Claiming Lucian (Let there be light and Let there be Darkness) Yaoi Book 1 and 2

41: Ruination

The scent of metal which was so piscine was what I would always remember from him. Light never entered the part of the cave where he made me stay for so many blue moons. Mere torches aided in giving me a more detailed description of my nightmares and the walls made me remember the screams that rose from every victim's throat.

He would leave to hunt and would often bring back the prey alive just to show me how he would cold-bloodedly tear the life out of them. He preferred to feast on children because their meat was much softer; their blood was much cleaner, and they had less body hair.

"Let go of me! Let go!" the young struggling boy cried before his neck was crushed with a single claw.

"Are you watching this? This is how it is in this world boy—eat or be eaten. It doesn't matter how young they are, they'll grow into savage murderers like the rest of us anyway. Better to eat them before they eat us."

Each day I would witness a new act of murder with each victim experiencing a new sadistic way of dying.

Maybe the cage I grew up in was a blessing in disguise. I never tried to break free not even once. I never attempted to bend the feeble bars of the cage just to see the light of the day. At that young age I already accepted the fact that I would always be his prisoner because I will always be related to him by blood and flesh.

"I will eat you...don't think I won't because I will."

He smiled at me with fresh blood coating his sharp teeth. He lifted the head that he had just yanked out from the small body of the boy and opened his mouth to catch the blood dripping out of it.

Once he was full he would throw in the thigh part he saved up for me and he would slumber deeply. At that time I wasn't scared of this man because I was used to it. He showered me with abhorrence. He taught me the cruel practicality of life.

I ate what he ate. I had the same skeletal tail he had. Although he never showed me a single drop of love or affection, he was all I had. He was my beloved father even if I was his unloved son. Staying in this cage was the only thing that pleased him. Being caged here was the only thing that stopped him from beating me into a bloody pulp.

When I was younger and gained awareness of my senses, the very first thing I sensed was pain. It was just unending pain. He would break my fingers and hit my head against the stony wall until I tasted my own blood. He would use every cuss he knew and curse me to the depths of my being.

I didn't know why he despised me so much. I think my very existence in his life irked him. It made him vengeful. It was like he was taking revenge on something and I was the doll where he poured his anger in.

"You think anyone would love you? You think anyone would save you? You're nothing, you hear me boy? I'm the only person in the world you'll have you worthless piece of shit!" he snapped at me before growling menacingly against my bruised and cut face.

I learned to stop crying over every single wound. Crying only made him give me bigger wounds. The louder I cry the longer he would beat me.

So I just stopped...

"Mama! Papa!" a young girl's voice echoed in the cave. She was thrown right in front of me and then scrambled back once she sensed that Ta was coming.

Ta laughed and hauled her leg up. I never tried to comfort his victims because it was futile. Why would I even console them when they would leave me here the second that they die? They were lucky that it would end quickly. They won't live as a prisoner. They'll be in a better place after this.

The rest of the day became agonized screams as he ate her alive. More blue moons passed by and my Ta had fallen ill. I had no idea how can such a strong predator suddenly get taken over by some illness. It just happened one day. He went out to hunt but came back empty-handed.