The Crow King

He was once a normal schoolboy, until something terrible happened. He was walking home with his new pet crow, Regulus. It wasn't until he got home that he realized he was followed. A girl he had never seen before ran in front of him and went into his house. He chased after her. There was blood on the stairs. He saw his mother lying on the floor. She had blood coming from a stab wound in her back. "S-Save yourself." she said weakly. The light of life slowly faded from her eyes. He ran upstairs to find his father. He saw that same girl cornering him with a bloody steak knife. "Please, no." he said fearfully. The girl threw the knife at him. He collapsed onto the floor. "H-How could you?" he asked. "You won't be around long enough to grieve them, Royale." she said. "How do you know my name?" Royale asked. Regulus squawked. "I know all about you." she said. "Now, go to sleep, my prince." She giggled. She went toward him. Suddenly, a voice said, "Stay away from him." A boy with a bloody white mask on came away out from the dark. The mask covered his whole face. You couldn't even his eyes. There was a bloody smile painted on it. "I'm not scared of you, Otis." she said. "Well, I'm glad you're using my last name instead of first, but just leave already." said Otis. He lifted both his hands up like he was about to strangle her. For some reason, she left. "I'm Otis, but people call me the Bloody Painter." Said Otis. "And, from now on, you shall be called the Crow King.

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