Father and Son
"Eh? Isn't it just a failed telekinesis? Throw him in the slums." "But… But Father, I am your son. How can you do this to me?" "Hmph! A Trash like you isn't my son. Take him out of my sight." 'Yes, Sir!" Two guards said in unison as they both grabbed the arms of a boy kneeling on the floor. "Father! FATHER!! FATHER!!!" The boy's cry became louder and louder as the guards mercilessly dragged the boy out of the room. "Bring me some fine wines. Ruined my day, this brat!" "Yes, Sir!" The maids present in the room hurried to get the wine out. … THUD! The guards threw the boy in an alleyway. The boy sat up, leaning against the wall. "Hahaha… Welcome to your new home. Have a good day, young master!" One of the guards mocked the boy. The boy had an empty face, staring off into the opposi
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