There's a tale about a child surrounded by death, a mere boy that was accused of witchcraft and performing dark arts.

When the villagers sees him they would throw rocks at him or even blades saying "get out of here you cursed son of satan!!?" even children would do the same... but instead of fighting back the child just ignored his bruises and injuries. No one knew what was going on, on the child's mind..

One day one of the children at the village went missing, instead of searching for the missing chid they blamed the cursed child, "That boy is the only one capable of doing such a thing!?" the uncle of the child screamt at the jury in front of him.

"Yes that cursed boy!!!, he ate my nephew alive!!?" the auntie of the missing child said in an anger tone and depression, the jury could no longer think of any possible attempts to kidnap the child and thus they raised their brows.

"We shall find that cursed boy and burn his body!" one of the judges spoke in an excited yet cowardice tone, everyone agreed and decided to search for the cursed shild all over the town but they couldn't find him anywhere..

"Sire!, the child is not yet found" says one of the men holdin a torch, it's seen on his face that he looked all over the area but none could see the cursed child.

The next day the cursed child showed up on the village, when the men saw him, one of them strike him with a wooden bat and they gathered all around him and started kicking him, he would spill blood but still did not say a word about it.

Silence drew over his face even if the men would scream at him "you monster!!"... "you killed the child!!"..."cursed son of satan!!".. the other villagers would just whisper "isn't this becoming harsh?.." other would answer "it fits this child!, he was the one who killed that son of Mary and Joshua Tilton!".

Screams and noises would gather up blaming the innocent child about everything..

"he weren't the one!!" someone spoke behind their backs, it stopped them from mercilessly killing the child.

"the one who kidnapped the child was Anthony and Hazle!, the uncle and aunt of the missing child!" silence then occured at the area, a sudden noise came from the child. He stood up and walked away from them, his eyes were swollen and some of his bones were broken, still he walked away from everything.

Everyone was in silence, "what did we just do?!" one of the villagers screamt and in guilt they lower down their bats, torches and weapons. They have sinned for closely murdering the child, they were fooled by the missing child's uncle and aunt.

"we didn't do anything wrong!' one of the villagers broke the silence around them, "that child is still the son of satan!!" everyone then started murmuring "yes ... he's right.." ... "true.." .. "after all he is the child of satan" covering their sin they thought of those things...

The night then arrived, the child was sitting on a big rock wiping the blood away on his body. He didn't show emotion nor feel sadness towards what happened,his eyes would just wink 'cause of the pain or his eyes would just nearly shut down...

Suddenly a light came out of the forest, the child looked at the glowing light.. it was a fairy, blonde haired beautiful young lady floating above the ground, it came towards him and he just continued staring..

"boy.. do you not wish to get out of that pain your in?.." the fairy asked showing a smile to the boy but the boy didn't answer and just nodded... the fairy suddenly stepped back and went her way, as the distance between them shortens, she looked back at him and suddenly vanished...

The next day there was a blood moon, the village was surrounded by fire, everything was burning, the smell of burning flesh was all around the area... the child was on the middle of it all, he would dance and laugh around them.. he would just laugh.. and laugh...and laugh all the way..

The fairy suddenly appeared on the sky and whispered to the wind "Cursed Child of Satan.."

~The End~