Simply, say I hate this world and myself. I was nagged my whole life, I tried, cried, got angry, fought back but in the end, I lost. I can't go on anymore. I have lost all hope and my faith for those beings who gave the other people powers.
From birth, it will be decided whether you will be a top dog or die like a rat, in some alleyway. Well, I am in the rat category. So, there was nothing called hard work. It is a bullshit word that just gives false hope. I now realize now that I lost my fight, the time I was born.
I have lost all hope. My parents even resent me. They hoped that I was never born, they dreamt of the gifted child but they got someone like me, I guess it's not their fault.
I guess I will die then. I checked on the web on how to die. They suggested that hanging from a rope is the best option and it's painless. Here goes nothing!
I climbed up the stool and stuck my neck in the rope. I sided the stole with my leg and then suddenly I lost all my sense.
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"Huh. Where am I?"
"Son, don't worry. We are with you."
Huh. Why am I hearing about my parent's voices? I looked around to see a person with a white mask, black hair, and a white coat while on the other side was my mother, with tears in her cheeks. I guess I failed. I failed to kill myself.
Am I not good at anything?
3 days later...
A nurse entered Maran's hospital room to check his vitals when she something that terrified her. She ran away calling the doctor in his room. The doctor looked around but he saw nothing. He thought that the nurse was sick due to overwork so he sends her to her house to take some rest.
*****
I look around to see that I was sleeping on a bed, I looked at my left to see a monitor that was showing some lines in green, I looked around, even more, to see a half-cut apple on a table near my bed.
Suddenly, I felt immense pain, it was killing me as hell. When I tried to touch my neck it was covered with bandages.
"Hehehe"
I started hearing a creepy laugh in my room. I thought I was just imagining things, so I went back to sleep.
Hehehe
The laughter got even louder. I tried to rise up but the immense pain in my neck kept me on my bed.
"Who are you? Show your self." I shouted as loud as could, which was almost negligible.
No, voices never came out of my mouth. I got terrified after I recover I was going to be even more useless. I resented myself and started curse on the gods, forgetting about the creepy laugh.
Hehehe
The voice got even louder, I thought I was going to die but then realized that my intention from the beginning, was to die. I thought that the guy with the creepy laugh would fulfill my wish.
'You there. You are here to kill me, right?'
The creepy laughter stopped. I thought I did a mistake and it won't kill me. Then suddenly from top of the right corner of the room, blood started pouring. It was like a chocolate fountain like in those fancy restaurants but, instead of chocolate, it was blood.
For some reason, at first I was terrified, but as it came closer and closer to me, I wasn't fearing it at all. The blood started rising from the iron bars of my bed, it was above my blanket. The blanket started soaking up the blood.
I somehow lifted up the blanket and saw the blood entering in my hospital shirt. But, I didn't feel the blood at all. It was coming nearer and nearer to my face.
A normal person would have screamed their lungs dry till now, but I didn't fear the blood but instead, I was accepting it. The blood reached my chin, then mouth but it didn't go there instead it made my vision black, that's when I saw him.
In the complete darkness, I saw white sharp teeth. They were smiling at me. The teeth started coming near me.
"Say, do you hate your God?"
At first, I hesitated to even speak but thought about what can go wrong, except me dying.
"Yes. I hate him. I resent him. He doesn't give everyone equal chances."
"So, tell me will you accept a gift?"
"A gift?"
"Yes. I will give you something which your God couldn't give you."
"I see. But, won't you ask for something for return."
"Hmm. Let's see. What do I want? hehehehehheheh"
"Hey, what's wrong?" I got a bit scared.
"What I want are souls of one's whomever God gave his powers?"
" I don't get it." I was confused.
"I want you to kill people who can use magic."
"What kill?" I was shocked. I wanted to die myself but the voice was asking me to kill people.
I disagreed with the voice."No, I won't"
" Oof. Are you going to leave the people who made you sleep on in the first place? hehe"
" I see"
" I won't ask you to rush. Take your time. Experience my gift. I can wait."
"But, why me? Why did you choose me?"
"You are the type of person whome gods hate the most. You people aren't afraid of your death or the death of others. You give up easily but later find some wicked way to succeed."
"I like to kill people. I don't get it."
"I can see it. Your heart resents everything. You don't care about anything."
"I see. I hate everything. Every single thing in this world. "
" I see. I was correct about choosing you. You are the perfect vessel. Enjoy my gift. And keep your end of the deal to kill the ones who use magic. "
"Ok. But, who are you?"
"Me. I am the devil. hehe"