At youngest of ages, Daraz Vermillion had had the best years of his life. He would run around with a mother who loved him dearly, a father who loved him and thought at the time that that was indeed his child, and an uncle who also loved him like his own son, because Morco knew he was. They were the only creatures with three survivors rather than 2, and that made all the difference in the world. He was an ordinary kid, pure, innocent and naive, enjoying his time with his family after being birthed in an empty Crest. Happiness had begun to shine upon Crest again after all the descendants of the Vermillion had been born. The first years of their life were all magnificent, and they all played around and did what they wanted, knowing that the war had finally terminated and they survived and the
