Chapter Thirty six

 One might wonder why a little boy was unfazed by the death of his father. Especially when the man is someone you have looked up to all your life. Little Satake watched his father succumb to the gash the battle-ax had caused him. As a thick crimson liquid coated the floor Chase had slumped on, Satake watched in horror as his father slowly breathe his last. Any other child would have been driven to a frenzy of madness. But for Satake, this was no different from a regular day and this was definitely not the first time the young child had seen someone die. A week before, it has been someone his age. His mother had indoctrinated in his mind as a young child that death was inevitable. As individuals with coveted abilities, they would be hunted and if be to the point of extinction, then so be it.

"No," Satake heard his mom shout, her eyes were glazed with fury. His mother had abandoned the one rule she had instilled in his head since he could understand basic h