Hey, the names Hellbent. I'm a 16-year-old vigilante and ever since my mom died I've been dealing with all sorts of demons and demigods. but to start this story I need to die. here's how my life goes downhill after that.
Ever Since the house fire I had been living rough on the streets of Boston, I never had met my dad, but my mum would talk about him all the time before she sacrificed herself to save me in the fire.
one day I woke up and I was greeted by the sight of a strange man looming over the bench I was sleeping. he asked where the gemstone was... I, of course, had no idea what he was talking about, except a gem my mother used to tell me about sprung to mind.
He pulled me away from my luxurious bench and ran. The rest was all a blur, until...
He Brought me to what seemed to be his boss, but I gave him the same answer. I didn't have an amulet...
That seemed to make him grumpy and he pushed into a pit of flames.
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