A gold-flecked creature swam in a small aquarium in little Damien's room.
The tiny lord had promised himself he wouldn't hold this one in his hands anymore.
Although he didn't understand it, he vaguely felt that his strength had grown. When he punched his cousin to save Emily, he knocked his cousin's teeth out.
So this time, he would only watch.
But curiosity is the trait of the innocent, and Damien was tragically so. He wanted to know if the scales felt like the gold chains his mother wore.
With his small hands, he reached into the water.
The moment his thumb and forefinger closed around the tiny body to lift it, the fish had simply… burst.
As if someone had dipped watercolor into it, a cloud of red spread through the clear water.
Damien stared at the crimson gore on his fingertips for three hours, until his mother found him.
His eyes were red as tears dripped down his cheek one by one.
