The Devil's Luck

3rd person POV:

Late at night, Yn entered the church of the four gods.

He had framed the murder of Tomoe on Vergil, making it clear who the actual killer was.

So as Mia, Cindy, Linda, J.J, and Barnaby went after Vergil, Yn went to test his luck against Joseph who he believed possed the god card that allowed him to phase through objects.

But based on other bits of information, he knew there was something more than that.

Sliding into the confessional booth, Yn took this opportunity to get something off his chest.

Yn: Forgive me father, for I have willingly chosen the path of damnation for revenge.

Joseph: What do you want revenge on?

Yn: The gods...

(Opening theme)

(Yn's narration)

My life, for the longest time, was just filled with misfortune...

But my misfortune truly began when I was born to two Demi's in a beachside town.

It was okay for the first five years of my life, but the day after I turned 5, I learned that their being around was just to make them leaving hurt that more.

They left me with a "friend" of theirs, so they could go chase after a philosophy of Demi's being the inheritors of the world or some crap.

But for some reason, I still believed in the gods. How could I not? I was just a kid who didn't know any better. Didn't help everyone else stuffed that shit down my little throat.

I digress...

Moving on... I wasn't the only one hurt by their leave. My caretaker, Daisy, was hurt as well.

Specifically because of my mom's leave, since she had a massive hard-on for her, which I heard her admit during one of her alcoholic ramblings.

Oh, right... She was a massive alcoholic. I barely have a memory of her sober during my childhood.

The only thing I do remember of her during my childhood is...

Daisy:(drunk) Go away...(hic)

Daisy:(drunk) Tch... You look so much like your fucking father... Just get me a beer and go to your room.

Daisy:(drunk) Leave me alone, I worked hard today...(hic)... I earned this drink!

Daisy:(drunk) Stop being a baby! I have a life too!

Daisy:(drunk) I feed you, clothe you, and give you a place to stay, if you don't like it, leave...

Daisy:(drunk) It should have been just me and your mother...

That's what I had to deal with for ten years. A neglectful woman who cared more about her alcohol and boning my mom than me.

Being a kid, I thought I could win her affection... Now I know I should have just kicked her teeth in.

But my life at home was the least of my problems...

You see, my little town knew my parents were Demi's. And they didn't take too kindly to that.

Even though I wasn't a Demi, the intelligence of the town was comparable to a retarded monkey.

The adults ignored me as much as they could, while the kids bullied me.