Special: The killer is me. (Part 1)

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Before you start reading, this contains abuse, killing(s) and suicidal thoughts.
So, this is basically Leo's past and yk yk.

Go ahead and scroll down to read!

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Leo's POV (flashbacks/backstory):

The moment I was born, I was hated.

My brother hated me. He was just one at the time but he was a smart child. My parents hated me. And the servants were ordered not to come near me.

Of course, since I had blood magic, which is a rare magic, they kept me. But they only fed me a glass of water and a salad everyday. It was nutritional, but I couldn't survive on just that.

At first, I used to drink goat's milk (A/N: no weird thoughts please. I made it less weird) until I was old enough to eat proper food.

I was grateful for it. I thought it was what everyone ate. I used to eat alone in my room.

But soon, the king, my father, had died.

My mother told me that he had passed away cause he fell off a tall tower. But she also said that it was cause of me. I was the reason of his suicide.

I didn't cry. I didn't cry about my father's death. But I felt guilty. Was it really my fault?
I cried in my room at night while my mother and brother were asleep in their comfy chambers. My chamber had nothing in it. There was just a small, tin tray that a maid slides under my door to give me my food.
I slept on the cold, marble floor.

I was grateful. For everything. I thought everyone had what I had.

When I was one years old, I was called into my mother's chamber and a maid led me there.

It was the first time I had seen my mother from ever since I was born. She had never shown her face around me. She had never even been around me.

When the maid dropped me off at my mother's chamber, she ran away from me as if I were a giant pest.

I walked into my mother's chamber, forgetting to knock first.

"Aren't you forgetting something, you stupid child?" My mother asked me as she got up from her bed and slapped me across the face.

"Yes mother, I will go do it now." I replied, feeling terrified as I held back my tears.

"No, you idiotic child! You forgot to knock!" She clenched her teeth at me.

"Y-yes mother!"

I quickly ran back outside and and knocked this time on the door.

"Come in."

I walked in as I saw her standing beside her bed.

"What is it you wanted me for mother..?"

"Ah, yes.....Do you know why we all hate you? It's cause you're a stupid, useless son who isn't as good as his brother! Have you seen your brother! Hah! He's almost to the throne! Your father died..cause of you. He hated you. I hate you. You're a freaky shapeshifter! You're supposed to be human, not some stupid shapeshifter!"

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