Read Son of the Demon Lord Rises :: Chapter 1 - St. Claire's Orphanage

Heavy rains and thunder echoes In the heart of the city, nestled between the hustle and bustle, there lies an orphanage. A place of refuge for those who have been abandoned, forgotten, and lost. But among these innocent souls, there was one who was different. A child, yes, but not of human origin. A half demon half human child, left on the doorstep under the cloak of a moonless night.

In the small town of Grandale there stood an old weathered building known as St. Claire’s Orphanage. Inside its worn walls children from different walks of life sought refuge and care. Among them was a peculiar child named zenon who carried a dark secret within.

Zenon arrived at St. Claire’s Orphanage when he was just a baby abandoned on the doorstep with a note and a pendant that read “please take good care of our son” The caretakers of the orphanage oblivious to the true nature of the child they had taken in named him Eliam a very jolly and kind person. He always do what he loved by helping sister bell with all the chores in the orphanage.

Eliam had always been a peculiar child. At the age of ten, he possessed a wisdom and curiosity that set him apart from the other orphans at St. Claire's orphanage. His most unusual characteristic, however, was the hexagraph crest on his chest, a mark that had been with him since infancy, an enigma that the nuns couldn't explain.

One tranquil evening, as the golden hues of the sunset painted the sky over Grandale, Eliam sat alone in his room. His thoughts wandered into uncharted territory, as they often did, guided by the enigmatic pull of that hexagraph crest. It was said to be a birthmark, but Eliam had always felt it held a deeper secret.

As he closed his eyes and rested his hand upon the crest, the room seemed to fade away. He found himself in a place that felt both familiar and distant, a world he had never truly known yet carried the echoes of his past.

In this dream-like state, Eliam's consciousness merged with memories not of this lifetime but of another. He saw himself as Jack Hartman, a man with ordinary dreams, an ordinary job, and a heart yearning for something more. Jack's life was a humble one, filled with simple joys and common sorrows.

Eliam experienced fleeting moments from Jack's life—his laughter with friends, his love for a gentle-hearted woman named Elysia, and the pain of missed opportunities. It was a life devoid of the extraordinary, but it had a depth of emotion that struck Eliam to his core.

As the dream continued, Eliam felt Jack's love for Elysia like a visceral ache in his chest. Her image was etched in his memory, a woman with a kind smile and a gentle demeanor. Her presence lingered in the depths of his heart, her warmth a comforting flame in the darkness of his dream.

In this dream of another's life, Eliam couldn't help but question the meaning of this connection. Why was he experiencing the memories of a man he had never known? What did this dream, this awakening of a past life, mean for him now?

The hexagraph crest on his chest seemed to pulse gently, as if it held the key to unlocking the mysteries of his existence. In that moment, Eliam knew that he was on the cusp of a profound journey, a journey to unravel the secrets of his past and the significance of the hexagraph crest that marked him as something more than ordinary.

The room of St. Claire's orphanage came back into focus as he opened his eyes. His heart was heavy with questions, and his young mind raced with the mysteries that lay before him. The journey to discover the truth about his past life had just begun, and Eliam was determined to find the answers hidden within the depths of his soul

Sometimes he will sneak at back of the orphanage and watch the skies “saying one day I will go on a journey and look for my parents together with his two best friends. Then suddenly he heard a voice calling him.

“Eliam I know your there can you help me prepare our dinner? said sister bell” then zenon replyed with a smile in his face I am coming sister bell wait up. Its already evening when they started to eat their dinner. while having and finishing the food in the table the two children was bullying norkel there name was darnel and toki. This two children are the bullies in the orphanage often bullying other children to. So Eliam step up and told them to stop what they are doing to norkel or else Eliam will call sister bell. The two bullies shouted “ call sister bell we are not scared while darnel said to zenon mind your own business you blue eyed freak while they bursting in laughter.

Suddenly elise punch darnels face and went crying for help with sister bell. Because of this incident The other children at the orphanage found zenon to be different. They think He possessed an eerie presence because of his eyes a like a Golden aura shimmering and a mischievous smile that sent shivers down their spines. There were incidents of strange occurrences whenever he was near leaving everyone bewildered.

