Evan soon fell asleep on the dusty bed. The bruises on his face showed how much 'fun' life was for him. He awaited the next day , wondering if food, even the smallest crumb, will ever reach him.
Evan sat up on the bed, suddenly startled as he remembered that the system was supposed to shut down.
"System. System! I'm, status , quest tab, shop ... System. It really did shut down... I wonder what gift I got." Evan mumbled to himself.
He looked around the cramped dark room. On the wall opposite the door was a high window, translucent but letting sunlight through just enough to illuminate the room.
Saying the room was not tended for months would be a lie. It looked as if no one had entered for decades, well , other than the scurrying rats.
On the floor was a square beam of faint, sunlight through the small window. Evan wanted to at least feel the warmth of the sun since he would be here for who knows how long.
He moved his stubby , little legs to the sunlit area and placed his hand into the light and immediately pulled back.
He let out a heart wrenching scream as he cradled his burnt hand, which blistered and was literally smoking, trying desperately, to use his ice mana to cool his hand.
It came painfully slow from his good hand , in faint blue wisps. The only comfort it gave was to cool his hand as if a winter - but not chilling - breeze, passed by his hand.
After a few seconds, he fell unconscious, his burnt hand inches from the sunlit square projection. His half- sister, younger but from one of his step- mom, came and doused him in cold water.
He woke with a start, but , sadly, his hand passed through the area and he pulled it back , trying hard not to scream his heart out, cradling his again burnt hand, tears threatening to fall.
He tried using his little mana but it didn't work. His half- sister crouched beside his and started using her healing magic to heal his hand. In a few seconds, it was completely healed, not a sign of the 2nd degree burns anywhere.
He looked at her as if she was an angel sent by the heavens. He bowed , his head touching the ground and thanked her profusely. She looked at him , how you would a beggar.
In truth, she would have never stepped into this dirty place, she was a germaphobe, but seeing her older brother like this, brought her a sense of pleasure and happiness.
She possessed healing and fire magic,and she used her magic to set his clothes on fire , enjoying him burn while healing him at intervals.
It felt fun to torture her brother, she decided to the her father for telling them about the failure during last night's dinner.
She watched as his clothes burnt to ashes leaving him with several 1st degree burns. She looked around and saw a long empty sack.
She used her fire to burn arm holes and one for the head then started kicking her brother towards it.
She was only a month younger, and he was weak and hungry. It gave her sadistic pleasure.
She stopped after he was directly on it. "Your trash brother, you know that. Stand and wear it, I don't want to see your disgusting body."
Evan arose , groaning in pain. He stared at her blue hair but signature golden eyes. This earned him a fireball to the chest. Although weak it burnt and hurt like hell.
He moved his broken body and wore the sack. She healed him , turned on her heal and exited the room, slamming the door on her way out.
Evan made his way to his bed and fell into a troubled sleep. He felt a sharp jolt of pain coursing through his body. He scrambled off the bed , half-asleep and fell on his shoulder.
The same jolt assaulted his thigh, shy from his family jewels. He placed his hands protectively over them then the sharp crack of a whip was heard as it left it's mark on his cute face.
He used one hand to rub his cheek while the other remained, stubbornly, in it's position. He felt himself get kicked so hard that he heard his own ribs crack from the impact.
*Crack*
He looked up and sawa woman with blue hair and red eyes, the older image of her daughter who was hiding behind her legs, faking tears and whimpering.
" You filthy piece of SHIT! HOW .DARE.YOU . TRY TO DEFILE MY. DAUGHTER!?" She shouted and rained lightning on him, enough to dry and fry a fish straight out of water.
It continued for half an hour before she tossed him a healing potion.
She wouldn't have done it but she remembered her husband saying his ice mana would be used to help the golden one keep control of his mana, once Evan was 5 years old.
That meant he had to be alive and without disease or injury.
" You will do well to not touch nor look or even think of my daughter. If you dare, you will regret everything you have ever known." She turned on her heel and left , with her daughter in tow. She didn't notice that Evan already passed out.
When Evan woke, the first thing he noticed was the viel of green liquid and the usual dark and empty room.
No tables nor chairs were there. He tried to sit up but a fresh wave of pain washed over him eliciting a groan.
He used as minimal movement as possible to bring the viel to his mouth and used his teeth to pry it open and drain it.
Immediately the pain dulled, not completely but to a point where it was bearable and his wounds visibly healed.
He was reluctant to sleep on the bed, he viewed it as a bad omen but he would not sleep on the floor unless he lacks a bed.
He slept on the bed and drifted into a sleepless dream. He woke up and saw twinkling stars in the sky.
" I wish I was free like that. Why do I have to suffer while those pricks enjoy tormenting me? Though I feel like I have been in a predicament like this but I can't remember where." Evan mumbled dejectedly.
"Hehe~"
Evan turned towards the sound and a candle was lot revealing the faces of his sweet younger half- sister holding her mom's whip, which she used earlier;a youth with the same blue hair and golden eyes, a boy older than her; another boy , older than them with orange hair and golden eyes and a girl with the same hair and eye colour scheme.
The stared at him with open sadistic malice, Evan felt dread washing over him.
The struck. The orange hair pair surrounded with glowing and menacing fireballs rained on him.
The walls , furniture, floor and ceiling were enchanted so that any proof of the torture would disappear and they would reconstruct.
The blue haired duo healed him while launching their own attacks. The blue haired boy used dark magic to pierce him from all angles while his sister applied fire magic on the whip and used it without remorse.
Their happy laughs drowned out his screams making anyone who heard them think that they were innocently playing. Though it was anything but. After 2 hours, they healed him and left.
Any time they were scolded, bored or wanted to train, they would come down to help their brother to have 'fun'.
And like that ,a year passed.