I will never be able to be understood by any being in existance. That was my fate, my destiny or maybe even the curse. Void, is what they called it, a sickness that took all emotion and feeling from a person. It's what I had, it's what I was too but I had these things. Didn't take long for me to understand, I was a curious and energetic toddler. Pain was what I lost first, because of him but that's not where I want to start.
I want to start with my existance training, something I enjoyed. I was traveling with my Uncle, who had showed up when our house fell to ruin when I was three. I was seven when we left, I only said bye to my sickly elder sister. She was part of the reason I was doing this, why I was upending everything in both our lives. Their Status would be restored amoung our kind, though nothing too grand as she was human.
That made me and Fae only half angels, Nephilum, but her rarity was good. A Shaeshe, or Seer of Soul which was a very powerful ability. So they would be taken care of, he was dead, and I was off to aquire the tools I needed. I would be setting it all up, and so soon no one who was innocent would suffer.
"Four year's." The words tumbled from my cold lips as our horses pulled through the gate outside the portal we had just taken.
"Oh? Then training begins now." I felt his magic flair, "Two days of straight travel, we will go over poisons and other such." I just gave him a quick nod as I adjusted back into the saddle.