"I'm here, Lord Lucifer. I'm ready to take on anything this, thing has dealt with. I will ascend to the throne of Demon King of the 25th Circle of Hell and take your head as my trophy God Candidate." [We will see Lethonia. I will now activate a spell to send you both into the memories of Damon. Be ready.] "Wait! You never said anything about me reliving everything as well!" [You won't. Lethonia will be in your body experiencing it. You will merely observe.] I didn't get the chance to utter another word before he sent us to the past.
This place, I remember it well. I used to live here. That was when I still lived with, him. Lethonia is in my body right now. He is about to be put through a rude awakening. I turn to the calendar to see what day it is. It can't be, not that day. Anything but that day. You are truly too cruel Lucifer.
The date read June 2nd, 2015. This day held a memory that Damon would never want to experience again. This was the day he almost experienced death for the first time. If it's that day, then Lethonia should be in my room. I ran to my old room from all those years ago. The door was already open. "You dumb fucking kid! You ruin everything with your freaky eyes and dumb interests! You should've never been born. I'll fix the mistake of not getting an abortion back then."
That was the voice of Damon's father. My father. He was a drunkard that constantly blamed all his problems on me and my eyes. He always told me that life would be better off if I was never born. I used to think he was right until I met my friends. They helped me feel needed and wanted. They were outcasts like me, but we were fine with each other.
Damon's father started punching the young Damon in the face. Lethonia has to deal with all of that pain. I almost feel sorry for him, but I can't forgive someone who would kill family without any second thoughts. "You deserve much more than just this beating. I'll be back to finish what I started." Damon's father walked out of the room and towards the kitchen to grab one thing. A knife.
Look at me. My face is all bruised and bleeding. I can't believe I still loved him even after all this. "God Candidate, did you really go through this at such a young age?" I nodded. "That's right. And this is only the beginning. You'll have a nice trip to the emergency room soon though." My dad came back holding a kitchen knife. "You'll die today, damn brat!" He slashed the chest of the young Damon 15 times. The scars are still there to this day. The only reason I survived is because my dad had a girl over that called 911 to save me. Today was the last day I ever saw my father.
After the memory ended, we were brought to a black void. [Well, how did you handle the first part of his past Lethonia? Do you want to continue?] "It was much crueler than expected, but nothing I couldn't handle. Bring us to the next memory." [As you wish.] A flash of blinding light was accompanied by coming to this memory. The heavy chatter, the sound of metal slamming, and the large amount of walking. This place would be impossible for me to mistake for something else. It was my old high school.
Why would he send Lethonia here? There's only one bad thing that happened to me when I went to high school. Wait, there's no way he'd actually bring him to this, right? He is trying to break him but this has to be too far. This was no ordinary memory; it was the memory of when Damon almost experienced death for the second time in his life. If I remember correctly, they should be behind the school right now.
I walked throughout the halls of the school to reach the back of it. They were there, and so was I. This had happened 2 years ago, before I started homeschooling. "Hey Damon, you should come with us to this old abandoned house. It'll be fun." Why did I ever believe them? I wanted to fit in with them so bad, I chose to go with them. This was both the biggest mistake and the greatest choice I made. If I didn't choose to go with them, I would've never met my friends.
They walked to the abandoned house from the school. I still remember how nervous I was to be around the cool kids in school. After they entered the house, everything changed, though. They threw a bag over my head and tied me up. "Did you really think we'd be friends with a freak like you? Your face looks fine, but your eyes are so freaky. No one would want to be friends with you."
After they took the bag off my head, I found myself tied to a pillar in the house. I still remember it like it was yesterday. "Now that we have the freak tied up, who wants to have some fun?" They pulled out baseball bats and lead pipes. The first one swung a bat directly onto my shin, snapping it in two. The second one swung the lead pipe right into my ribcage. That had fractured 6 ribs and broke 2 ribs. The third one kicked my stomach full force. I coughed up blood onto her shoe from the pain I was feeling.
"Ew, the freak got blood all over my shoe. Now I have to clean off my shoe. Fuck you, freak." There was one more person that hadn't hit me yet, but this one was different. He stood away from the three that had already beaten me in a corner like he was waiting. "C'mon guys, let's leave this guy to die. No one will care anyways." I looked at the guy in the corner. "Please, help me..." I fainted shortly after from the internal bleeding.
When I woke up, I was in the ICU with my body suffering from great pain all around. The guy was sitting next to the hospital bed. "You're awake. Don't worry about the others; they were arrested. The doctors say that it's a miracle that you lived through all that internal bleeding." I chuckled. I remember what I said with every part of my body. "I would've rather died than be in this amount of pain. I don't even think I could stand because of the pain my body is in."
The memory faded to black once again. [That is the second memory. How are you feeling Lethonia.] "No more, please. I can feel my body reeking in pain. How did he survive such torture with such low stats? The fact he is alive is crazy. Give me the penalty, just no more of this pain, please." [That's sad. I had one more memory. It was far more recent than the 2 I had previously shown you, but it hurt a lot more than both of them combined.] "This God Candidate suffered that much?" Lucifer couldn't hold back his laughter.
I knew he was referring to my actual death for the third memory. The pain was completely unbearable from memory. [Well, as you said, you forfeit this special event. I will place a 50% power handicap on you now.] The black faded as we came back to the stadium. [Lethonia has failed this special event. He will now fight the God Candidate with a 50% handicap.] I could hear the crowd's shock from the revelation. "I'm ready to fight whenever you are Lethonia."
Lethonia looked over with pain in his eyes. "I have a new respect for you, God Candidate. You are unrelenting, but even at 50% of my power, I will prevail over you." Lethonia held more bloodlust than before. It was mixed in with something else. His bloodlust had been merged with pure wrath. "I've lived through worse than your blade. So unless your sword swings like betrayal, abandonment, or a shattered ribs—don't expect me to fall." [Are the fighters ready?] Me and Lethonia both nodded. [Then, let the final battle, begin.]