Cal had never experienced anything but harshness. It's to be expected. He did grow up in a culture that has no compassion. Not to mention that he's the Prince. Yup. Prince Caleb. The High Demons first born.
His life consisted of training, eticate schooling, fighting, sword practice, magic conjuring, and (if he's lucky) sleep. He desperately needed food. That being said. Eating was for those who couldn't sustain their energy levels. He was taught at a young age to not ask for things... Or else.
Caleb has never known a gentle touch. Except from his mother, one who was insanity and gentleness personified, and long gone. All his life he has been beaten down and built back up to be what his father wanted. A strong, obedient child to keep his legacy alive. Or perhaps to torment him with. As all other siblings of Caleb's were made to die. Tormented by the same demon that he harbors in his brain. One who was placed there by his father, over centuries. An ancient demon in his consciousness that his mother tamed.
From all the pain Cal constantly went through, he had built a hard shell around his heart and mind. Nothing could touch him. Even when he failed and was punished, his body felt no pain. He was numb. He was without feeling. Letting the demon take control of his body. He could carry out the tasks of the Underworld without a care. Uncaringly.
But everything's harsh there. No soft words. No gentle lovers. Not a single person that didn't want him for his power or rank. He was lonely. But he didn't want to feel sorry for himself. He was strong and powerful and soon he would rule over his domain. With everything he deserves.
And definately no weaknesses
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A Gentle Touch
RomanceThis story follows the lives of two very unexpected love interests. One being the successor to the Heavens, the other to the Underworld. Feel free to read. If you don't that's fine. This is my first story.
