'It hurts.'

"HOW DO YA LIKE THAT BOY? DOES THAT BELT HURT?"

'Please, god save me.'

"YOU'LL PAY FOR YOUR FREAKISHNESS YOU USELESS BRAT!"

'What have I done to deserve this?'

"CRY! YOU BRAT! CRY!"

'Please'

"CRY!"

'God'

"CRY!"

'Help'

"CRY!"

'Oh, I see.'

"I SAID CRY!"

'There is no God in my world.'

"Oh my, what have we here? So young to lose their faith!"

"Who are you?"

"Well who do you want me to be?"

"To be my friend. Forever."

"Do you not want me to save you?"

"Later."

"And my name? You have to name me little one."

"Milo."

The little green eyed boy smiled, even though in extreme pain.

"Your name is Milo Grey."

"Of course, My Lord."