Chapter 195: The Demon's Past 3

Chapter 195: The Demon's Past 3

Chapter 195: The Demon’s Past 3

“Quinn, Mom is back home and with your special gold-nut berries...” The voice of a lady rang out excitedly opening up the dark iron gate which made ear tingling creaking noise, showing its need for replacement but Savita ignored it as she entered the compound but her eyes soon narrowed when she didn’t receive the expected reply, which was the door getting bursted from inside and a figure running into her.

“Quinn, Quinn?” She called out repeatedly as she clenched the doorknob and discovered it was tightly locked, just as she left it in the morning.

“Hmmm, that’s strange. How come he is not back yet?” She asked with her eyebrows furrowed while bringing out a bunch of keys from her purse and after three seconds of searching finally found the right and gently used it to unlock the door.

“CLANK”

The door clinked open as Savita walked into it, welcomed by the sound of the TV her eyes scanned around the though not particularly lavish looking but still okayish familiar sitting room but they immediately narrowed as she looked at the TV that was currently turned on and the current ongoing news.

-Today at the Voidspace Genius Institute, an act of murder was almost committed by one of the students, and the victims were none other than the son of the Patriarch himself.

It has sparked a debate as the perpetrator of the act was caught pummeling the young master Nexus to the wall, bloodying his face, and breaking apart his nose.

According to Eyewitnesses, it was said that the young master was just a step away from death before the teacher’s timely intervention. The student responsible for the act was one Quinn Voidspace, a 3rd-grade member of the family and son of Farhan Voidspace, a maid at the Voidspace Palace.

Thankfully, he was stopped at the right time and has now been taken to the VSP where he is being kept before judgment!

This according to the Higher-ups shows the negligence and insecurity of...”

BANG

The sound of the bag dropping to the ground, echoed out in the room followed by a red cherry-like fruit rolling out of the bag.

Savita looked at the image on the TV, horror on her face as she caught the sight of the boy whose hair was covered in strange silver and crimson color and had both arms bonded behind him and carried on the shoulder by one of the Voidspace security guards.

A single line of tears slowly rolled down her left eye and Immediately the door was knocked open as she rapidly ran into the distance exiting the 3rd grade settlement...

— — —

The VSP was the Voidspace family prison where only the heinous criminals of the Voidspace family were kept and those who managed to see the sun again after entering the place probably wouldn’t see the sun’s setting.

A place of torture and life imprisonment where only the damned of the damned can be found.

It was that of a boy, around 13, hung to the huge chains from above the ceiling as he was raised in the air by them.

His upper clothes had been reduced to shreds, hundreds of different lashemarkedom his body while both of his eyes were completely bloody with massive amounts of blood still dripping down them.

“A murder attempt on the Patriarch’s children only had a single punishment and that is death. Considering he is still young, the greatest pity shown to him would be keeping him in here forever...” The man said calmly looking at the chained boy, whose body was dripping down with blood.

“Please, help me. He’s my only son! Help me talk to the patriarch, he should understand...” The sound of desperate begging and sobbing rang out through the entire space as a lady held on tightly to the legs of the silver-haired man.

“I understand your intention. You want me to beg the patriarch since he was also the one who gave birth to him. But the patriarch has said it clearly. He rejected him and you. There’s no way he would listen. Making him not sentenced to death immediately was she highest favor he could do...”

“Please...”

The sob continued and finally, the man signed as he looked at the boy.

“There’s only one way to save him from sure death or imprisonment...” The man said causing hope to light up on Savita’s face as she asked with a shaky voice.

“And...And what is that?”

“There’s a rule that anyone taken to the Ancestral grounds as a prisoner should not have any of his direct relations in prison nor purposefully killed by the clan. This is the only way to avoid his sure death but are you willing to risk imprisonment yourself?” The man said as Savita’s face changed,

‘The Ancestral grounds...”

Her heart quaked in fear on hearing that name as she remembered the tales surrounding it.

Yet as she turned to look at the bloody figure on the chain, she steeled her mind as she gave a nod.

— — —

“You took everything away from me when you played that stupid game of yours, now I’ll be stripping you too of everything you’ve gained!”

“Quinn Noooooooo!!!”

KABOOOOM