Pain

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Pain is defined as a distressing sensation in a particular part of the body but you can never quite understand pain until you feel it. I have felt pain in many ways all throughout my life. When I was a child I felt pain in more ways than one: physical and mental. I received the physical pain from my father in the form of beatings and the mental toll from knowing that my father and mother never really loved me.
As I grew up I was told that the only thing I was meant for was the destruction of all Downworlders and those who stood in my father's way. So I did just that. I destroyed anyone who got in my way and when my father died I continued on the same path of destruction, just with a different goal in mind.
I had wanted to control everyone and everything. I had wanted nothing more than to rule above everyone with my dear sister, Clary, by my side and my brother, Jace, along with us. My plans had worked perfectly, with just a few minor setbacks, and I had gotten to Edom with all of my army in tow. The only thing I still needed was Clary and she was already on her way.
I had thought everything would work out perfectly even seconds before my demise. I had been so happy that Clary was going to rule beside me. My thoughts had been clouded by my love for her which left me open to her defenses. My high had been shot down when my beloved Clary stabbed me through with her sword. Our family sword nonetheless. That was when I felt true pain. I felt the searing pain of the sword as heavenly fire leaked all throughout my body. I felt the pain of loss knowing that I had been used by the one person that I had been able to love. But none of that compared to the pain I felt inside my chest. My heart had been filled with things that had never been there before.
I felt for the first time regret at what I had done. I felt as if I had done all those cruel things to everyone but at the same time I didn't. I felt like I had been an observer throughout the whole ordeal, unable to lift a finger or blurt out a word to prevent it. It was as if all the darkness and hate that had filled me was dissipating in the air and I believed I could start anew.
I had opened my eyes to see my mother's tear streaked face and knew then that all the hate I had for this woman's abandonment was gone because I could tell that she regretted all she had to done unto me as I did to her. Another new sensation had filled my once empty heart and I knew right away what it was. I had been overcome with love for this woman that I had scorned for so long.
I turned my head to see Clary coming to me as well. She had looked as if she were going to cry and I felt that pain rising up in me again. It was pain for all I had done to my sister and I couldn't help but apologize for all the things I had done, knowing that it would never make up for anything.
While I had been apologizing I felt myself slowly slipping away and I remembered Clary telling me that she forgave me right before it all ended. I knew that she had lied about forgiving me for all the wicked things I had done but it had filled me with peace knowing that she cared about me enough to say something like that before I could hear no more.