It was incredible to learn something from a man this old, with several lifetime’s of experiences crafting him into the person he was today. Sure, he was a prince of hell, but Griffin would take the help where he could get it. “Your father.” Prince of hell. Griffin knew his history. There was only one king of hell. “What did he do?”
Griffin didn’t mean to pry. He didn’t want to pressure the other into revealing secrets about himself they would rather keep locked away, but the curiosity and compassion was reflected in a sightless gaze as the young nephilim waited, wrapped up in the story unraveling before him.
he wished the question would have been easy to answer. it wasn’t just one single event, but instead, it was a multitude of events that he had attributed to a single point in time. that point, was when he finally met his father, but things were far more complicated than simply that.
a reason to why he sucked in a deep breath and rubbed at his chin several moments before speaking again, “it’s not an epic tale if that’s what you’re thinking. i decided to run…of course, my abilities were already out of control… took me years to even get a grip on them. so, i ran, and didn’t stop running for a long time.”
“You didn’t find out until you were nineteen?” That startled Griffin. He was only fifteen. The thought that this man lived the span of Griffin’s entire life and then some without knowing who he was felt like a punch to his chest. It was having someone’s identity completely rewritten. “What do you mean by CHANGING?”
What, like nonhuman puberty? Griffin’s abilities hadn’t changed as he aged. Sure, he grew stronger, but his abilities had always been a part of him. “Did hunters find you?”
“Maybe it would have been longer, still, if I didn’t look into crap.” It was quite an assumption of what would or wouldn’t happen if Ky didn’t take the action to look into stuff. Of course, at the same time, it could have came on much sooner, and that… would have made things difficult as well. As it was, there were more than enough death’s attached to his name in the last few years that he stopped caring all together about the lives lost.
After-all, it didn’t take that long to simply quit caring about everything. First it was how he looked, then it was how he acted around people, and finally… it was the lives that were ultimately lost in his anger. It might have only lasted a fewmonths, but it still was enough. “Worse.”
“My father.”
Where as Griffin had been raised knowing exactly who he was. Was it better that way? Griffin had grown up with others of his own kind, grown up with family helping him, encouraging him, trained to use his powers to the extent of possibility. And he had lost everything and everyone. Would it have been easier if he hadn’t KNOWN? “I didn’t fully understand what nephilim being forbidden meant until I was ten, but I always knew what I was.” A pause. “Did you start suspecting something wasn’t right? That you maybe didn’t have all the facts?”
“Not everyone has that luxury. Humans believe everyone around them are ultimately human. Live long enough around them and you may even believe you are one.” Of course, Ky didn’t think he was human by any standard. Maybe years ago, but not now. Not after all that he had killed.
“When I was younger, I didn’t think of anything different. I simply did what what I wanted and there was a few anger issues.” He gave a shrug, “Didn’t start changing till I was ‘round nineteen. That was when everything went down hill, but that was just things there were noticeable.”
“My mother was an angel. She was killed for having me. Must be nice having someone look out for you.” It wasn’t the full story, but it was as close to the truth as Griffin could get. She wasn’t killed for having a nephilim child. She was killed for protecting nephilim, and having TWO children with a nephilim, when her orders had been to kill them. She had betrayed her brothers and sisters. That crime couldn’t go unpunished. “So I’m guessing there weren’t many pool parties then?”
❝ I wouldn’t exactly call it NICE. Until I was ‘round twenty or so, I didn’t even know ‘bout anything, an’ then I started looking into shit. So, as the story goes? I found a Pandora’s box of information. ❞ There was more to it of course, far more than Ky’lar was willing to admit, but that was besides the point,
❝ Some when I was younger — thought I was human, but then again, you spend a few hundred years being punished for existing, an’ you learn a few things. ❞
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