*Asura's POV*
3 Years old
' Here I was, a child being dropped off at an unknown place by his father.'
My father was a big buisness man, he was one of the best in the corporate world. But as a parent or as a human being, he was the worst person to ever exist.
My mother died while giving birth to me and my father raised me in hopes of becoming the perfect human like himself but there was a catch. I wasn't perfect nor did I excel at anything I was average just average but for my father being anything less than perfect was unnaceptable.
So now here I was, being dropped at one of his workers home in a rural village.
4 Years later
Life in this village was hell itself. At the start my foster parents took great care of me because my grandparents were still alive and visited me a lot. They used to bring me clothes to wear and snacks to eat.
I was really happy that at least someone with the same blood as me loved me. But that happiness didn't last long.
My foster parents also had a son and as soon as my grandparents left all of my clothes food and everything else was taken away to be given to him.
After a couple of visits my grandparents started to notice this, so they decided to fight for my custody and then somehow a couple years later they mysteriously died and all the inheritance that was written to be given to me was taken by my father.
What I got from the inheritance was pennies for my father. I still remember what he said when he visited me at that time.
" Don't worry little guy I will take good care of your money for you"
I was sad, incredibly sad. Not because I lost the inheritance but because I lost the only people who loved me in my life.
After that my foster parents suddenly changed their behaviour again. Because my grandparents were dead now and the inheritance I was supposed to get taken by my father they didn't know how to squeeze more money out of me.
So they decided to give me less care then they did to their dog. After a while I started to get sick a lot and understandably so, I mean I was fed lesser food than the family dog.
Even school was hell for me. My brother spread wierd rumours about me and everyone always laughed at me saying I was so ugly that even my real family didn't want anything to do with me.
All the time while this was happening the teachers used to just turn their heads away from me, pretending like I didn't exist.
My foster parents had the brilliant idea to use my sickness as a method of asking my father for some money and guess what, he didn't give them anything and after a while stopped picking their calls.
Great, now I had to search for scraps in the bin.
Despite all of this I never cried. Why? Because crying was a waste of energy and I was not gonna die of starvation. I was gonna become the best and strongest guy around.
7 years later
Now this was around the time when I started watching anime and I watched a lot of it. It was so fascinating, those beautiful worlds, those loving families and those awesome characters.
I had bought a phone from my part of the inheritance. My part of the inheritance included 10,000 dollars and a seat in my grandparents college.
Yup, that's all I got from the millions of dollars worth of inheritance I was supposed to get. But still I'll use it wisely.
I decided to work my ass of while studying. And all the time I spent off studying and doing the necessary things to survive I was watching anime.
I had already lost all my hope in the so called system. I mean where was the police when I was being beaten by my foster parents and let's not even talk about my teachers
5 years later
I was finally ready to get out of this village. I had gotten really good grades and was now going to catch the bus to the city where my grandparents college was situated.
" I'll never return here. Goodbye shitty village"
That was the only thought I could think of before my world became black.
Then I woke up in the middle of a field surrounded by three people, one of whom was my so called brother.
"Oh the dog woke up huh. Well the only thing we need you for is money so whatever. Guys just beat him up a little so he doesn't make any sounds"
Then his goons started beating the hell out of me while he started calling someone. Presumably he was calling my father.
"We have your kid and if you don't send 50000 dollars to the location I'm going to send to you then things can get really messy...."
That was all that could get out of his mouth before the phone was hung up.
'My father can easily spend that much money, I mean even if he's not attached to me at least he wouldn't let someone with the same last name as him die like that.'
But boy was I wrong. My father didn't pick up any of their calls from then on and now my kidnappers started panicking.
They must've thought that it'll be easy money but I guess they never thought things would go like this.
Suddenly we heard the sound of footsteps and that got my brother scared shitless.
Most likely it was the owner of the field coming to check his field for any stray cows which might be eating the crops at night.
" Just slice his throat so he can't speak"
After that my brother got into a tractor and crushed my legs with it. Then he ran away with his goons like the coward he is.
So there I was, gasping for air and seeing my legs bleed out the last of my blood.
'If I ever get reincarnated I'll have the best family ever you assholes. I'll never let anyone hurt those I love and I'll completely destroy greedy pieces of shit like these villagers and my father.'
I thought with tears in my eyes. That was the last thought I had before my world faded