016: I am Shilba's heir

Sean couldn't breathe, and it had nothing to do with the cold wind blasting him, but the way his heart was pounding, the way his head was filled with thousands - hell, millions of thoughts, words, screams.

Screams from everyone.

From his mother - condemning him.

From his brother, bullying him.

From the servants disrespecting him.

He fisted his hair tightfully but couldn't get himself to focus on the pain - because the turmoil in his mind was too much, too much for him to drown out or shove down.

/Cursed child! I regret the day I conceived you./

/How does it feel, knowing that you will always be nothing compared to me - compared to anyone here?/

/You are nothing but a piece of trash, totally unworthy to be called my son, so consider it a blessing that I'm letting you stay here./

/He's a taboo. Goddess forbids that I ever be in contact with him. He's a bad luck, don't you know?/

Over and over again, the words kept echoing in the enclosed walls of his mind, driving him insane.

Then there