《Eron》 Prologue - death and rebirth (....) interaction with reader ¡°¡­.¡± Speech ¡®¡­.¡¯ Thought *my comments Names of speakers -- -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ¡°Tu autem, Domine Satanas tenebris. Humiliter offerunt hoc sacrificium¡± *realise not the best translation ¡®How did it end up like this? The one night I decided to indulge my occult side and this happens. Just my luck¡¯ ¡®You¡¯re probably wondering who I am and what has happened. Well not to bore you with the details (sadly more like I don¡¯t have the time) I¡¯ll keep this short and simple. My name is Allen, 21 and was a neet but seem to now be employed as a sacrifice.¡¯ ¡®Yes a sacrifice is what I said. Your probably wondering who the fuck does that, I mean who do you know is stupid enough to become a sacrifice. Apparently me. All I did was attend this occult group meeting that I saw on the internet, thought it be fun and blow off steam and next thing I know I am tied and gagged to a table with a whole lot of crazy around me.¡¯ ¡°Solemnitatem in carne¡­¡­.¡± As the hooded man says this he plunges the knife into Allen ¡°MMMMMMM!!¡± you can hear muffled screams of pain coming from Allen as the knife tears open his stomach, letting his intestines spill out onto the table now running red in his blood. Allen¡¯s body is convulsing violently, his back arching, legs twitching and arms pulling at the ropes. After a few minutes he finally stops and his body now lies limp like a puppet after having its strings severed. ¡®FUUUUUUCK!! That was painful. Why couldn''t they have gone for the heart, those sick bastards?¡¯ ¡®Wait, how am I still thinking?¡¯ This tale has been unlawfully lifted from Royal Road. If you spot it on Amazon, please report it.Upon further inspection he found himself floating in a place void of any light. How he knew this he was unsure, as he had no eyes to see this or any form of physical body for that matter in which to be experiencing this. He suddenly felt a light tug, then another getting steadily stronger each time, till soon he was being dragged through this abyss. Suddenly he was enveloped by a blinding light and when he next opened his eyes he found himself staring at an ugly wrinkled smiling face. Allen tried talking ¡°Wuoaaaaaaaaa¡± but all that came out was a cry. While crying the old man (now referred to as the boogie man on account of his frightful face) hoisted him up in the air, in doing so Allen got a glimpse of himself in a mirror and was shocked to see a red looking baby with two lumps on its head staring back. The boogie man then proceeded to spin him in a circle ¡®Not only is this man ugly but he¡¯s also a sadist doing this to a new born. I think I am going to hurl.¡¯ Allen then noticed the bowing hooded figures surrounding him and he suddenly felt a chill running up his spine ¡°Praise be, our lord and saviour has been born!¡± the boogie man¡¯s voice thunder through the room ¡®Oh shit not another cult¡¯ then Allen finally hurled all over the boogie man causing everyone to cringe away in silence. Leaving the room quiet except for the laughs of a baby. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I would be very welcome to any advice for me on my work as this is my first time writing a novel. Releases won¡¯t be fast as this is done in my free time and as a hobby so when I can I will write. Chapter 1-Sorting out facts The next few days for Allen where a blur. Partly due to the shock of the situation he currently preceded in and also at the pace everyone was going. It seems his birth had got everyone excited and he was going to be presented to the clan soon as there saviour. Of course Allen didn¡¯t know this as he had more troubling matters on his mind. ¡®Right lets recap what I know so far. Fact one, I am alive, I died but was reincarnated. Maybe the crazy occults ritual worked and I have been offered to their God and all human sense was thrown out the window in the process ¡­¡­.. Nah that just sounds ludicrous so for now let¡¯s ignore that.¡¯ ¡®Fact two, I am no longer human unless you know of a human who is red has a tail and what I discovered to be two horns growing out of my head.(No one coming to mind that¡¯s what I thought.) Turns out no one else I have seen is human either they all come in different colours, green, blue, lilac. (It¡¯s like being in a paint store you name it they¡¯ve got it.) Only some have horns though and only ever one of them making me feel out of place¡¯ ¡®Fact three, my family seem to be important. No not the importance of that of a ruler but of a lesser Nobel. The boogie man turned out to be my grandfather and the first time I met my parents I was left flabbergasted, each ridiculous in their own why. One beautiful and the other strong, (already guessed which is which if not here¡¯s a clue.) My father could make straight men gay and my mother made Arnold Schwarzenegger look like a stick. Turns out in demon society women are the backbone of it not men¡¯ ¡®Fact four, I have seen the devil and he have cometh in the form of my older twin sisters. They seem to hate me, just yesterday they had me hanging off a balcony Michael Jackson style and it scared me. Never had a thing for height¡¯s and especially not with those two being the ones to decide if I fall or not, luckily mum walked in cause whenever there are adult witnesses they suddenly become angles.¡¯ This narrative has been purloined without the author''s approval. Report any appearances on Amazon. ¡®Final fact, I am now known as Eron Storviken (But as I find the last name to be weird I will only ever refer to myself as Eron) and thankfully I haven¡¯t been born into a crazy cult, just a crazy family¡¯ As these thoughts where rushing through his head the head maid (who was a man in a maid costume, hilarious and disturbing to see, trust me) came and picked him up and carried him through to a dining hall. Eron could hear silent chatter as he made his way to the back of the room where his family was sitting slightly elevated above everyone else. He was passed to the boogie man the past few days clearly only worsening his face. Who then began a long dull speech to which Eron largely ignored as he was too tired to listen. The dining hall was then filled with a loud applause and some cheering. A feast was held and all the guests celebrated ¡®What are they so happy about¡¯ Eron then tried to remember what was said. ¡® ¡°Hear is our saviour...Blah.Blah¡­ lead to prosperity...Blah.Blah¡­ all our hopes¡­Blah.Blah¡­ great destiny¡­Blah.Blah¡­ let¡¯s celebrate.