"I swear..." A low, weak voice was uttered out of the torn and swollen lips of a young boy. He looked to be about twelve years of age. His face was beaten and bruised, his body no better.
His limbs were stretched apart and tied across a wooden board that stood vertically. Marks of torture and abuse were obvious on his physique.
A few feet in front of him, a young man stood with his back to the boy.
"Even if I have to come back in another life... I will never forgive you for what you did to me..." The boy said with a pause, his eyes burning with rage.
But then, his balled fists loosened, and his eyes began to fill up with moisture.
"What you did to my family..." He said, finishing his sentence before beginning to silently sob.
The young man in front of him turned. He had golden blonde hair and wore clothing befitting a royal. A patterned white and gold tunic cloaked his upper body, red and blue roses embroidered throughout it.
