The Journey of Eternity

Trace 39 - The Devil.

A child was sitting leaning under a tree, looking at a stick filled with red liquid and smelling fishy. She seemed to be smiling, but at the same time, she was also shedding tears.

From behind the tree trunk, there appeared a woman who was not so clear. The woman smiled and gently stroked the child's hair, then it seemed to just vanish into the wind.

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Prince Arlo, a child who has mixed blood and was born from the world of death, the dark side of this world. About 120 years ago, Prince Arlo of Soul Of Dark was taken away by a man claiming to be his father. The man also had mixed blood due to being married to a demon, King Ordil.

Forcibly, five-year-old Arlo must live with his father in the human world. He is cared for by his stepmother who always loved him no matter he was not her son, Queen Nita. A woman known for her beauty and tenderness as a Queen.

Arlo's first year of life was no different than most children. He played and studied a little at home with his mother. He also had a half-brother from his stepmother, Yiury. As in general, Arlo also loved his 3-year-old sister under him, but it was quite different in his mind because they both seemed different in the world.

Until the worst moment arrives, bad rumors begin to spread in the kingdom of Voltara regarding the prince who was brought from the world of death. Many residents feel anxious and not a few who refuse his presence. On the other hand, the noble family also began to think ill of the child.Whenever he saw it, the little horn had already made people feel goosebumps.

One time, Prince Arlo began to be treated differently from others, he began to be ignored even to be bullied by princes of the same age who visited his father's temple.

“Hey, don't demons have no place here. Why he could be a prince. Hahh?” a group of princes of his age, ganged and injured part of his body at the end of the castle hall.

Until it was dark, his mother began to worry and search everywhere, finding her son lying limp at the end of the hallway covered in bloody wounds.

“Arlo! Wake up, son...” The woman carried her son, returned to the room and took care of him there.

Unconscious, Arlo lies limp with bloody wounds all over his body. Her mother cried sobbing lamenting her son who had no idea what had happened to her. When Arlo regained consciousness, his mother immediately asked him what was really going on. Innocently the boy answered all honestly and made his mother even sadder.

“We talked to your father..” The woman smiled and gently stroked her son's hair.

“No mother, I want to go home,”

“But...”.

At times, whenever Arlo came out of the castle at least to play and find friends, his ears always heard bad whispers about him. Makes her think deeply and there are a lot of questions in her head. Increasingly, people began to insult and hurt him, especially the city children who were still innocent by hearing and following the words of their master.

“Go! Don't bother us! Fucking demon prince, disgusting!” snapped one of the children in his pack.

“Yes! Go then! or you just die there! Haha!” continue the other.

They again hurt and tortured Arlo, he was thrown and beaten until his body was bruised and bleeding. The outer wound was enough to describe his sadness to date. But now a new wound was opened in his heart. Beaten up, then left with a limp body and full of pain.

Desperation begins to overwhelm Arlo's heart and mind, his feelings beginning to mix until he can't control himself. Making her own decision, that there was no place for a mixed blood like her, and she had to find her own place.

Arlo unknowingly, got up from where he was lying. Something was overflowing around his body and followed softly, gentle whispers of someone were taken by him.

“Master, let's settle.” the whisper is slowly heard clearly in the ear.

“Finding.” said Arlo in a condition that is still unconscious.

Slowly the wounds on his body evaporated and healed without a trace. Out of nowhere, a beautiful woman with red hair and a dress, smiling thinly whispered something else in Arlo's ears. Unknowingly the boy shed tears, different tears. The color is red, shiny and dripping on the ground.

Painting something deep enough, and giving birth to a huge scythe floated in front of him. He smiled faintly and grabbed the scythe, the sickle pattern with two blades, the scythe born from the tears of blood and the pain that blackened his heart. Blood scythe, which gave him the name blood prince.

“Let's beheaded.. Sir...” Whisper the woman and seep into Arlo's sickle, gone somewhere.

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“What all is true!” snapped the king with an annoyed look.

“True Your Majesty, five victims have been found with separate head conditions, they are three children and two men. Plus what's worse, the residents have a suspicion the culprit is your son,” continued the knight, his face anxious with a body trembling in fear.

“Cih!”

“Stop this case! That instant murder, we can't go too far for now. Where did they say it was my son?” the King's annoyed face, now turned to worry.

Elsewhere, in the woods. A child is silent in front of the body of a woman with her head separated from her body. The child stood in front of the same figure of a woman with red hair and a dress, which adorned her body.

“Is this still not enough? Sir,” whispered the woman.

“Until my wounds heal, keep covering up the case,” The boy turns around and leaves the rest just like that.

“Of course, Mr.. Av.”

All that time, as you know. Arlo continues to kill the townspeople and leaves his body in the same condition. The worse thing and burdening the king's mind is the perpetrator of a murder that really cannot be found. He was already unable to think calmly after hearing the worse news and made his head seem like it was about to break.

As time passed, the case was also slowly finished, although the killer was still unknown, with twenty victims who died in the same way. The royal spies are also still trying to find answers, although all his efforts will be in vain.

Two years pass Arlo lives in the land of life, slowly his life begins to change and is different from before. He was eight years old and he had to go to school to learn many things as a noble like a prince and a princess in general.

With a horn on its forehead, it would block the path in life. He decided to cover up and erase his bad memories, by dressing all-covered especially the horn.

“Sister, can I come to your school for a day?” ask Arlo's dear sister, with a pleading face.

“No, you will draw attention to your noisy voice. Two more years you're going to school, just wait for it.” Arlo turned around with his bag, walking off to school.

His attitude was so cold with anyone, and it made him cut off from his father. They become distant and feel alien, like they don't know each other.

At school, he was known as a genius and accomplished child. His academic grades were well above average and he always succeeded in various fields, but his bad demeanor struck a prince's proper name. Because of that, people still think badly of him, considering he is mixed blood and reality will never change.

He never had a friend, his name was rarely called. Because only, the same whispers as before, are still heard softly in his ears. The teachers and other nobles still often talked about the boy from behind and felt uneasy from his presence. But at least he always felt indifferent and uncaring, in silence and waiting.

Five years of attending school in peace and his age which has stepped on 13 years, is a sign that soon he will graduate and enter the training of knights. But that's not Arlo's goal, because it's all part of a prince's duty, and he has to carry it out for whatever reason. Until the battle is over because of someone.

Suddenly there is a new transfer student to his school, a beautiful princess from the Lianburg kingdom. Elly Tania Lian, a cheerful and rich girl with a smile. The girl was very famous and had many friends as a new child. Slowly, Arlo's calmness and solitude also begin to be disturbed by his presence.

One day, as school hours ended and Arlo walked through the classroom hallway to get home, the girl loudly called herself.

“Hei Prince! Wait!” the girl shouted at Arlo, along the hallway of the classroom.

“Hei! Didn't you hear!” he continued, running up to Arlo and deliberately hit him.

Arlo turned his head heavily, with a sinister look creepily under the hood that covered his head.

Next, Teaser.