¡± Wait what was expected from me. Brain you have failed me how could you have ignored something vital.¡¯ Baby Eron then started to throw a tantrum in annoyance at this, so his father excused himself and hurriedly to Eron to be fed and then put to bed. As Eron was falling to sleep he made a vow to from now on to listen and he also planned to achieve something in this new life. But all his father heard and saw was a baby fist bumping the air while saying gibberish. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Any productive criticism is welcome which can help me improve my work. Also if you spot any errors just say and I will try and correct them. Also for the first few chapters I plan to have fairly large and small time jumps so I can carry it forward more quickly. [/size] Chapter 2 - PoV part 1 Chapter is longer than I originally planned and so this will be the first part of the families PoV and next part will be the father and sisters. Also I don''t plan to do a PoV often as it''s not really my thing. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Grandfathers PoV The boogie man who''s actual name turns out to called Steve (didn''t see that coming, probably expected some weird name like those in Tolkien''s books, but no even in a fantasy world they have a Steve) had been having a weird week. Not regarding the fact that the baby clearly hated him after the face it pulled when it saw him during the birth but also how it is obviously avoiding him His problems all started when he found himself to be short on cash and running a rather large tab at the Evil Eye inn. <1 week ago> "Buggers I am out of cash, I can''t believe that my own daughter would cut me off" he grumbled to himself while still ordering another mug of ale. "Excuse me sir" said the rather large waitress. "Yessssss" he replied in a slurred response "We''re about to close up so can you please pay your bill now!!" she announced with a rather menacing undertone. "I''ll pay you next time I come" he retorted as he stumbled off his stool heading for the exit. Suddenly Steve felt a tug on his jacket and soon he was dangling in the air in front of face that put a raging bull to shame. "No, you said that last time. You will pay NOW!!" ''Crap, what do I do, think Steve think. Let''s see I could say I left the money at home and need to collect it. No did that one last week. Maybe offer them something of equal value, but I''ve already pawned of most of that. Ha maybe I can say I will read your future, seen lots of others get rich of that, nah it''s a stupid one'' But even as he thought this his mouth had different ideas "I could...*hiccup*...read your future" The waitress looked at him cynically as he was regarded by many to be a bit crazy and unreliable and rightly so, as he was a rather raving alcoholic. But it had been known for the Storviken family to have mysterious traits. "Prove it" she said slightly regretting her decision. ''Shit what do I do. Got to make stuff up, like, oh no one knows my daughters pregnant yet'' "Well my daughter will be pregnant soon, I can sense it." "And?" She replied "And..um..''right and what, I could say it will be a boy, probability of that is high since she already has two daughters. Yes I''ll say that''..she will bore a boy" "Which?" "Which will be the saviour of our clan. Jesus, are you happy now. God your so demanding" he snapped back in response to her questing but immediately regretted it. ''What did I say..there''s now way she will believe that'' Meanwhile the waitress upon hearing this ''what is this crazy old drunkard spewing there''s no way I''ll believe that. But then again if he was lying he would have said something more believable. Maybe it''s true, oh god I hope it''s true'' "Very well I will let you off but not next time" she said while placing him back on the ground. Steve was shocked and clearly showed it with his jaw hanging open. ''This dumb bird actually bought that shit, HA, it''s my lucky day today'' He quickly scurried out of the inn and straight home. Thus this event had a knock on event in which the news was spread around more and more people, till soon the whole clan was talking about. Unauthorized content usage: if you discover this narrative on Amazon, report the violation. This led to the theatrics that was the birth and now Steve having to try and live his lie or else he knew he would be killed for it. His only luck that it was a boy and at least had two horns. He downed one more class of alcohol then stood up ''come on Steve you can do this, just lie like there''s no tomorrow, cause there won''t be if you fail. Just give a traffic speech that''s all'' "Hear is our saviour...." ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mothers PoV For Freya (Freya more like Thor if you ask me) the past couple of days had been rather stressful for her with everything that''s going on in preparation for the clan meeting and the birth (giving birth to something with horns. Ouch) The birth had gone well and there had been no complications along the way. The only disappointment being she would have rather preferred to have another girl. Not that she hated boys but in demon society females were the most dominant. She had to say she found it very amusing when her baby boy threw up all over her father. He been really annoying recently, acting all fidgety and defensive. The next day after the birth she then had to deal with her husband ''God he so annoying when will he shut up?'' "Soiwasthinkingofnaminghim..." He was shooting out words so fast it sound like they were all one word. ''I can''t even understand what he''s saying'' "......darling?" ''Ah he stopped speaking, quick nod like you now what he was talking about'' she hurriedly shook her head up and down. "Okay anyway..." ''Phew that was close, he would have thrown a tantrum if he found out I was ignoring him'' she then sighed and went back to looking out of the window. She still had to plan the meeting that was being held in 2 days time. Sending out invites, getting ingredients for the feast, organising the finance for it etc. ''So much to do, it''s so boring, I never asked for my child to be this important, it''s to much of a chore'' "You agree then" her husband said interrupting her train of thought "Hmmm..yes" she replied "Fine then that''s settled then, he will be named Eron" "What!!" ''I didn''t realise we were naming it now, what name is Eron anyway'' "Why you so surprised dear, you were listening weren''t you" he said with a smirk on his face ''This damned man, he''s got me corned. Guess my sons just going to have to keep the name'' Few days later at the the meeting began, all family close and distant were there. ''God I can''t remember the last time the whole family gathered, it''s a bit nerve racking'' Luckily her father stepped in after Dion handed Eron to him. He then began to speak ''oh please not another one of his long speeches. I am tired enough as it is'' she was trying to stifle a yawn. Lucky Eron threw a tantrum stoping her father speaking anymore. She went to use this chance to escape the room, but her husband beat her to it smiling as he left. Leaving her alone with the rest of the clan. