(Gore trigger warning!)

Arranged marriages were rarely said to end happily and yours was no exception. Having been with an abusive husband over 10 years who only thoughts about how to use people for himself, was too much for you. Your son, Nerian was 10 years old as his father finally agreed to divorce. But it didn't come without costs. He took your son away from you and there was no way of getting him back. You were devastated but managed to keep going on.

17 years later. You heard a knock at the front door, as you open it you see your ex husband standing there angrily. He asked you where Nerian is but you don't know since you didn't saw him in 17 years. As you left him alone in the living room to look for something you hear a loud dangerous sound from the living room. When you got back to the room you saw a man standing there, no, not just any man, your son, you would recognise him anywhere.

He was standing there in a pool of his father's blood who's lifeless body was lying on the ground while more blood flow out of him. Nerian has his father's separated head in his hand and a bit of blood on his cheek which he brushes away before speaking with a low, controlled, but slightly shaking voice.

"Mom, I'm finally home. And he can't hurt us anymore."