Son of Destruction Chapter 1.3

The old man had lost everything.
Once, he was a great n.o.ble who held great power and owned one of the most beautiful places in the world. However, it only took one trap from a few tricky crooks for him lose all his honor and wealth.
The people immediately became hostile and they abused the old man and treated him like garbage. Eventually, he was driven out of the capital. With his family and clan, he fled into the frontier.
The escape took an tremendous toll on the old man’s body and his spirit. However the feeling of hatred and anger burned in his heart.
This anger! This hatred! This humiliation!
(TL Note: Anyone know what a harase is? いかにして晴らせばいいか！)
The spirit of revenge supported the old man and motivated him to live on.
The rancorous old man recalled a certain piece of literature that he read in the Great Library of the Capital.
It was written in the book that there existed a very powerful being.
The old man and the clan, who were barely hanging on to their existence, desired to regain their previous glory .
Thus, they fully devoted their hearts and prayed earnestly.
With resentment towards the humans who drove them out, they continued to pray for what seemed like an eternity. As a result, change finally came.
In a temple which no one would expect a human, a boy suddenly fell from above.
“Woah!”
The old man yelled in surprise.
The entrance to the temple was deep in a cave and was heavily guarded with people standing watch; It was practically impossible for someone to break in without being noticed. Plus, there was no hidden pa.s.sages that led to the temple and yet this boy appeared in the dead center of the deepest part of the cave.
“Wh-Who are you? Where did you come from?”
The boy did not reply because he was in pain.
On the faraway island nation, there were barbarians with black hair such as this boy had, but never had the old man ever seen such strange clothing. Even with his knowledge and experienced collected over the years, he could not identify where this boy came from.
The boy was writhing painfully on his back. The eyes of the old man jumped when he caught a glimpse of something on the boys head.
He gingerly stretched out his hand and moved aside the boys bangs to expose his forehead. A small groan was released from the old man’s mouth.
What he and his clan had been expecting was here.
“It’s engraved! This person is the Son!”
The number 8 and the infinity symbol palely shone on the boy’s forehead.  (TL Note: Not sure what’s being said here: それは蝋燭の揺らめく灯を受け、まるで二匹の蛇が身体を絡ませ、互いの尻尾に食らいつき、のたうつようにも見える、不気味な刻印であった。)
“It’s the Son! !! It’s the Holy Son of Aura!”
The old man, full of excitement and joy, looked back at his clan and cried with a loud voice.
The clan immediately raised cheers after the old man’s words.
“‘ Great Aura! Great Aura! Great Son! ‘ ”
Everyone cried in joy, and some were moved to tears.
The Aura had answered the clan’s prayers . The ambition of the clan could be achieved!
Everyone was immersed in tremendous happiness.
The larger the hards.h.i.+p, the greater delight revenge brings.
“Hahaha… Uwahahawa’ !!”
The old man’s joyful face was distorted into an uglier face when he started laughing.
“Wahaha! You humans were snickering when you drove us out ! But we will have the last laugh! Hahahahaha !!”
He was so caught up in his own boasting that he did not notice the intense bellows echoing from the entrance of the cave.
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ldquo;Fire!”
With that one command, a myriad of arrows was released all at once in the narrow cave.
“What!? How’d they-”
The old man received one of them in his chest and felt a scorching pain.
In a split second, the cave became a vortex of pandemonium.
Soldiers armed with swords and spears rolled into the entrance of the temple, killing one after another of the old man’s clan. The clan had no experience with weapons, that’s why they prayed with hope to Aura in the first place. They were defenseless against the soldiers.
“Wipe out all these Devil Wors.h.i.+ppers! Kill them all!”
“These pagans!”
“Kill the heretics! Don’t let them escape!”
The walls showed the shadows of numerous people being slayed by the soldiers. The old man was left stunned; his whole clan and family was about to be killed, one by one.
A soldier jumped in front of him. This soldier was wearing a brown helmet that made him stand out from the others; it was safe to a.s.sume that he was the captain. In its right hand was a sword stained with blood.
“So you’re the leader! I think I’ll cleave your neck!”
The old man’s eyes widened and in that instant, the captain’s sword sliced right through his neck and sent blood spurting through the air. The captain grabbed the white haired head that rolled to his feet and lifted it up high.
“I have beheaded the leader!”
The soldiers erupted with cheer.
The soldiers continued their slaughter.Any time they found a person with even the faintest breath, they killed them. The victim’s would let out one last moan before their voice was taken over by the sounds of a spear gouging bodies.
While watching the ma.s.sacre take place, the captain heard a small groan nearby.
“Aooo…oooo……”
He looked around cautiously and unsheathed his sword.
Then, at the feet of the statue of the hideous false G.o.d, he found a boy groaning in pain.
Thinking that the boy was a survivor, the captain swung up his sword to deal a finis.h.i.+ng blow. But he stopped the motion after taking a closer look.
The boy had black hair and strange clothes that he’d never seen in this area. The captain did not think that this boy was one of the heretics, but he didn’t look like a child from any of the nearby villages either.
As the captain inspected the strange boy, his eyes caught something that was lightly s.h.i.+ning. The captain used the hilt of his sword to move the boy’s bangs aside, and when he saw what it was, he was speechless.