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Any feedback is welcomed on this, but as I said earlier this is done more in my free time so don''t expect the releases to be to regular. Chapter 2 - PoV part 2 I am going to try and make my chapters longer now, aiming at doing 1500 minimum but hopeful in the 2000. This means production of chapters will be slower ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Fathers PoV Paris (yes like the pretty boy from Troy) had been over joyed for the past couple of days. He had always wanted to have a son as he was getting a bit lonely being the only male around. (Dion doesn¡¯t count and Steve isn¡¯t worth acknowledgement) So when his wife had got pregnant he had been so proud of himself as he was making an effort to achieve his goal. So when the rumours spread it would be a boy he became ecstatic. During the birth he had been praying so hard ¡®Please be a boy, Please be a boy¡­¡­. COME ON!!!¡¯ That when the child came out he had a mini fit of joy, pulling worried looks from the people around him. But he had little time to celebrate afterwards as he had so much to do. Like naming the child. ¡°So I was thinking of naming him...¡± as he rambled on his wife was pulling a face like he was speaking another language. ¡®She is so not listening. Just typical of her to ignore me, sometimes I wonder why she married me. But let me make sure before I jump to conclusions¡¯ ¡°You are an ignorant oath sometimes and your fashion sense is none existent¡­..darling?¡± He watched as his wife face froze, then quickly started shaking up and down. Thus confirming his suspicions. ¡®Fine if you¡¯re not going to listen then I will name the child myself. What to name it, oh there¡¯s so many chooses but I am still mad she¡¯s not listening. I know, her grandfather was called Eron, she hated the name and the man, personal I didn¡¯t mind too much about the name. Right, it¡¯s decided I will name the child Eron.¡¯ ¡°We will name him Eron, speak now if you object¡± ¡­¡­.. ¡°You agree then¡± ¡°Hmmm..yes¡± she final said Once he spoke once more to confirm the name he suddenly saw Freya become shocked. ¡°What!!¡± she yelled ¡°Why you so surprised dear, you were listening weren¡¯t you?¡± Paris replied, he was feeling very smug right now as he knew he had her corned and he let it show a bit. He saw the distaste on her face but also the futility of trying to resist the name so she grudgingly accepted it. After the naming was out the way he then had to plan everything else. His wife liked to think she did all the work as head of the house but without him the house would probably collapse on its self. ¡®Right so I''ve done the invites, I do just love the design of them. Now what is the decorations going to be, obviously Red will be there but what colour will go with it. Blue, no it doesn''t fell in keeping, Black yes that works. Now one more, ah that yellow looks good. So with the Red there¡¯ll be Black and Yellow, yep Black and Yellow will do.¡¯ After the decorations had been done Paris then moved onto organising deliveries of food to come the day before the meeting. He also had to do the seating arrangements otherwise a fight would probably break out among the women again like last year. This narrative has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road. If you see it on Amazon, please report it. When the day finally came for the meeting he was rather worried about everything. But what got to him the most was how some of the women where very obviously checking him out and he could even hear the odd wolf whistle. So when baby Eron started to throw a tantrum he very quickly got out of his seat and offered to take Eron to bed and look after him. He also got more motivated to do this when he saw his wife also about to try and escape by using Eron. His last words before he left the now rowdy hall where ¡°Have fun Darling¡± then he dashed out just as one of the woman who had been wolf whistling earlier made a grab for him. -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Sisters PoV Eron¡¯s older sisters were identical twins, so identical in fact that Freya and Paris had given up long ago in distinguishing who was who. So to combat this problem they just took to calling them both Lilith. These girls were inseparable, even now at 4 years old you never see one without the other (It was rather creepy to be honest, like those two creepy girls in the Shining) and no one dared tried to separate them, as the last person that did ended up on a permanent vacation, or that¡¯s at least what happened according to them. However when they were told that they would be getting a younger sibling they were secretly overjoyed. This is as, although considered the best for their age where they lived, one thing had always kept them from achieving it for them. That was having a cute younger sibling who would depended on them and follow them around like Emily¡¯s adorable younger brother who she would always show off about. So now with a younger sibling of their own on the way they were feeling rather up themselves. ¡°Hey Emily, soon we are going to have an even cuter sibling than you¡± they spoke in union as they always do (like I said, creepy twins) ¡°Yeah right, like that will ever happen¡± Emily said defensively ¡°Well it will, then you¡¯ll be inferior to us in every way¡± they snarkily responded. They then proceeded to go around and tell every one of the cute little sibling they will get and how it will be better than every other one. So when the day of the birth came they were furious as Eron turned out to not be as cute as they wanted. He only looked average, then as if to added salt to their wounds he didn''t seem to have much interest in them. Emily then proceed to rub in the fact that her younger brother was better ¡°Haha, I told you he wouldn''t be as good as my brother¡± Never before in their entire life so far had they been so humiliated. This led to deep