{Hiroto Mitsuki PoV}
I was a bastard, a piece of shit, an irredeemable piece of trash, rude, and someone unfit to be called a Human.
No matter what, I was unfit to be called a human, regardless of the circumstances. I robbed people less fortunate than me and even those higher up…all to fill my own stomach.
I committed deeds…I am not proud of it.
My thoughts wandered as I roamed through the abandoned city, scenes of my childhood replayed in my mind…like an endless film.
"It was just like this…"
Wasn't it? My home.
A ruined city in Japan, A City filled with war and gangs and monsters. A hopeless area that had no chance of being saved. It was filled with scum, and I was one of those Scum.
A scum…How can that word be defined?
Someone who is bad? A Piece of shit?.. I should ask Oliver later.
I sat down on a rock and pondered.
"What use is there in being kind?"
"Piece of shit! This world eats those fuckers!"
"You bastard! I swear I'll kill you!"
