"You know, I wonder what this child will look like?"

"Hmm? What do you mean?"

"William, you know that they were given to me by the Creators, so what they hold is not truly known."

"...True, but they may hold either helpful or dangerous aspects if looking at the perspectives."

"I want them to grow healthy. Is that okay to ask?"

"What any decent parent wouldn't want that?"

"Heh, touche. Actually, now that I think about it, I've heard of these apples that grow from certain trees."

"Ah, those trees. I don't have a clue with them as they just die constantly."

"Really? Why is that?"

"Don't have a clue, as those trees are constantly dying before anyone could actually figure it out."

"Ah. I see."

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Deva blinked as he idly cuddled Apollo and Erebus while Gen glowed softly by him. Bardo was sleeping right on his right side as everyone settled around the bed he lay in.

Deva was told he shouldn't get up as even though the poison was healed, his bones and magic were still sluggish and thus may lead to him locking randomly due to side effects. It would take hours or some minutes before he was fine depending on how severe the side effects are. After that, nobody really said anything as they all just sat around him with vigilante gazes.

He wondered when they so highly looked upon him. If he looked back on it, he knew the Bad Sanses for nearly a month and the Star Sanses for barely a solid week yet all of them cared for him deeply.

Human logic really doesn't apply here as Monster logic was more due to intent and actions than the double standards of humans. It would make sense as to why despite knowingly them barely, they want him to live happily as his intent was true unlike human nature at its best. The majority of humans are basically double standards while there are a few humans that suffer the stupidity of their race.

Hmm, guess having human memories for the majority of his life screwed him over in this regard.

"Deva..."

He blinked as his vision focused on Nightmare who was speaking for what seems to be the majority of the Moon Sanses with the Sun Sanses just listening for the time being. Gen stopped glowing for the moment then dimmed in a glow, as if pensieve of what Nightmare will say.

"...How long have you had the...tree? And why in the world were you poisoned?"

Deva stopped thinking for the moment as his mind tried to understand. He knew, oh he knew. But the words slipped his mind faster than a fast-moving river. The home, he and Bardo once lived in was once a good place but...after a certain incident, nothing could really stay that way.

"Deva?"

He quickly shook his head as he saw everyone looking at him with concern. He said nothing as he sighed. He may have to start from the beginning in a sense as he has to deal with everything by this point.

"I guess it all really started with the supposed death of 404's nephew/son, Geno."

Error seemed to blink for a moment as he lightly frowned. Deva could tell that the other felt the name was familiar. Dream and Nightmare seemed to jolt at the name, their looks made it seem that the name was nothing but taboo. Everyone else that was awake looked at the three in confusion, concern, or narrowed eye sockets.

"It was after his supposed death that something seem to break in 404."

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"Papa, what's going on?"

Deva looked at Dad with worried-filled eye lights as the other seem to look at the paper with hidden emotions. Deva couldn't really tell what the other was feeling but something in his soul shivered and whispered that something wrong is going on. It was a few months before his 6th birthday along with today being the birthday of Geno, the mayor's son. They were supposed to go to a banquet in Geno's honor but ever since Dad got the paper he looked mixed and distressed.

Dad looked up at him and tears gathered in their eye sockets. Deva felt his body jolt and shiver as Dad never cried in front of him. He's seen Mom cry many times from either frustration, sadness, or happiness but never Dad. Dad was the calmer of the two. Just as Deva was about to run up to Dad did he speak one sentence that made the silence boom.

"Geno is missing and now pronounced dead."

Deva could only blink as he heard the name.

Geno was the name among the residents for the child of 404 as nobody really knew their name or what they look like. Geno was the random name chosen due to a lottery, tonight was supposed to be the reveal of their looks and name.

"And 404 has announced that all who bear the marking of the sun and moon shall be taken into custody or face the death penalty."

Deva felt his soul quiver at that as he felt his body shiver. Death? Was he going to die again? Just after getting passed his own mental challenges? Just when he got over never seeing his family or friends? Was he really going to die again, and to a grieving father no less? Or was he now a tyrant?

Was all he did for nothing?

Deva felt arms around him as he realized he was crying as his parents hugged him. He cried in their arms as he felt their warmth and safety.

For he doesn't know when it will last.

As he knows that he is now going to be a fugitive in his life until this passes.

---------------------------------------------(A few years later...)---------------------------------------------------------

Deva sighed as he looked deep into the fountain and smiled down at his reflection. They moved to a new town along with Bardo and their family. Where they lived became difficult as fear and paranoia replaced everyone. They moved to escape the environment as it was more better for Deva's mental help.