feelings of anger towards Eron to emerge, fuelled further by the lack of attention they had been receiving from their parents. Thus they swore to torment him as much as possible hence forth ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ how you enjoy the chapter if not please don''t hesitate to say where I can improve Possible development I am currently considering of taking the story down a route which will involve a lot more work from me but I hope will make it more enjoyable. My plan is to later in novel to put Eron in a situations where he can make two choices (maybe the odd time 3) where I will either have a poll each time and you decided what choice he makes, so influencing the story. Or (the one that means more work from me) I will leave a choice at the bottom (after I''ve learnt how to make yes and no lead to links) where you pick the route you want and depending on the route the story will differ. Stolen content warning: this content belongs on Royal Road. Report any occurrences. This will all happen further down but I would like your opinion on this idea. You are also free to take the idea if you want. Chapter 3 - Exploration I found myself for some reason to be unsatisfied with this chapter and no matter what I did I still had an unhappy feeling. But I am hoping once its out there I will have warmed to it ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ¡®It¡¯s been a few months since events had conspired and I think I¡¯ve come to terms with what¡¯s happened, or at least as much as one could¡¯ ¡®For a while now I¡¯ve been trying to explore my new surroundings, but when I am not being pampered by dad and Dion. Which, to inform you involves them pulling weird faces and saying things like ¡°who¡¯s an adorable demon¡± or ¡°who¡¯s going to destroy lots of foes¡±. But by far the worst is when they dress me up in lots of different clothes and even try to put make up on me. Luckily mom walks in most times and says ¡°Stop treating him like a man, I want him to grow up as a women¡± which for me and my common-sense sends across mixed messages. Other whys I am left in my crib all the time.¡¯ ¡®But recently I have found a way in and out of my crib at my own free will, and people told me I wouldn¡¯t learn anything from prison break, jokes on them¡¯ In actuality Eron in his crib which reminded him of a dogs kennel, just without the roof on it, had stumbled across the method by complete chance. During one of his attempts at gaining freedom which ended up as another failure, in which his head had become trapped between two bars due to his growing horns. Which he had come to hate as they got in the way while crawling around and would tear up his pillow. ¡®For fucks sake, I am bloody fed up with this crib and these damned horns. I swear to god I¡¯ll do a Hell Boy and grind these mother fuckers down till there nothing¡¯ In frustration of becoming stuck he had started to bang his fists against the bars. To his surprise the bars swung upon, in the processes hitting him on the head. ¡®Ouch!!¡¯ It turned out that his odd looking crib was quiet literally an old kennel for an animal with the top removed, and that the door had been there all along unlocked. ¡®Finally, freeeedommm!!¡¯ Eron was overjoyed at first with the fact that now he could leave and enter at will. But soon was overcome with embarrassment for being as stupid and blind as to not have noticed it beforehand. ¡®Are well no one will ever know, otherwise I will just say it was simple. That¡¯s not lying as once I knew of it, it was¡¯ Then came the realisation that his new family put him on the level of that of a dog pet. Not knowing that it was his sisters who offered to make his crib and they found it rather fitting for him. Tonight was going to be Eron¡¯s first of exploration of the house. So he made sure to have a full proof plan as to ensure no one knew that he was out of bed. ¡®Extra pillow, check. Large blanket, check. Fake baby Eron is a go¡¯ He then placed the pillow under the blanket and made sure it was completely covered. Making it look like he was asleep under it. Eron had tried to acquire something to look like horns to complete his ruse but it had turned out to be an impossible objective. As his father was one of those creepily overprotective parents, that at one point he was making Eron wear a mask to stop him catching a bug. However he had managed to obtain some black lipstick from one of the times Dion attempted to dress him up. Which he was now applying as face mask, letting out a low laugh as he did. Imagining as if he was Rambo as he did so. The truth was very different though, as his father discovered when he was going to go in to say good night to Eron and make sure he was going to be warm for the night. As Paris opened the door he saw Eron on the floor putting on the lipstick letting out a laugh like that of Muttley.(If you don¡¯t know who Muttley is) ¡®Okaaay then, that was disturbing¡¯ Paris then turned around and left Eron. Deciding that he probably needed some time to his self. Once preparations were complete and some time had passed to ensure everyone was in bed he set out. ¡®Shit¡¯ He had already encountered his first challenge, THE DOOR (bum bum buuuum). But Eron was determined to push on, so using the door as support he stood up. He then proceeded to try and jump to reach the handle. (As you could guess he failed. It¡¯s hard enough for a baby to jump but he¡¯s still a new born, but it would look hilarious, a bit like this) *Thud* ¡°Ow¡± He landed on his bum. This didn¡¯t deter him but willed him on more. ¡®I will never surrender¡¯ *Thud* and he failed again *Thud* and again *Thud* and again ¡­¡­¡­¡­. 2 hours later *Click* He had finally done it but was to worn out to celebrate. He was also a bit worried as at some point during the time he had lost the feeling in his bum. This content has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere. When he had finally recovered he carefully crawled out of his room and onto the landing. The first room he checked out was the bathroom, it was fairly large (but so is everything from his perspective) dominated with a large bath similar to those you find in a Japanese bath house. There was a sink and a large mirror to one side and a loo on the other. ¡®Wait what, a loo I thought this was medieval setting.