[Chapter 1] – The One Who Went Astray

I knew my being. I knew my culture. I knew everything, but that didn’t make me believe anything. I knew our culture is sick. I knew our lives were useless. I knew that my people were already accustomed in following those sick rules.  I knew that it was only I who did not approve of this. It was only I who knew… no, wanted to be good. This was the greatest taboo here. We are not like humans. We are not gods. We are something worse than that and I am so sick of it. I knew our traditions and customs and I very well know the taboo but this is something I want to change.

I have two other brothers and we are the Princes of this kingdom called Endralle, A kingdom for demons  like us. My Father’s the one holding the current throne and soon, he’ll be passing away, having my eldest brother as the heir to the kingdom. Darcel Sonniellon, The eldest of all of us, knew the rules very well and is possessed by it.

He was trained by our father to know the rules by heart and this took over his whole being. My younger brother, Atheis Sonnellion is the guardian of this realm. He is also considered as one of the most respected people here. And I am Leviathan Sonniellon. I am not one of the highest personnel nor respected but I hold the most precious name of all, the name which means “the power to defy gods”. Our mother gave me this name so to not disappoint my father, my brothers and our people. How ironic.

I did not want our culture and my brothers did not approve of this. They despised me and even disowned me knowing what I wanted to do. They despised me for wanting to be good, for not wanting our way of life anymore. I have been whipped so many times, thrown in the dungeons so many times by my very own father. Those things are not forbidden here. It is even considered a great honor to have the courage to go against your own family for the sake of the kingdom. See why I hated it here?

Darcel spanked me all the time. He wanted my name so badly and thought that it was not right to have it belong to someone like me. I wouldn’t blame him. My name suits him very well. “Leviathan”, considered as the demon which targets the belief in gods, was very well suited for my elder brother. He was jealous. He craves for honor and victory and I, a person who didn’t want our culture had no right to hold this name. Darcel did not want me around. He felt that I was a threat to his future kingdom. I have received punishments from him like my father.

Atheis did not approve of my point of view also but he was kind enough to still treat me as his elder brother. He didn’t want what I wanted but he was always there every time I got punished, a punishment even worse for the lowest kinds of creatures here. I always told him not go near me anymore, afraid that he might experience what I am going through .Being practically the only family I have; I did not want that to happen.