The Seventh Son of a Seventh Son is a scary urban legend that comes from Mexico. It’s about a young boy who has occult powers and is feared by everyone in his village.
In a secluded rural area near Toledo, Mexico there was a small village where one of the most tales of terror ever told took place. This is the story of a child called Federico, who lived in Mexico in the 19th century.
Federico was the seventh son of his family. In fact he was the seventh son of a seventh son. Everybody in the village knew that the child was endowed with occult powers. They say he had the gift of second sight and was able to predict the future. He also had healing hands and was able to cure anyone of any ailment.
The boy was quiet and shy, but all the other kids treated him like he was a monster. The villagers were terrified of him and refused to have anything to do with him.
One dark night, the elders of the village got together and held a meeting. They discussed what should be done about the boy. They decided that he was so dangerous that they had to get rid of him. They made a pact to murder him and destroy his body because they believed this was the only way they could keep the village safe.
These men persuaded the boy to come with them and led him to an abandoned and remote shack in the woods. There, when his back was turned, they pounced on him and boumnd him hand and foot. In a satanic ritual, they stripped him of his clothes, hung him from the roof and lowered his body into a huge vat of boiling oil. Then, while he was still alive and screaming in pain, they gouged out his eyes and hacked his body to pieces. They put the chunks of flesh and bone in a wooden barrel and dumped it in the river. The men returned home that night, satisfied that they had accomplished their task.
The next day when some villagers went to visit the house of one of the elders, they knocked on the door but received no reply. They decided to enter and what they found inside almost made the blood freeze in their veins.
The old man lay dead on the ground. His eyeballs were resting on his chest and his head had been crushed beyond recognition. His hands and feet had also been chopped off. There was a macabre message written on the ground in his blood. It read:
“Innocent blood has been spilt. Now the guilty must die.”
After that, all of the elders who had participated in the brutal murder began turning up dead, their bodies hideously mutilated and dismembered.
When the gruesome and bloody remains of the last man were discovered, the villagers found another message written in his blood. It read:
“Now I have been avenged. The guilty have paid their debt.”