¡¯ Upon closer inspection it was like the loos from his old world it even had heated seating, this surprised him. ¡®It must be one of those worlds I heard about, where it¡¯s advanced and not advanced at the same time. What was the word for it again, ah yes Steam Punk¡¯ This was an important revelation as it meant there may be even more things which are similar in this world to his old one. After making this discovery he left the bathroom and headed further down the corridor checking out the rooms as he went along. But none of them contained anything to interesting. Eventually he came had to rooms left unchecked on the corridor left. One was his parents and the other was his sisters. He had already seen his parent¡¯s room plenty of times and so wasn¡¯t that interested. However he noticed the door to his sister¡¯s room was slightly jarred. He went closer as he was curious to see what there room was like, and had a little look in. Only one thought came across his mind ¡®If thou gaze long into an abyss, the abyss will also gaze into thee.¡¯ As he turned around ready to scurry back to his room for safety he heard a creaking behind him. Slowly he turned around and was greeted with four beady eyes staring at him. Eron quickly tried to crawl away but two hands shot out of the dark and grabbed him. As he was being pulled in, desperately scratching at the floor for a holding he cried out for help. But before he could even finish it was cut off as the door slammed shut. (Now he¡¯ll know to remember that curiosity killed the cat) ¡°Honey did you hear something?¡± Paris asked his wife while nudging her ¡°¡­.hmmm¡­.What no¡± Freya mumbled back while pulling the bed cover further up ¡°Oh, I thought I heard a desprete plea for help¡­¡­ Must just be hearing things. Good night dear¡± Freya only grunted in response and they both went back to sleep Eron had barely survived the ordeal the night before, during it he had even plead God for a swift death, but his prayers were unanswered. The things done to him in that room were to traumatizing to ever mention again. He was also certain that he had developed a twitch whenever he goes close to that room. However he was determined to soldier on so this night after being more prepared by leaving something to prop the door open he ventured out again. After making sure to give a wide birth of his sisters he then made sure he had not missed any rooms on the corridor. After confirming this he head to his next challenge of the night, the stairs. The problem was he was too small to properly navigate it safely, he couldn¡¯t reach each step without having to fall through the air a bit. ¡®Damn it how I am I going to deal with this¡¯ as he was thinking this he peered over the edge of the top of the stairs Suddenly he felt his body started to tilt over, his horns were the cause of this as they put to much weight on his head which he had use to get used to. ¡®Fuuck!!¡¯ Eron started to tumble down the stairs luckily for him they weren¡¯t a bare but covered in a plushy rug sort of thing. He hit the floor with a bang. *Bang*¡­¡­¡­¡­.. ¡®Phew, thank god no one heard that, but, well that¡¯s one way of getting down. But it¡¯s going to be a bitch to get back up¡¯ Now on the ground floor he started to look around, the living room was fairly standard with a large fire place. He went on to the kitchen next but there wasn¡¯t much to see as the kitchen counters were too high for him to look over. The rest of the rooms were fairly plain, but just as he was about to head back he noticed one last room caught his attention. As he crawled in a smile appeared, he finally found what he was looking for, the library. As he perused the books he noticed that they were all handwritten, hinting at a lack of ability to mass produce books. As he went over the books he found that he wasn''t able to understand them, then he finally found what he was looking for, a picture book. He opened it and was created by a weird looking fruit on the first page and a word he couldn''t quite work out. ¡®This is going to take some time, well I''ve got time to kill¡¯ ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- If I do go forward with my plan mentioned earlier it will probably be at chapter 8. but I am still waiting on feedback from the proposed idea. Chapter 4 - Nursery Sorry about the lateness of the release but I''ve been busy, busy, busy and have been lacking in inspiration to write. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It¡¯s been two years since Eron was born into this world. Since his discovery of the library he had been making regular night time trips. Not wishing to alert his family to his activities, which of course would seem abnormal for some one of his age to be doing. During his trips he had made special care not to be caught especially after his mom walked in one night walked in on him while he was reading one night. ¡°¡­¡­Hmmmm¡­..¡± she just stared at him blankly while he had a book title Oh My Fair Prince. *gulp* Eron just froze, too afraid to even breath, sweat dripping down his face But then she headed to the kitchen mumbling something under her breath. Stopped at a fridge like thing, opened it and took out so cured meat and headed back to bed. He then heard his dad just as she was closing the door ¡°Not again dear¡± It turned out that his mother had a habit of sleep eating which infuriated her husband. Sadly for him he didn¡¯t escape notice every night, every now and then his sisters Lilith would catch him trying to head down stairs. They never questioned what he was doing but always said the same thing each time. ¡°Eron, so good of you to come, do you want to play?¡± they always said in union, reminding Eron of the creepy twin sisters from the Shinning. Then he would be dragged off to the darkness of their room. These where the times he wished he had never been given a second chance at life and was instead left to the nothingness. But never the less, slowly he had been making his way through each book, steadily progressing onto harder and harder works. He had now read the majority of the collection his family had. The books he read apart from the few children¡¯s books had mainly consisted of diaries of past family members with too bigger egos, or fantasy and romance novels which probably belonged to his father. He was annoyed that they didn¡¯t have any form of history or geography books to let him touch up on this new world. Luckily he was born into this world and not transported so he could gain the knowledge along the way of growing up like normal people. So he made do with what he had, Eron realised he was probably very lucky to even have these books to read. During the days he made sure to listen to everything he could to help him pick up the language and would practice writing