“Chaos, a family above those that caused true chaos.” He stopped. He eyed the crowed and then closed his eyes. He’d told this tale a million times, but it never got easier.
“A demon man, Arius Chaos, first son to the general of hell, Cail.” He stopped briefly before starting again.
“An Angel woman, Seli Calna. Forth daughter to the royal angelic blood line.” He stopped again closing green eyes to picture the two. He could feel his throat become dry and his eyes begin to sting as he opened them.
“They joined forces and families. One family accepted the new comer; the other banished their own flesh and blood. The two were set to reside behind the gates of Hell, were open arms welcomed them.” He clenched his teeth and joined his hands together.
“Fourteen years later they had their first child.” The story teller’s eyes closed once again.
“Slader Chaos was born a week early and very weak. He could only be around his mother and father for short periods of time. The energy his parents radiated made the child react in a seizure like fit.” An image of a small, black haired boy with piercing red eyes, played through his mind. He was laughing with his parents, and crying as they left for another war.
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