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"PUSH!" The man cried one last time, and after a few moments of nothing but strenuous gasping and screaming a small cry filled the room, everyone silencing themselves in awe.
"It's a boy..." The woman on the bed muttered tiredly.
"What should we name him...?" The man asked quietly, crouching by the bed and the woman as the baby cried.
"Darius..." The woman decided, speaking it firmly.
"Darius Vale..." The man finished.
Darius Vale, born to a small peasant family in the shadows of a great castle, though no one knew, he had received Deaths Omen...
STAGE ONE
ADOLESCENCE
Darius Vale grew up in the years to come, his hair was blonde and he grew to be quickly, rising to the average height for a ten year old boy.
His eyes were a deep shade of grey, and his hair grew to a long length for his age.
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"Darius sweetie!" Your mother calls from outside your hovel.
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"What ma'?" Darius' young face shot upwards, his wavy hair bouncing forward landing over his face. Sliding his hand upward, he shoved it back away from his face. |
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"Come out here! I need you to run to the market!" She shouts.
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Groaning audibly, Darius trudged his way over to where his mother was. Maybe something interesting would be happening when he arrived. |
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Your mother awaits outside, toiling in the garden.
She turns as you exit the hovel and approaches you.
"We need some carrots, ours didn't grow well." She says, pushing two coins into your hand.
"Don't loose that, it's all we have." She warns.
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Darius stared down at the coins, rolling them in the palm of his hand. These small things could make a weak man powerful, something the boy was just beginning to understand.
Turning his head up, he nodded to his mother, "I won't, I promise." He meant it too, as he turned and began to head into town to get the carrots. |
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The lane was mostly empty towards the market, unusual.
(Speeding things up)
By the time you got the carrots, paid, and were on your way back a shouting of a crowd caught your attention towards the main square.
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Darius, carrots in hand, shifted his attention to the main square. |
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A large crowd blocks your view of the center of the courtyard, their shouting too loud to figure out anything from it.
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Darius, a hard-headed youth, tried to muscle his way towards the front to see what was happening. |
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The crowd isn't too hard to maneuver through.
As he nears the front he sees the commotion.
A man his held by two guards, a noose around his neck as an executioner reads his crimes, mostly acts of treason.
An execution, something you'd never seen.
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Treason.. A word Darius knew but couldn't really connect too, he tilted his head curiously as he examined the scene before him unfold. |
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The man was read the rest of his crimes and given his sentence as the crowd around him shouted and cursed him.
The executioner stepped forward suddenly and pushed on a lever and the man dropped with a crunch, his feet flailing in the air as his neck twisted far too far to the right.
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Darius furrowed his brow, he wasn't quite disgusted but also was not happy with the situation. Treason, it was something he knew was the highest level of bad, so he knew the man must have deserved it.
Peering down, and noticing the veggies he held, he remembered he had to head back to his home. |
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When he arrived back home his mother waited, "what took so long dear?" She asked.
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"I was just sitting down for a little." Darius shrugged, as he gave his mother the carrots. |
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"Oh okay." Your mother says with a smile, guiding you into the house.
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Pushing the event he witnessed earlier to the back of his mind, he headed inside with his mother. |
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End Stage 1
(so boring)
Stage 2
Teenage Years
You grew bigger in the years to come as you grew into adulthood, working with your father in the fields in the day and helping your mother in the evenings.
You befriended a girl your age as you both grew older, and as the years went by her figure grew out and you felt more than friendship to her, but you never said a word about it.
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Darius kept whatever feelings he had hidden, he was not an overly emotional type of person and was unsure what to make of it himself.
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(I've decided I'm going to enjoy yours the most sooooo)
Over the time Darius also grew closer to another boy his age and they became the best of friends. The boy was a bit more burly than Darius and similar in height.
The two went nearly everywhere together and could usually be found in trouble together. They couldn't be closer even if they were brothers.
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[ B) ]
Where was Darius currently? |
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