and speaking in his room. As although he was a baby born of this world, having maintained hi previous life experience meant that rather than picking the language up like a baby normally would. He had to go and learn it like if he was learning any other language. But luckily for him it wasn¡¯t from complete scratch, he seemed to have an innate ability for picking it up and some very basics. Otherwise not much else had happened over the two years. His life had actually been pretty mundane, after all the fiasco of his birth he had expected there would be¡­. Well something. Actually one positive thing that had happened to him was his horns had stopped growing, black and curved backwards they were about 30cm long if straightened. Hopefully for good but knowing his luck he wasn¡¯t hedging his bets. But today things were going to change, last night he overheard his parents discussing that it was time for him to start his education. He was going to start at the local nursery. Even though it was so close and he would only be gone during the day, his father had spent the whole night crying his eyes out. ¡°My..*sob*..little baby grew up so fast..*sob*..¡± ¡°It¡¯s okay honey, he¡¯ll be fine¡± Freya tried giving him reassurance while patting his back. ¡°But..*sob*..My baby, My little boy¡­Aaah I will miss him so much!!!¡± Paris wailed as his body shock all over. ¡°Dear it won¡¯t be that bad¡­It¡¯s not like you¡¯ll never see him again. I mean you¡¯ll see him every night still.¡± ¡°Don¡¯t patronise me!!!¡± ¡°Jesus Christ Paris, just suck it up already. I mean come on, you¡¯re going to still see him in the evenings. Bloody hell you¡¯re so infuriating¡± she finally snapped They continued on like this for the rest of the night, keeping the whole house up and stopping Eron from doing his normal routine. As his father, who was still reluctant at letting Eron go, with Dion headed to towards the nursery he became excited. This was the first time Eron had got a proper view of the house from the outside and of the rest of the town he lived in. Since he¡¯d been cooped up all this time. From what he could see, all the houses were built of stone with tiled roofs and the majority of them with chimneys. The town itself was surrounded by a wall with towers at regular intervals. A gate at each side, North, South, East and West. His house stood in the centre of the town and was the largest living quarters that he had so far seen. The best way Eron would describe it was that it reminded him of a Roman military camp in the design of the layout of it. They arrived outside of a larger building than most. It had double red doors at the front and plenty of windows to allow in sun light. His dad stopped in front of the doors, Dion next to him. Paris took in a deep breath and took a step forward, but immediately retreated back to his starting position. ¡°I promised myself I could do this. But it¡¯s just too much¡± he then proceeded to hand Eron to Dion. ¡°Please do this for me¡± ¡°Yes master¡± Dion replied in a deep husk voice, just adding to the bizarrity that was him. During this Eron was inwardly sighing as what was happening looked like it just came out of a movie. Ensure your favorite authors get the support they deserve. Read this novel on Royal Road. As Dion was just about to open the doors a small child came out. ¡°Hello, my name is Elena. I am the teacher here and would be my pleasure to take Eron off you¡± she stretched out her arms to take the Eron from Dion. Eron himself was sceptical of this and wanted to say ¡°sure thing, but where¡¯s the other teacher, the real one.¡± But Dion seemed to just hand him over to her without a word apart from a thank you. As she turned around now with Eron in her hands, and headed back in, just before the doors closed you could hear his dad crying again. The inside of the nursery was colourful with only three rooms. A bathroom, a teacher¡¯s lounge and the rest was a large padded open space and in that space was a group of Babies playing with toys. Predominately red but there were some other coloured babies. Elena placed him down with the rest of the babies, introduced him although it wasn¡¯t like any of them understood what she said anyway and then headed off to the lounge. As Eron took in his surroundings he began to doubt the level of things he would be able to learn here. This is as what he saw was¡­stupidity. There were babies sticking toys in their noses and ears, others were eating that which should not be eaten. One had very clearly pooped its self but instead of crying to get its nappy changed it instead laughed as it rolled around in it. He suddenly felt tugging on his horns when he tried to turn around it required a lot of effort. This was as two babies had attached themselves to his horn and where sucking on them, while other babies clearly interested in him seemed to almost be lining up waiting to have their go on his horns. Luckily Elena returned before he got overrun and trampled by the others to get to his horns. She started to speak and grabbed the babies¡¯ attention when she pulled out a picture book. It was similar to the one he had back at his house. So when she started to go through it he easily answered all her questions and got the words correct. ¡°Well don¡¯t we have the little genius here, no wonder your ur father¡¯s son¡± the lack of mention of his mother was understandable as she clearly wasn¡¯t the brightest spark. Eron hadn¡¯t really ever received praise for his work before so he felt really happy and motivated him to show off more. All the other babies where now looking at him with a sparkle in their eyes, and when Elena finished and finally took the boy who had pooped himself to get clean. He had a following of babies around him. This new found popularity coupled with the praise made him very happy, he was now enjoying the nursery even if it was not much in the way of learning for him. ¡®Ha, look at me, mister popular. All those people who said I was a loser were wrong, I mean look at me now, I¡¯ve got my own following¡¯ in his mind he decided to ignore the fact that they were fairly stupid babies. So like this, the next few days went with Paris finally being able to take him there without the help of Dion, him being prasied by the teacher and having a others follow him and doing his biding. But by the end of the weak the novelty was wearing off. ¡®Ah, I have to get out of this place, their stupidity is killing me, and why do we go over the same book so often.