(TL Note: Not sure about this one~ 何度目を瞬かせても、少年の額にあるものは消えない。)
“This is an…… engraved cut?! This child is the Son?!”
The captain could not stop shuddering at this sight.
On the report he submitted later on was written this.
“Using information gained from the nearby villages, we have finally found the cave where the heretics were taking refuge.
Along with the 24 soldiers in my squad, we killed two watchmen standing at the entrance and we rushed inside.
Inside the cave, there were a very large amount of heretics performing a bizarre ceremony to wors.h.i.+p the Evil G.o.d.
My soldiers and I have wiped out the 42 heretics including the old man who you believe is the leader.
However, at the feet of the evil idol that seems to be their object of faith, we find a boy.
Along with his exotic black hair and peculiar clothing, there is a marking engraved in his forehead that I’d never thought I’ll see.We will send him to the fort in order to gather more intel and make a judgement.”
Despite the short description, this was the first ever written doc.u.ment about the Son.
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The long history of the Serudeasu continent has had countless heroes and sages appear.
There are a variety of significant people in history, such as a tyrant that ma.s.sacred many people and was referred to as the Evil Hero.
The Empress, Marie Serenal, put out a reckless reform that starved tens of thousands of his own people.
She poisoned hundreds of people including her own husband and family. This earned her the t.i.tle .
Enemy prisoners were all publicly beheaded and their heads were thrown in a pile to create a huge wall of heads. This instilled fear into many enemy forces.
However, she was not the only one who made a mark in history. There are also many evil heroes.
Amidst these evil heroes, was a man that left not just a mark in history, but a huge crater. This man left a scar so deep that the world would never forget.
Even now, just hearing his name causes people to tremble in fear and anger. Just saying his name, makes people feel as if they are choking on poison. His name, just his name, invokes loathing and hatred.
He released a huge storm of despair and confusion that brought deaths to millions, and even after his death, his fearsome influence still remained.
He destroyed all that opposed him and his territory, and he went as far as to commit genocide on hostile countries such as Gora-Gumes.h.i.+su who were displaying arrogance and irreverent behavior. A man once commented on his deeds saying,”The scale of devastation was too large to even be cla.s.sified as a ma.s.sacre. It was pure genocide. I can’t even comprehend how one man was able to do something like this.”
He oversaw the construction of a bomb that wiped countless cities off the map allowed the Secretary of the Science and Technology Division to perform experiments on prisoners of war. The prodigal crazy scientist, Otto Zaidenbeccher AKA The Reaper, gave praise to him saying, “I have destroyed the people and the city, he had to destroy the world,”
It all started on the day he appeared in the Serudeasu continent.
He rebelled against the Empire and destroyed the very foundations of society. After several hundred years of rule, the Empire fell to him and a new period of devastation began.
People who have experienced the fear of his existence and are filled with loathing and hatred call this desolation-

“The Destruction of the Son”