"Why don't you just leave this house right now! I don't need you anymore!" The wife of the man roared as the woman suddenly shuts the door, leaving his husband gets wet in the rain caused by the stormy weather.
'Hah, I knew it...' The man said as he sighed and awkwardly smiled.
He is Brandon Foster, a middle-aged old man with a messy appearance that'll make you think that he is a beggar.
He is only supposed to be a normal student during his high school days with no parents. They died in an unfortunate accident but when he got into an organization, his life started to become better.
His combat ability is almost unrivaled in the whole province. When he left the organization after graduating high school, many legal, illegal, or governmental organizations initiated to recruit him but due to a reason, he refused them all.
He wanted to start a new leaf after his best friend died on a raid from another organization. His best friend got shot in the head by a sniper.
His last words are, "Please change the way of your life and don't join any of this war, my partner..."
His words are still set on his mind, that you can't remove.
But he did everything. He did everything to change but his body isn't working well with his mind.
Every time someone bumped him, he will get pissed and then beat that person up. Due to these habits, he got into jail a lot of times.
After leaving them, many universities are not accepting him due to the fact that he is like that or he has a criminal record.
The only thing that he did is to wait.
Wait for someplace to accept him.
And that is when he met his wife.
His wife is the princess of a certain organization who is in charge of assassination. They accepted him as a family but that is only from his perspective.
In the eyes of the organization and his wife, he is just a pawn and slave.
Many years later, he noticed it too late.
He saw his wife fuck another guy in their own bedroom and the organization started to frame him on several crimes.
He got abandoned once again at the age of 25.
He stayed in his jail for 10 years and no one ever visited him.
He had no best friend, he had no family and he had no connections.
He went back to see his wife once again but it seems like there are really no feelings bloomed during those 5 years of their marriage.
Now, he has nothing. Nothing at all...
He looked into the whole city of Miami at the top of an abandoned building.
He didn't imagine that this beautiful city has a hidden bad side. The crime rate on the surface might not be high but if you went deeper, you'll see deeper secrets.
He admired the city very much but not its people.
He hated them.
He also hated himself for going on the path he did while on his youth days.
'If there is a god, please give me someone that can love me and give me comfort! Not these pain and agony deep within my heart!' He started weeping tearfully while he holds his bag full of clothes.
"Fuck this life!" He cursed very loudly as he continued wiping the tears on his face. Since this place is already abandoned, no one knows he is here and then no one can hear him.
"This place is lonely, a perfect place for a person with nothing else like me!" He yells as he entered back inside the building through the stairs.
'Haha... It really is perfect...'
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Three days later, he woke up and wore his clothes to enter the city quietly and steal money or food from the stores.
That is what he is doing to relieve his hunger and thirstiness.
He already stored a lot of food on just one day of money and food hunting in the city.
Since his body is trained, then he is fast enough to outrun the police cars or the police officers with their armed weapons.
When he is about to open canned food, the door suddenly got blown up and it disrupted my mealtime.
He looked into the door and saw a lot of armed people that are probably from a certain organization.
He observed more carefully and saw their tattoos.
They are the tattoos of the organization that framed and betrayed him!
"Find him!" A man ordered and everyone obeyed like a trained dog.
'They are really from that organization. What? They're here to take my miserable life? Thanks but I rather kill myself than be killed by the traitors...' He smiled as he sneakily went up to the rooftop.
He sat near at the very end of the rooftop, looking at the only way towards the rooftop, and waited for them. he wanted them to look at his pathetic self that they caused.
He is smiling. 'I am already determined that I can take away my whole life.'
'No more organization life, no more miserable life, and no more Brandon Foster. I wanted to end everything.' He muttered and sighed.
The door opened and a member found Brandon, "Found him!" He shouts as he pointed his rifle gun towards me.
"Oh? You're here? To think that 'that' person is right. He really deduced that you are here... " The man said with his eyes are full of killing intent.
"Long time no see... Henry Contella..." He smiled as if his killing intent and the guns are nothing to him...
"Come back to the organization and serve us, we won't kill you if you did..." Henry said as he grinned.
'To make me a slave once again?'
"No thanks..." He said with a playful tone.
"Hoh? If you joined once again, you'll get as many girls as you like but not the princess... Haha..." Henry said while his tone is getting cockier and cockier.
'I don't want that anymore...' He coldly refuses inwardly.
"Still, no thanks..." He replied with a cold tone.
The members thought that this guy already loses his mind. They think that he is a crazy guy.
"Why?" Henry asked in confusion. He knew the past Brandon, he is a person who can obey with his own will because of his dignity but the only thing he can see is the miserable side of Brandon. He is not the Brandon they once knew.
Brandon and Henry are friends in a true sense. They both liked each other and they fought together. But Henry wanted to become stronger and higher than anyone else.
Even though Henry is like that, he isn't forgetting his friend.
Then, when he is getting a chance to choose between the organization or Brandon, he chose the organization because of the fact that his family needs it.
Henry's heart can't take the current status of his once-so-called friend!
His heart is getting ripped.
He is only acting really tough.
"I don't want to--" Brandon stood up as turned around. He stared at his ex-friend and continued, "...live this miserable life... Be happy, Henry."
Then Henry noticed what he is planning, he is quite far away from Brandon so he can't reach there in time.
By the time that he is about to arrive, Brandon already fell from the highest floor of this 8-floored building.
On the other hand, Henry's consciousness is fading. His eyes are blurring and all of his senses are malfunctioning.
But the feeling isn't so bad.
'Henry really knows how to act... I can see from his eyes that he truly wanted me to go back but sorry Henry, I can't do it anymore...' He felt sorry for him to leave him but there are sense of some kind of regret that he haven't told anything before killing himself.
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'What is this voice?' He knew he can't hear it physically but he can hear it mentally.
'My consciousness is continuously fading, I can feel my soul getting sucked in.' He said while nervously chuckling.
'Is this the feeling of death?' He asked himself as he felt getting absorbed by a black hole.
Then, he completely fell unconscious.
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'Ugh, what is this?' I groaned inwardly as I noticed that something is surrounding my body. 'Is it a cloth?'
I opened my eyes to an unfamiliar ceiling and I can barely see the woman that is probably holding me.
I raised my arms to touch my face but it felt wrong. I saw my arms and hands so small.
'I became a baby? Wait--just what happened?!' I panicked a little bit as a voice suddenly talked in my head.
[User, you got reborn on this world...]
'Huh? Just what is happening?!!!' I am very shocked at what I am hearing in my head. My baby's body started to cry and the woman started to take out her breast and then feed me with her milk.
'Shit! I have to get fed by this again?!' I cursed inwardly as I suddenly asked the voice in my head, 'What are you?'