¡¯ Eron was currently siting thinking of what to do to end this now nightmare while two babies hanging off his horns. By the third day he had given up protecting them and just allowed the others to do what they wanted with them. ¡®Maybe I should start speaking fluently to the teacher. That way they will realise I am smart enough to get decent education. But... that will raise suspicion as to how I can speak, there¡¯ll be to many questions to answer after that¡¯ Then came the boy who had been dubbed as poopy, due to his habit of pooping. He sat in front of Eron stared at him and then suddenly a horrific smell came from his butt. Making Eron gag and almost throw up everywhere. ¡®Right..*cough*..that¡¯s it I¡¯ve made up my mind¡¯ So when Elena came to teach again he shuffled himself over to her, till he was sitting in front of her. ¡°Oh if it isn¡¯t baby Eron, what do you won¡¯t¡± she said in a cutesy voice ¡°Well I am glad that you asked Elena, I would like for starts you to do something about poopy over there. Secondly, please stop teaching the same things over and over, it¡¯s driving me mad. Finally I think it would be better if I was in a more advanced class.¡± ¡°¡­..¡±Elena looked like she had just had her brain removed and was vacant inside. ¡°Right kids, who can tell me what¡¯s¡­¡±she finally spoke up Eron was just left there shocked. ¡®This damned women ignored me, she can¡¯t comprehend what happened and so just chose to block it out. Ahh¡¯ he tried again to communicate with her, but again he was ignored. This left him in a difficult situation. His teacher wouldn¡¯t acknowledge his capabilities and he was to scared to try and talk to his family as, his sisters would probably do something diabolical, His mother has less brains than Elena so would find it even harder to accept and his father would probably go crazy. ¡®Fuck, that leaves me trapped. God have mercy on me¡¯ and so it was that Eron had to continue living this nightmare for now. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hope you enjoyed if not feel free to tell me what was wrong and how I can improve it for the next one. Releases may be further apart due to finding time to do them. Chapter 5 - Between Educations I know it¡¯s been a bit of time but I encountered a motivation and inspiration problem. Also I got side-tracked by Harry-stu gamer novel by Zedo19 --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Eron was five years old now, his past three years had flown by him like a short chapter in the book of his life. He had now finally escaped his prison of stupidity, he felt like his brain had shrunk rather than grown over the time. Eron was now going to attended a real institution of education or at least that what he hoped. ¡°So how was your last day Eron?¡± ¡°It was alright dad¡± Oh yeah Eron could now talk without raising suspicion anymore, it was a god send for him to finally be able to communicate. But things like Callipygian and or Concupiscent where still off limits. ¡°Are you sure? I mean back in my day I remember us all crying and hugging. The emotion¡± Paris¡¯s eyes were starting to water up. In truth everyone at that time had been crying and hugging in joy at the idea of not seeing Paris again. This was mainly because he was too clingy and emotional. Also some of the boys and even the girls were jealous of his look even at that age. ¡°dad. Dad!!! It was fine, everyone was fine, and I was fine. Fine¡± But Eron was lying to himself, he wasn¡¯t fine, in fact he had been rather upset leaving behind the people he had come to call friends. As in his previous life he had never really fitted in. There was Poopy, the nickname had stuck with him it seemed as although lest often his habit still persisted over the years. (Someone should seriously check him out) He was rather stupid, kind of reminded him of a British Bull Dog. You know, the way it waddles and drools all over the place, but you love it because of that. Ruby, already showing signs of being a¡­a¡­Slut for all intents and purpose. But she was a flamboyant person, the kind that just makes you feel good by being around them. To her credit she was easy on the eyes and wouldn¡¯t go with just anyone, she was rather picky. (I know, what are they teaching children) Dexter. He¡¯s probably a sociopath. Heart in the right place, probably, as he was a nice guy all in all. But he¡¯s got creepy hobbies and that¡¯s putting it kindly. It took a while for him to let Eron in, but Eron didn¡¯t give up as he had been the quite loner before. There were a few other kids that he had encountered during his time there. But none as noteworthy as these three. ¡°Well it¡¯s been a good time with you guys this past three years¡­..¡± ¡°Yeah, it¡¯s been a wild ride¡± Ruby jumped in. ¡°Poopy sad¡± ¡°Yes Poopy, we¡¯re all sad¡± Everyone then turned their attention to Dexter, expecting him to have an input ¡°¡­¡­.¡± But of course Dexter deferred from the social norm and just stayed true to himself. For Eron though this was probably the last time he¡¯d ever see them. As even in this world everything ran around money apparently. So as he came from a decently well off family and they didn¡¯t, that would define who he would know, what he would learn and what he do. When they arrived back at home he was greeted by his sisters and Dion. ¡°Hello brother¡± ¡°Young master¡± ¡°Sister¡­.. Dion. Where¡¯s mother?¡± ¡°Mistress is currently away on business¡± ¡°Never mind brother we¡¯ll keep you company¡± ¡°That¡¯s a lovely idea Lilith, why don¡¯t you go and do that while I and Dion organise Erons stuff for school¡± Eron felt his spine freeze as those words left his father¡¯s mouth. As his father and Dion walked off his sisters smiled and led him off to the study. ¡°¡­Now¡­let¡¯s talk about this¡­¡± ¡°How have you been?