[Warning: The contents below might be dark for some people, so if you want, you can skip it. You guys already have some idea of what her backstory is, so don’t go saying I didn’t warn you.]
My name is Eleanor Moonfell. A girl born from a noble lineage of runic mages.
My family Moonfeel house was famous throughout the entire world for having the best rune mages.
And the most popular of the all was my Grandfather. He was a Rank 8 runic mage.
All of the seemed to be going good. Every member in our family gave their life to become the best rune mages. But there was no hostility among us at all.
I was still a child and treated like a princess. Never would I have ever imagined that my peaceful life will crumble in a single night.
The Nathic house, a small kingdom in the human continent.
It was famous for organising great auctions and for the king who ruled there, who was a rank 8 warrior.
People from all over the world came there to participate in the auctions. From the outside, it seemed as if it was just a entertaining place, where you can get anything you want.
And it was the truth too. You could get anything you wanted from there, even slaves.
It was an unspoken rule of this world, you cannot have any slaves.
Whether they were from humans, elves or even dragons.
It was a different matter if they willingly worked for others, but no one was allowed to neither buy nor sell slaves.
But they did the complete opposite, it was a well known thing among the high ranking people that even slaves were auctioned in that place.
Though it is also true that, not all knew about it, it was a very secretive process and only those people who are checked throughly could attend that.
It was from this slave trading thing that the king of that place was able to become a rank 8 warrior.
And one day, he got the information that our family has a secret of rune that has been kept inside our family for thousands of years.
Anyone who have that information can even get past the limit of rank 8.
It wasn’t all truth but wasn’t a lie as well.
Blinded by greed, he decided to take that information for himself.
But he couldn’t do it without a proper planning. It would have been a different matter if our family was weak.
Even without being related to any kingdom or being one, we were still considered strong.
But will it remain the same if we were attacked by more then one rank 8?
It was a normal day for me and my family. I the little princess of that house, was playing with my sisters and brothers.
And when night fell, the nightmare began.
Our castle was surrounded by a barrier. It was a runic barrier that was made by my family.
Sensing the danger, all of my family members were alerted.
My grandfather, the strongest of them all, was hovering on the air high up, looking at the barrier that was placed around our home.
His hands were clasped behind his back and he seemed cold.
From the outside, a few figures emerged out. They were the ones who were attacking us, the king of the Nathic empire.
But there was someone else who was with him, his face was hidden by a mask.
When grandfather was engaging in a heated conversation with them, my father alreted everyone.
It was obvious what was about ro happen here. So the first thing he did was lock all the rooms that held our classified knowledge of the runes.
Only a member from out family can open them, and even that when they were alive.
Today was inevitable. It could be considered great if even one of us could escape from here ans survive.
So, my father planned to protect the childrens of this house.
All the adults were already known figures throughout the continent, even if they escape now, those people will find them eventually.
It wasn’t even an option to go out and seek help from another kingdom because who knows if they are also involved in this.
As my father was taking us away from the hidden passage beneath our castle, i started to hear sound of explosion.
It scared me, before this I had never heard any explosion or seen any battle at all.
All of this was new to me.
I was frozen on my place, not even being able to move a single step from there.
When my father realised what had started above our surface, he gritted his teeth, and yet he looked at us calmly and said,
"Just go straight from this passageway and you will get out from this. Go to a different continent, and do not stay on this one. I will join you guys soon."
But all of us knew that he won’t come back again. Even i did.
"Papa, don’t go. I am scared." I cried out to him, tears rolled down my cheeks.
He picked me into his arms, hugging me tightly. His heart was racing as fast as mine.
He was also scared, not because he was about to sacrifice himself but he won’t be with his daughter, with his children’s from now.
But he couldn’t stay like this with us. The people above needed him, he put me down, his eyes red wuth the deep emotions that he felt.
He kissed me on my forehead and embraced all of us one last time, before he went above.
This was the last time I saw my father.
I tried to reach out to his fading back, but my hands felt short.
Including me, there were 5 of us, all of them were older than me and had even awakened.
My sister grabbed my hand and pulled me from my place. She was equally hurt as me, her tears fell onto the floor, and yet she didn’t stop.
We moved, not stopping even for a bit and just when we were about to cross the passageway, we heard some footsteps coming from our back.
They were many, almost 5 people.
Hearing that, my sister and brothers stopped. They knew that no matter what all of us couldn’t escape from them. So,
"Go away from here, Eleanor." I could feel the fear from her voice and from the faces of my brothers.
They knew that no matter what, they cannot win today, so if they stayed they will die for sure.
As a child, I did not even understand what was going on here, neither I knew that today was the day when I will be losing my everything.
"I don’t think big sis will be able to sing you songs now. Don’t look back alright, jist run from here. Now go."
They embraced me for the last time and just like father, send me from that place.
Without any idea of what was happening here, I ran from that place.
But when I looked back at them, 5 people had circled them. Each of them holding a weapon in their hand.
My sister and brothers tried to fight them, but they couldn’t stand against them.
Their hands moved, their sword sliced the body of mh brothers in two halves.
Their red blood gushed out from their bodies, painting the floor red.
But for some reason, they didn’t do the same for my sister.
[A/N: You can skip from here, if you don’t want to read it.]
Instead they cornered her, circling around her, laughing loudly.
I knew that they were going to do something bad, but I had no idea what exactly was that.
She tried to push them away, using her magic, but they slapped her and pushed her on the ground.
Then one after another, they removed her clothes and did the same with theirs.
I watched as they threw themselves at my sister.
Her heart wrenching screams shuddered my very self.
My sister was raped right before me, but I couldn’t do anything at all.
I cried, but there was no sound coming from me. Maybe because I unconsciously realized that they might harm me too, so I covered my mouth, not trying to make them realise that i was still here.
It continued for an hour, her screams finally quietened not because they stopped, but she stopped breathing.
She died right before me, a gruesome death that no woman shall ever suffer.
It was a hell that I faced that day, but... it was yet to be over.
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Thanks for reading, everyone.
I hope you liked this one. It included what I had already mentioned in previous chaoters,.but after this will be different, not much but a bit. And don’t think I have ran out of idea and I wrote a p.o.v. I haven’t, okay?
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