Though his Mother had to stop him many times from adopting children or keeping them.

He has very strong parental instincts as it makes him go into parent mode when he sees a child alone, sad, or in need. Bardo keeps some of the instincts at bay when they cuddle but Deva just has this need to give children a parent figure. Nobody truly knows why he acts like this but they all think his autism found another output in some form.

Sighing, Deva got up as he decided to walk back to the home in which they now lived. Just as he got up did he find himself bumping into another by pure coincidence. Huffing in slight alarm, he looked to see a being that was familiar.

They looked to be a skeleton in shape but were more whispy as if a specter than a normal monster. Their eye lights a shade of red with white eye lights with black dots on the inside. When he looks at them, an emotion bubbles in his soul. It was heavier than dislike or even wrath. It seemed as if pure hatred was trying to infect him. 

Deva quickly ignored the hatred and pushed it down. As it wasn't in his nature to instantly hate anything, dislike yes, but hate instantly? No, that wasn't anything in his soul easily given. His emotions are quick bursts that easily dissipate but why does this being make him hate?

"How interesting..."

He quickly got out of his mind as he saw the other look at him with interest. The artificial hatred in his soul seems to strengthen under the other's gaze but Deva doesn't take it lying down. He uses his easily influenced emotions to snuff out the hatred and block the aura of the other. After he does that did everything feel more liberated and free. 

The other looked shocked yet smiled wider. Deva noted the other knew his aura did this and seemed to love making others fall to his whim. From what he could gather, the other could induce hatred in everyone and maybe feed on it if given the chance. Though Deva wonders why. Is it how he was created, or the flavor from the hatred? Okay, the other really piqued his interest in this ability as it is quite an odd ability.

"Usually, I wouldn't do this as someone like you is not all that common. But, my Lord has paid a huge amount. So, excuse me, Mx."

Before Deva could really do anything did something prick him in the back of his spine and he felt himself blackout as his thoughts left him.

It may have been hours when he awoke but when he did, it was just in time for dinner at his home. He decided to put the weird incident out of his mind for the moment as it was nothing he could do. The stranger may have done something but Deva could do nothing until whatever the other did come to fruition.

Unfortunately, the poison in him slept due to the interference of another.

The seed that would never blossom into a fruit or flower.

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                                                                        *-[Bio of Deva Starr]-*

Name: Deva Starr

Old Name: Deva Aahad

Past Name: ?????????

Font Type: Hindi style but English words

Age: 25

Birthday: June 16th (Gemini)

Fav. Color(s): Green, Red, and Galaxy

Gender: Genderfluid but goes by he/him due to lack of caring for it.

Most Used Pronouns: He/Him/They/Them

Disorder(s): Autistic[Mild]

Family:    -Vladimir Aahad/Father (Deceased)

                   -Magnolia Aahad/Mother (Deceased)

                   -Nara Kage/Cousin (Alive)

                   -Bardo/Goddaughter/Friend (Alive)

                   - ??? ????/Best Friend (Unknown)

                   - ??? ????/Grandparent (Deceased)

                   -??? ????/Grandparent (Deceased)

                   -??? ????/Cousin (Unknown)

                   -??? ????/Aunt (Alive)

                   -??? ????/Pibling/Aunt/Uncle (Alive)

                   -Genesis/Creation/Child (Alive)

                   -Apollo/Grandchild (Alive)

                   -Erebus/Grandchild (Alive)

Likes: Nature, Animals, Chocolate, Orange Flavor Treats/Drinks, Cherry Flavor Treats/Drinks, Lasagna, others being happy, Dragons, Collecting Cool Objects, Painting/Drawing, Reading, Writing, Hugging those they trust, taking care of some plants, Sleeping, Reptiles, Roses, Sakura Blossoms, Lotus Flowers

Dislikes: Bullying, Discrimination, Shaming of any kind, Rape, Others Being Dumbasses, Forcing others to do something, Manipulation, Judging, Feeling like a Failure, Too Much Perversion, Not connecting anything, Not getting hugs, being alone

Fears:    -Acrophobia: fear of heights

                -Monophobia: fear of being alone

                -Autophobia: fear of abandonment

                -Trypanophobia: fear of needles

                -Philophobia: fear of love

SOUL Trait(s): DETERMINATION, KINDNESS, and PERSEVERANCE

Magic Inclined: Light/Dark, Space, Time, Void, Cosmic Forces

Main Magic(s) Used: Healing, Defense, Gravity/Blue, and Summoning

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