[ Null ] [ Memories: The Backstories ]

[WiredBones]

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[align=center]N u l l ' s  M e m o r i e s[/align]

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This thread is dedicated to some of Null's memories for any stalkers who are[/align]

[align=center]interested in learning more about him, or the mage he is connected to. Some[/align]

[align=center]posts  might be slightly violent  so if you are unable to handle much violence[/align]

[align=center]now would be the time to turn away now.[/align]

[WiredBones]

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[align=center]P a r t   I[/align]

[align=center]The first void he ever met. The tail that got destroyed.[/align]

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He was torn awake as a hand grabbed his collar and threw him to the ground, and it was roughly. It was not the morning schedule he was used to. He was drowsy and out of it, unsure what was happening. Often Papa would have weird episodes at night. It wasn't a common occurrence but Null was never too panicked when they happened. When he looked down at his collar, he realized the torn cloth. Hands didn't rip him out of bed... Claws did. Null sat up, his hands pushing him from the ground. “PAPA! PAPA!” He screamed loudly, tearing his body backwards trying to hide underneath his bed. The creature grabbed a hold of his leg, then clawed for the midsection of his body where it could properly dig out a chunk of Null’s young petite flesh. The claw missed his stomach area as Null let out a panicked jolt, and instead he felt a sharp pain shoot through his spine. He looked down to see the creature clawing at his tail, shredding fur from the skin it was connected to. Null let out another loud shriek and felt a heat as a wave of flames crashed over the monster, forcing it to quickly dive backwards as it payed attention to the new threat.

 

“Do not touch my belongings, you stupid beast. You’d rather be destroyed than serve me!? After all I’ve promised you!? You ungrateful fool!” Null covered his face in a fit of tears. He could hardly comprehend anything as spells and shrieks were bouncing off the room’s walls. All he could do was try to hide underneath the bed which was his little safe spot. It went so quiet that Null could hear nothing but his muffled crying. It wasn’t until he heard the footsteps coming towards him. Papa was alright. He was standing just a few feet from the bed. Null quickly pulled himself out from under the bed and he quickly got up.

 

“Ooa — Papa.” Null muttered gripping on tightly to the man’s sleeve. “Hu-urts.” His head quickly dropped staring at the blood trailing below his bare feet on the cold tile. “M-my-”

 

“Sh.” The mage whispered, gently placing a finger on the boy’s lips. “I do not want to hear you whine.” He pulled his arm in front of the boy’s blue orbs, gently wiping his tears.“The aether in my house is disrupted — corrupted — ruined.” His fingers wrapped around Null’s chin, delicately holding his jaw securely. “Why?” The mage’s eyes gleamed with a hint of insanity, a look that Null didn’t know. He was never given enough interaction to understand that this was all wrong. He didn’t have the capacity to understand Papa was crazy. “Why have you done this to me, darling?” The mage asking gripping tighter on the boy’s jaw. Null’s watery eyes widened as the fear went deeper into the pit of his stomach. 

 

“I-I don’t kno-ow what!” Null’s tone sounded more like begging than an explanation. “I didn’t do no-othing.” He shut his eyes tightly tried to suck in the snot that tried to escape his nose. “No-othing I didn’t do-o no-othing!”

 

“Do you not want Papa to make you perfect, love?” The man asked, his nails now digging against Null’s skin.

 

“N-no! I’m tr-rying!” Null promised, feeling a sincere anger at himself for doing something wrong… Even if he wasn’t quite sure just what he did. Papa was always right, though. Null knew not to question him because he didn’t understand the first thing about magic.

 

“Sh, sh. Darling. You’re sorry, aren’t you?”

 

“Ye-es!” The small boy cried out loudly, his fingers tightly clenching down on the mage’s shirt. The man put one of his hands on the back of Null’s head, pressing the boy’s face against his stomach.

 

“I’m going to show you just how sorry you are.” He spoke slowly, the hand on the boy’s back slowly dropping until it was gently holding Null’s tail, the end part of it still mangled, but not beyond repair. Had the mage plans on bringing Null to a healer, there was hope in it recovering back to normal. Papa didn’t have plans on bringing the boy to a healer though. He didn’t like people knowing about the miqo’te he bought years ago. Null was his private belonging. “I’m going to scathe you.” He whispered, his grip tightening on the boy’s tail as a large portion was magically torn from it’s flesh. Null let out a loud shriek as he tried to rip himself away from the man. He stumbled backwards falling as he lost his balance. His fingers quickly dropped to his bottom where he held the short tail, blood staining the fur near the end.

 

“W-W-W-WAH.” His head dropped down as he began to cry hysterically. He lost it.

 

“Alright love. With this I can fix everything you ruined tonight. Everything will be all better when you wake tomorrow. Sh sh. Good boy. Now quiet, darling.” He wrapped his arms around Null (a portion of the boy’s tail still in his hand), hugging the boy as he cried against Papa’s chest. The mage quietly stroked Null’s hair. “One day, we will tame voidsent beasts properly in the way I wish. Do you know what I will do with you once I master the first step?” He rocked his miqo’te back and forth, swaying his body as Null hardly heard a word the man had to say. "I will re-build you from the void's fabrics." It was hard to listen when your tail has just been destroyed. “And then, love, then you will be perfect to me.” He slowly began to lead the crying boy back to the bed. “Don’t worry darling, I will make you perfect.”