, and that proved to be nothing but a dream, as centuries later a new world began, and now unclear which party broke the treaty agreement, this war not only affected all parties but the one that got the end of the stick was none other than humans.
It felt like they were dropping like flies, and worse they didn't even know what they were fighting for. Out of hope and full of lost, humanity was replaced by nothing else but pain, tears that filled rivers and eventually became a blood river. Humans who didn't participate in the war saw their loved ones die and no means to the end of the war.
When things were dire, a certain group of individuals all came together and decided that in order to end the suffering of all humankind they will have to take matters into their own hand and become the hope that humanity really needed desperately, and a war then broke out, and this one wasn't just about humans fighting amongst themselves. This war was about humans fighting for one thing, and that's to survive.
This war and this rebellion of humanity was one of the most bloodbath wars there ever was, even more worse than the Blood War.This war would soon be known as The Cleansing, a war that humanity had decided to wipe off and wash the face of the earth and rid this higher powers.
Those individuals would soon be known as the Seven Families, or in another cool and awesome name that I really prefer they would soon be known as the Seven Calamities, great families who would not only be loved but also worshipped more than their creators.
And my family was one of the families. It all started with my first great grandfather Moses Morningstar, and from there my family's history was known to be filled with nothing but greatness.
As times goes on, the war finally seemed to come to a halt, but everyone knew that this new found peace wouldn't be something that lasted, and so the Seven Calamities decided to build their whole legacy and bloodline and train them to be the one that took the helm and fought greatly against the threats.
Soon we would come and be known as the Exorcists, and that's when my family's legacy began. The tale of my father goes like this, out of the other families he is one of the most powerful, if not ruthless being to ever walk the world.
The other families know my father as the God Killer, as he has killed more than enough divinity and deities, and it is also believed that one time the other families had decided to join the other side and my father brought in other families and he slayed the families that betrayed them and he made them anew in his image, and hence the Seven Calamities were now known as the Twelve Calamities as new members were introduced.
And the Legend continued, one of the families that he bought was a family of strong and powerful women, a clan of nothing but women, and that's when he met my evil stepmother Ester, who by the tales of legends Ester is one bad Exorcist. It is said and believed that she once slayed her own clan for the sake of having all the power to herself, and on the battlefield she is known to be the Dancing Demoness, as she slays all the divinity and deities with just a few dancing move.
And together as one, my father and Ester, they once went and eliminated almost all the higher powers, and caused them to retreat, and the war is now dominant, but the whispers of it starting again are famously fear throughout.
And since they were the most powerful couple and family everyone saw them give birth to a strong bloodline, but unfortunately for them Ester can only give birth to girls, and no matter how much she tried she will just give birth to girls, and once she had decided to eliminate all the daughters she had before my sisters the ones she has now.
My father had lost faith thinking that his bloodline is cursed, that's when he met my mother, and though not much is known about my mother even she doesn't remember her own old life. She just remember my father finding her and taking her home with him, and the rest was history.
My mom served as a servant to only him, and they fell in love, and out of that love I came out me, the son and child that my father and the rest of our clan had been hoping for, Lucifer Morningstar, a child with the name of the devil.
But in this world I doubt they even know the meaning of that name, but I accepted it, and as my tale goes I was supposed to be this great Hero and hope of my family, but because my mother is not even one of the Twelve Calamities, since she's simply a nobody, I'm also not a nobody. My spotlight and shine was snapped away from me and taken by my so called half sister Ophelia.
And as the story goes I'm now known as the bastard child of the Morningstar family, a worthless child who is not even worthy to carry and have the name and blood of the Morningstar in my veins.
And thanks to the so called prophecy I will not be anything but the villain, meaning I'm bound to fight against not just my Hero sister but also my whole family and the Twelve Calamities.
I should feel unworthy and probably hate myself. I just discovered that in this world of magic there is a possibility that I might not even have that so called magic, and if I know my family very well from all the rumours it's a matter of time before they toss me aside, or if they see fit, since I'm nothing but a disgrace, they might either kill me or give me away to another family, or if things will turn out and become how Ester saw I might end up not amounting to anything than just simply being her daughter's servant.
That's the worst case scenario, but since my family had decided to give up on me and my mother without giving us a chance, they are mistaken if they think I will take that lightly, and honestly I don't give a damn about my father's love. My mother will love me just enough, and I had lost all hope to him moment they casted me aside, but what they didn't know is that my story is far from over, especially since I have an upper hand now.
Power of great unimaginative, my new found Holy System.
[ Countdown: 5 years, until the Host becomes eligible for the beginning of his set destiny ]
The message flew across from my eyes.
Great, let true hidden power be prepared for.
I said as I smiled all by myself.