White feathers fell lightly to the ground covering it in complete whitness. In the middle of all the white feathers lay the body of a boy with dark short hair and all around him were people of a sort covered in dark cloaks all together surrounding the boy in a circle. The boy's eyes opened slightly, "Your parents couldn't pay the price." A voice in the crowd began. The boy tried to move his cold bare body, but couldn't because of the flamimng pain he felt in his body. His face squirmed from the pain. "Do not move your body boy if so, thus your body will feel like nothing but fire." A man in crimson red cloak stood out infront of the crowd. "Since, your family hasn't paid the price. Then it is you who will!" The boy turned his head from the ground to see the man coming at him with a crimson and dark dagger. "Ah!" the boy screamed in pain as the man cut a symbol on his left . The man marked the pentagram symbol on the boy with the crimson and black dragon dagger. "Now you will bare a crucial burden for what they did!" The boy just stared at the man in horror as he  stabbed his left eye. "Ah!" the boy screamed his heart out as the man took the dagger out of his eye and began chanting strange words out loud. Soon all of the other followers began to chant also. All of the white feather began to blow away revealing a large pentagram under the boy's body. The pentagram shined bright neon purple. The man's chanting became even louder and even more powerful. The boy on the ground coughed as he felt himself bleeding out and having the feeling of passing out. The purple mist devoured the boy into its embrace completely.

"Hyun Joong," A women's voice called the boy in complete darkness. "Mother," He answered very weakly. "Stay strong for me." Her voice answered. He felt as if she was fading away. He opened his eyes, "No, Mama wait!" he pleaded to her figure before him as he tried to reach her with his fingers. She faded and then a burst of light impacted with his body leaving it numb as an electric shock ran through his veins. The mark in his chest began to brighten and heal. His eye recovered with a new eyecolor of crimson and violet with a dark purple pentagram formed right in his pupil.

A new voice called out to him, "Now you begin your life, anew."