A GUARDIAN'S LEGACY

The darkness swirled around him, tendrils of inkling bleak reminders of his solitude. His head swam in a fire burning inside, the only smouldering embers of a time when there had been presences with him, around him, in him. But now the void has slowly been filled with a type of cold that reaches into his bones. He was completely and utterly alone in his mind, body, soul and most of all entirely alone in the world. "Is this death? Am I dead?" The last thing Raizel could remember was fighting against the dark forces of Zavator. He had just gained acknowledgement from time itself to become its guardian but it was too late. Everything had already been lost. "Well, I was never afraid of death. Just a little disappointed I couldn't save my family." Suddenly a bright light appeared in front of him and started sucking him in. "What's happening? Is this a new kind of monster? " He wondered. Raizel tried to summon his soul weapon but found out that he couldn't even move his limbs. "What magic is this. Must be an illusion master.' Suddenly a cold invisible hand caught his foot upside down and turned him upside down. Then it followed with a hard spank on his butt. "Unhand me you perverted freak!" Raizel roared. Just then, the muffled voices became clearer and he made out a, " He's finally crying. Congratulations my lord, my lady, it's a boy!" ...wait, WHAT! After one crazy week of hopelessness, Raizel was finally able to open his eyes. It was a painful process as his retinas were bombarded with multiple colours and half blurry figures. Calmly assessing the situation at hand, he first tried talking but the only words that came out were, " gugugaga gugugaga" " Are you hungry little Ray?" a feminine voice whispered behind him. Raizel tilted his head a bit to the direction of the voice. In his life, there a few instances where he really felt fear and this was one of them. An old, giant, fat woman with a balding hairline and a face full of warts was looking down at his helpless body. As she talked, her mouth opened to reveal an almost toothless hole staring down at him. " Hell no! I must have been summoned into a witch's lair." he shuddered at the thought of it, " I must really be in hell." " Come on Granda, you are going to make my baby cry." a soft voice that rose painful memories in Raizel's mind came from the doorway. He turned to see a face he thought he would never see in his life, one whose picture he would always hug when he was a child to fall asleep. Golden waves of hair dropped down to her waist. As she waded, her long eyelashes, he was drawn into her sapphire blue eyes, the same eyes that used to stare at Raizel every time he looked at the mirror. Tears started forming on Raizel's tiny eyes as he saw his mother who died three years after he was born from a surprise beast wave attack. He had never had many memories of her only a few foggy ones. Now when he saw her standing there with an aura of elegance and hidden ferociousness, he couldn't stop the tears running down his baby face. "Awww, don't cry now little Ray, mommy's here for you." she cooed him as she planted a soft and gentle kiss on his face full of motherly love. "WHERE IS MY SON?" Raizel peeled himself to look at the only loud person he knew in his life, his father.  "You ready to fight son? Think you can handle your big o'l daddy? Come on fighter show me what you got." Raizel glanced around to see both his mother and Granda roll their eyes and Granda manages to scoff, "Lord Kain, I believe your son too young for that. he's just a week old" "Really! But I started fighting in my mother's womb. I beat all the other sperms. that's why I was born in blood" Kain exclaimed. "You know what Granda, why don't you hold little Ray while I fix the loose screws in my husband's head" "Yes, my lady Emphilia" As soon as Granda took the baby, painful howls erupted in the room as a merciless beating occurred. "  "guuuu guuuu" Raizel laughed at the scene happening in front of him. curling his tiny hands, he vowed that he would never lose them again "awww, look at him laugh." Kain stood up from the floor as he dusted his clothes, his idiotic smile still plastered on his face. Silver eyes peered at little Ray from a mop of icy platinum black hair, the same that he used to be proud of. With a squire jawline, cleanly shaven, and a strongly built body, it was clear why Emphilia married this childish i***t. The following weeks were torturous for Raizel. He couldn't control his limbs except for waving them around, an act that consumed a lot of energy. Every sound he made came out as "gugu gaga". Even his shouts came out as baby cries. Worst of all, he couldn't even control his own excretion. it just slides out... However, the best thing was spending time with his mother, especially while being breastfed.  "Damn, this milk tastes good," he mumbled. "Ouch, slow down Ray, the milk's not going anywhere" his mother exclaimed. Raizel chuckled devilishly as he continued to enjoy teasing his mother. Besides, he had to grow up and get stronger quickly, before he could lose it all again.