They think as If he can talk to the animals and insects. But they were also his friends of Eliam that they think he’s just fine. When darnel came with sister bell and sister Margaret the four of them got a punishment for being misbehaving and they were sent outside of the house and repent and promised that they will not doing it again specially in dinner time.

The dense, ancient woods surrounding the demon settlement were a world of mystery and enchantment, a place where secrets seemed to linger in every whispering leaf and dancing shadow. It was here that Eliam, Elise, and Norkel often ventured, seeking adventures beyond the orphanage walls.

On a warm, sun-dappled afternoon, the trio of friends found themselves beneath the towering trees. Eliam's golden eyes sparkled with curiosity as he led the way, his childhood friends, Elise and Norkel, by his side.

Elise, her ebony hair reflecting the sunlight, wielded a wooden staff as she playfully mimicked the gestures of the skilled magicians they'd seen in the demon realm. Norkel, with his mischievous sapphire eyes, pretended to be a fearless explorer, armed with a makeshift sword.

They laughed and played, their youthful energy and innocence filling the forest with life. Eliam used his budding magic to make small, harmless illusions that delighted his friends. Shadows danced and fireflies glimmered at his command, and the trio reveled in the enchantment of the woods.

As they ventured deeper, the woods began to reveal its ancient secrets. They stumbled upon a hidden glade where ethereal creatures, half-hidden in the foliage, seemed to observe their every move with curious eyes. Eliam couldn't help but feel a strange connection to these creatures, as if they recognized the dormant power within him.

In the heart of the forest, they discovered a tranquil, moonlit pool, where ancient trees formed a natural canopy. Elise, drawn by the mysteries of the water, whispered words of magic, and the pool responded, sending ripples of shimmering light across its surface.

Norkel, ever the adventurer, proclaimed that they had discovered a hidden realm, a place where magic and shadows intertwined. It was in moments like these, among the towering trees and in the presence of his friends, that Eliam felt a sense of belonging and purpose, even if he couldn't yet unravel the mysteries of his remembered past.

The woods were their haven, a realm of wonder and enchantment, where the bonds of friendship grew stronger with every shared adventure. As they played and laughed, they couldn't have known the challenges that lay ahead or the destiny that awaited Eliam, but for now, they cherished the fleeting moments of their carefree youth in the heart of the enchanted forest.

As the sun began its descent behind the ancient trees, casting long shadows across the forest, Eliam, Elise, and Norkel decided it was time to head back to St. Claire's. The day had been filled with adventures, laughter, and the magic of the woods, but the call of home beckoned.

Eliam led the way once more, his golden eyes now reflecting the soft, fading light. Elise and Norkel walked beside him, their faces still flushed with the excitement of their forest escapade.

"Did you see the way those fireflies danced around my illusions?" Eliam asked, his voice filled with youthful wonder.

Elise nodded, her ebony hair shimmering like onyx in the dimming light. "It was amazing! You have a real talent for magic, Eliam."

Norkel, his sapphire eyes gleaming, chimed in with a grin, "And we have you to thank for this incredible adventure. We should do this more often!"

Just as they were about to reach the outskirts of the forest, the gentle voices of both Sister Marietta and Sister Belle called out to them from a distance. "Eliam! Elise! Norkel!"

Turning around, they spotted Sister Marietta and Sister Belle approaching, their kind smiles illuminated by the twilight. "It's time to return to the orphanage. Dinner is almost ready, and we wouldn't want to keep the others waiting," Sister Marietta said.

Sister Belle, her warmth and nurturing care evident, added, "Yes, you've had a wonderful day, but now it's time to come back home."

With a mixture of contentment and anticipation, the trio followed Sister Marietta and Sister Belle back to St. Claire's, their laughter and stories of the day's adventure filling the air as they journeyed home. The enchantment of the forest may have faded with the setting sun, but the warmth of friendship and the love of the nuns at the orphanage remained constant, a beacon in their young lives.

Sister Margaret the compassionate head nun of St. Claire’s Orphanage, she tried her best to create a loving and safe environment for all the children including to all children living in the orphanage. She often found herself thinking about the future of the children. But her faith guided her to stay determined in providing protection and with the love and care in the world. However one fateful night the tranquility shattered when a group of ruthless bandits decided to attack the orphanage.