¡± Those few words exploded Eron¡¯s mind ¡°Fine¡± he said with caution ¡°¡­..Good¡± They just sat there staring at each other for half an hour in absolute silence. Even a fly wouldn¡¯t dare interrupt this by flying through. ¡®Who are these people in front of me, I know they¡¯ve been gone for most part of these past years at school and I¡¯ve barley seen them. But no one could have changed this much¡¯ ¡°Okay who are you? And what have you done to my real sisters. Not that I mind to much bu¡­¡± ¡°Little brother have you really forget us. Your sweet, sweet older sisters¡± Their eyes lit up with fire as they spoke these words like they were possessed. *Bang* the doors and the shutters started to bang shut. As the horror of what was about to happen to washed over him, so did a peculiar sense of comfort. The comfort in knowing that these were indeed his two sisters. When Eron emerged from the study, he decided to drag his battered body to his room to see what his father and Dion were doing. This was a grave mistake on his part as they had been going over his old clothes. ¡°Oh how cute he looked in this, and this matched his eyes perfectly¡± ¡°Certainly master. I was upset when he didn¡¯t wear this cute dress I got him¡± ¡°My, speak of the devil there he is. Why don¡¯t he come here and make your father and Dion happy¡± He was backed into a corner while the two men came in wearing similes like that of Kagetane Hiruko, holding clothes that were clearly too small or cutesy for him. You know what they say, out of the frying pan and into the fire. Eron was only saved when his mother came back later that night, as Paris and Dion had to go and prepare a meal for her. You¡¯d think one man was enough but when it came to mother you needed twice the workforce. Find this and other great novels on the author''s preferred platform. Support original creators! Eron however already looked like his soul, dignity and youth had been sucked out of him. Regaining only some of his composure by dinner time. ¡°Son why do you look so bad? Are you ill or something?¡± his mother enquired. ¡°I am...fine¡± he replied while staring straight with a vacant expression. His mother was clearly not convinced by the answer as she gave him an inquisitive look. ¡°Okay¡± but Freya had a policy to not purse things that didn¡¯t directly involve her as that would just be too much work in her books. But also she had noticed Dion and Paris in an awfully happy mood, giggling among themselves like a bunch of boys and glancing at Eron. Telling her enough of what may might of happened. ¡°Ah, Eron while I¡¯ve got you come and visit me after supper¡± ¡°Yes mother¡± So once dinner was dune and he had helped cleared the table he head off to his mother¡¯s room. When he entered he found his mother siting down and indicated for him to also. ¡°So..um..how was your last day?¡± ¡°It was alright I guess as I said to dad, but I am a bit upset.¡± ¡°Ah¡­really¡­I remember when I¡­.¡± Eron could tell his mother was struggling here. He had originally been worried that he done something to anger Freya, so was relieved when she started asking about his day. But he knew his mother wasn¡¯t used to this one on one talks and emotion stuff so he decided to help her out. ¡°Never mind that mother, it¡¯s not important. Why don¡¯t you tell me what you want to say?¡± ¡°Yes, your right that¡¯s not important. What I want to talk about to you is about my stupid father and about what is expected of you¡± This grabbed Erons attention. As one it was about him and two it involved his granddad who seemed to have vanished along the way at some point, like he wasn¡¯t important or needed. ¡°Well the thing is¡­¡± his mother began to explain. It took some time as she sometimes lost her way when the sentences became too long, but she eventually finished. She then told Eron to go to bed to allow him to take in the information he had been given. For Eron though it didn¡¯t take as long as she thought it would, as he had pretty sound reasoning and also his mother¡¯s brain is a bit slower than most so her expectation of the time it would take was a bit off. While in Bed he decided to go over the information one more time just to make sure he hadn¡¯t missed anything. ¡®Right so this is what I summarised from our talk. One, my granddad is useless drunkard, already knew that before but it¡¯s nice to know the view is shared. Two, however useless he was though he had managed to persuade everyone that I was a miracle baby sent to help my clan. God I can just tell I am going to be plagued by misfortune because of this, FUCK YOU GRANDAD. This in turn means a lot is expected of me, even more so by the fact I have two horns, so backing his claim. Mother still couldn¡¯t be bothered to explain the horns and I decided not to push her as she said I would find out soon enough. ¡® Erons Let out a sigh at that, as things would just be much easier if he had a committed mother teaching him all he needed to know. ¡®Three, I am under even more pressure as my sisters although hornless are natural genesis finishing school a year early. Personally I thought a year wasn¡¯t amazing but apparently it¡¯s really hard to do. God I swear all my sisters do in life is to somehow make my life more difficult. Finally, during all this many people will probably try and harm me. Okay she didn¡¯t put it exactly like that but that¡¯s basically the drift. So it seems my new life will be a short one at this rate, Shit and I have just spent five years trying to become a better me then old me. What a waste of energy.¡¯ The next few days went by without incident. Eron busy getting ready for school and his sisters getting ready for Thee Academy. Yep that was its name, nothing fancy, but it wasn¡¯t just any academy it was quite literally Thee Academy. Eron had been a bit surprised at the speed at which he was moving from one education to another without much a break in-between. Apparently this was because a child¡¯s education was taken very seriously, as it would influence where you stood in society so breaks from it were frowned upon. All the information he had been given about his knew school was that it was a 2 day journey away in a neighbouring territory. He would obviously be boarding as it would be counterproductive otherwise, with only a few breaks a year. When the day finally came for Eron to go a carriage arrived outside of his house. His Sisters had left earlier as they had much further to travel than him. As he got into the carriage after Dion had helped him load up all his stuff, his family came out to see him to wave goodbye. His Mother was in rather a relaxed mood and wearing normal daily comfy clothes. Whereas his father was dressed in all black, complete with a black hat and a veil, holding white rose in one hand and dabbing his face with a hankie chief. It looked like he was attending someone¡¯s funeral. Eron couldn¡¯t decide if this was just his father being the emotion eccentric sap he was. Or if this had any relation to the talk he had, had with his mother about possible people wishing harm. ¡°Thanks for the vote of confidence¡± he mumbled as the carriage set of carrying a very worried Eron. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I don¡¯t know how long it will be till I do the next chapter. I mean I got it fairly planned out but will just have to see what time I have and what mood I am in.