The cursed blood young master of the Wilson family. On the day he was given birth to, an exact number of 500 villagers from the Wilson's territory passed away for unknown reasons.

On that day, 500 villagers were discovered to have collapsed out of nowhere with their blood sucked dry. What was even more suspicious was the fact that the young master was surrounded by a red aura. He eyes shined like rubies and he had hair as white as snow.

He was the pure definition of a beauty. He had long, white eyelashes, red lips and delicate skin. He looked stunning in every way possible.

His mother, a mistress of the family head of Wilson, had her blood sucked dry after giving birth to the young master. It was a dreadful death indeed.

Soon after that, every single servant who touched him had their blood sucked out of them.

Yet, in all that panic, the young master was still cheerfully crying in the dried bodies of the servants and his own birth mother.

That was, how he earned his name: The cursed blood child of the Wilson family. For he was believed to be cursed and on the day he was born, the Wilson's family's territory was drenched in blood.

In order to save the young boy from the believed curse, the family head called for a high priest, only to have him end up in the same position as the other poor victims, his blood sucked dry.

Due to the fact that the curse did not allow the Wilson family to harm him, they kept him in a broken shed in the middle of the woods. They left the boy covered in only a thin sheet of cloth. They also ensured that no one would ever touch the hands of the child as they would end up dead. Hence, they would place gloves in front of the shed for him to wear.

To make matters worse for the boy, they never sent him food, basically asking him to starve to death.

"A truly cruel but befitting ending for him." was what the villagers said. No one ever stood up for him, becausing they all knew nothing good would come out standing up for him.

Some believed that it was too harsh to leave a baby in the woods where beasts roamed but the others just want to feel safe. It was, after all, understandable since no one wants to put their life on the line just for some new born baby they do not have any relationships with, especially since he was cursed.

Therefore, on the 24th April 0810, the Wilson family left their youngest baby son in the woods to die.

A poor child abandoned by his family, would he be able to continue to live on? An adventure worth looking forward to!

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The young boy body shuddered as winter came. Using his small, chubby hands, he wrapped himself tighter with the thin sheet of cloth.

As the temperature dropped even further, the young boy's body started to freeze. Soon his feet could no longer to felt and was stiff. His hands were also starting to feel hard. His lips were no longer as red as before and was, instead, replaced with cracked lips. His hair was already frozen into ice, which was barely melting from the boy's body temperature.

The young boy wailed and cried. He chocked multiple times and started coughing like crazy. His wailing echoed in the small shed, which was currently filled with snow. The snow level soon rose, covering the young boy's whole body, suffocating him. The young boy waved his hands as hard as he could, but his hands were frozen.

The young boy wailed even louder upon feeling the pressure of the snow pressing against him as well as the frostbite.

He was in a very desperate situation. Snow fell into his mouth but due to the fact that his body temperature was not high enough, the snow continued to travel down into his lungs. Feeling a sudden cold feeling in his lungs, the young boy immediately started to gasp for air.

At that instance, a red aura emerged from the boy's body and wrapped itself around the boy. The snow melted in less than a second and the young boy's limb started to somehow be able to function normally again. His cries stopped as he felt the red aura provide him with warmth. He quietly sucked his thumb as he dosed away in the cold winter, enveloped in the red aura.

The red aura, as though wanting to protect the young boy, made sure that as soon as snow touched it, the snow will melt away immediately. With that, the young boy was able to keep himself from freezing to death.

However, warmth was not his only problem he had. He still lacked food and water. And slowly, as time passed, the red aura started to diminish. This meant that right now he lacked even more things. The red aura now no longer had the ability to shield the young boy from the cold weather any longer.

Strangely, the young boy did not feel hungry for quite a long period of time. His first experience of hunger was after approximately eighteen days later. He felt a stinging pain in his stomach and his two canines grew to quite a considerable length. His eyes were also glowing brighter than before.

He crawled out of the shed to search for food. He stumbled multiple times but continued his journey regardless. As he crawled, his piece of cloth dragged behind him. On his way of searching food, he coincidentally met the three-eyed crow.

As the name suggests, the bird has three-eyed crow has three eyes located at the top, right and left side of its face. Their length vary from 3 feet to as long as 8 foot and its weight have a range of 3kg to 80kg. The three-eyed crow that was currently in front of the young boy was considered quite big, with a length of 5 feet and a weight of 20kg. It was a carnivore and often liked to feed on small living things. When it determines that it cannot win against something, it will run away through flying. Its natural predator is the two-tailed snake. An adult three-eyed crow can take up up to 3 human adults.

Seeing its ideal food causally 'walking' towards it, the three-eyed crow immediately flapped its wings and started to charge towards the young boy. The young boy's eyes lit up and with a slap of his hand, the crow collapsed on the snow.

A shocking display of power. The young boy crawled towards the shaking crow and with his bare hands, ripped the crow in two. Blood spewed all over the young boy's face. He barely flinched and bit into the crow. His fangs sunk into the flesh of the three-eyed crow and blood flowed into his mouth. The young boy, instead of feeling disgusted, showed a sense of satisfaction. After his meal, he like dhis lips and proceeded back to his small shed.

Just like this, everyday he 'hunted' a new animal, ranging from the three-eyed crow to the eight-beaked Eagle.