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~Dekkrin's Prologue~

At precisely midnight, a scream came from a single room in a small abode in one of the most desolate towns in all of Pulkon. The scream was soon followed by cries of a newborn infant, that was now free from his mother's womb. But something was not right with the child. The infant was cleaned but his small hands would not come clean, yet nothing was on them. The skin on his hands were stained red and small claws emerged from the tips of his fingers. Even so, the assistant of the mother wrapped the small bundle and gave it to the new mother. More things were noticed amiss. His eyes were as pale as silver, and he was cold to the touch, as if he were dead, but he was quite alive and healthy. The mother saw all of these impurities, but held the squirming child close. "I welcome you, Dekkrin LeSharde."

By the time the sun arose, Dekkrin screamed in agony. His skin was hot to the touch. "Quick! get him out of the sun, Marinelle!" Dekkrin's mother screamed towards the assistant and she instantly sheltered the child from the rising sun. Once all the windows had been covered, the infant hushed and his skin cooled back to its icy state. He slipped into a sleep that lasted till nightfall.

Once he was fast asleep, Dekkrin's mother studied his small figure. Salty tears came to her eyes as she studied the one thing that stuck out more than anything on his small body. The mark of a curse, the curse of his father that carved itself into his chest. Dekkrin's mother had not known about that trait of the boy's father, until after she had been impregnated. By then it was all too late.

Three months later, Dekkrin came by surprise, yet his mother had known he would come early. She had been under surveillance ever since she knew she would be having a child. Although she had expected him early, she had never suspected he'd be there so soon. It just proved all the more he was a cursed child. To be born that early and still live. That was just one surprise she faced. His form was most unexpected. The bloodstained hands with small claws, his ever icy eyes of silver, the blood red hair with silver streaks along the sides, the symbol itself, and the fact that he could not stand in the sun were all the things and more that she had never expected. Despite all the oddities of her child, Dekkrin was her child, and forever he would be till the day she died. If any promises were made to him, that would be the one she would keep.