Previously
What age was I when I started to think of these things as fun?
Maybe... from high school?
But why did I have these thoughts?
I asked myself as I began to think the day when it all begun.
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Continuation | Flashback
I was somewhere about eighteen years old during that time. I wasn't a fan of hairstyles so I just had a hairstyle in which my black hair covered both of my eyes. I looked like a total nerd if I look back at it now.
Okay back to the story.
I was sleeping on my desk while the teacher was teaching all the things that I had already knew. I had learned everything about two grades higher than me.
I was having thoughts of why am I feeling so empty inside my heart even though I had everything that a normal person could ask for.
Parents who loved me and also supported me in average. Friends... No. I had no friends but I wasn't sad about that in anyway. I liked to stay alone and if I was given a choice between staying alone or become friends with someone and play with them. I would choose alone even if I die.
Even if I would be friends with someone, it would be a give and take relationship. If they couldn't be of any use to me then... they were practically useless to me.
Many classmates from my class tried to become friends with me but they seemed like a bunch of idiots to me. I was smarter than them and also I was good at physical activities.
Even if I came first in class or won a race, I never smiled. It all seemed very boring to me. I didn't knew how to satiate my boredom and this empty feeling I was having.
I used to go home from school thinking what was missing from my life and never got any answer at that time.
Today | Test Result Day
"Miyagawa Sango" The teacher said calling out the student's name and giving out their test papers.
"Yamauchi Miyuki"
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"Satoru Mikami" The teacher said as Satoru walked to the teacher, taking his test result.
He looked quite happy about his results. I tried to take a peek and saw that it was eighty-five out of hundred. It made me quite confused but I didn't ask him why he was happy because I didn't care.
I knew Satoru because he had also approached me many times to be my friend but he seemed to me like a nobody.
If I have friends, I can't enjoy this peace that I am having right now.
I thought as I rested my head on the desk.
"Osaki Katsumi." The teacher called my name after his.
"Tch. What a pain in the ass." I said in a whispering voice so nobody heard it.
I took my result and didn't even look at it because I knew already that it was full marks.
I sat on my seat after taking the result. After which, the teacher had finished giving all the results and started taking our class.
I guess it's time for me to sleep.
I thought as I rested my head on the desk to sleep.
Nobody disturbed me, not even the teacher because I was always first in the class. Moreover, nobody in the school cared what marks I got.
The people who wanted to be my friend before were now talking behind me.
"Hey. Do you know Osaki has topped again?"
"Really?"
"Why do you even care? He's a guy full of attitude inside him, you know."
"Right."
"If we keep him aside, then Satoru got first position in our class like for the first time."
"Yeah. Let's congratulate him."
These were the things that made were talked behind me. I sometimes thinked that how fast some people changes.
Yesterday they were like dogs following you and now they were talking behind your back.
Anyway, as the school had finished, I packed my bag and was walking on the hallway. I heard a sound from an empty classroom.
I walked to the door of the classroom and opened it to see three highschoolers beating another student. The one getting beaten looked scrawny and weak.
They had stopped punching him when I came in the room. They looked at me and then one of the person approached me.
"What are you looking at!? Loner!?" He said as he held my collar.
"Nothing. I will go now." I said as the person lessened his grip.
"No! PLEASE SAVE ME!" The person who was getting beaten shouted.
Why? I didn't even knew that person then why is he asking me for help.
"So! You want to save him!!" The person who was holding my collar, now punched me right on the face.
I fell to the ground and laid there looking like a lifeless body.
"Okay he will probably be gone for a long time. Let's beat Shoichi up quick." The person said to his lackeys.
The person who he called Shoichi was cowering on the ground with fear. He covered his face with his hands like a girl.
"Please... I am sorry.... Yasuo-kun. I will bring the money next time!" Shoichi said.
"There's no next time. After we beat you, we have to catch Satoru and drop money out of his pockets." Yasuo said walking towards Shoichi when he noticed one of his lackey pointing towards his back.
"Look back!!" His lackey shouted.
Yasuo turned back to see me standing face to face with him. I had a slight nosebleed but I rubbed with off with my hand.
"W-What!??? How are you still standing!!? I used my hundred percent on that punch!!!" Yasuo shouted.
"Oh. You used your hundred percent then I should do the same too, right?~~" I said in a funny tone with a smile on my face.
It was my first time when I fighted in my life. I was good in sports and good at studying but...
I don't know what had happened but I was starting to have a small feeling of comfort inside my body. I don't know what it was or where that comfort was coming from when I started fighting with Yasuo but it felt nice.
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Yasuo was laying on the ground with blood on his face. His two lackeys were bowing on the ground in front of me.
"Flease seave as.. We aill will wark ander ou." (Please leave us. We will work under you)
Both of them said at the same time. They couldn't speak properly because of their swollen faces. Their eyes cheeks looked like balloons.
"Go away. I am busy right now, I have to talk with someone. Also, close the door when Im " I said with a smile as I looked at Yasuo who was lying on the ground. He didn't even have strength to stand up. His eyes were open, and his eyes are not white so he's conscious I think.
Without questioning me, the two lackeys opened the door and left from the classroom.
*SLAM*
They didn't forget to close the door as I had told them.
The kid who was getting beaten before, Shoichi now stood up.
"Thanks for helping me." He said as he forwarded his hand to do a handshake.
"My name is Shoi-" He was introducing himself when I punched him on his stomach.
"Kheeuk!" He spat blood from his mouth. He was already beaten up by Yasuo so he was more weak than he already was.
"Who do you think you are? Shaking hands with someone means that you consider them as an equal to yourself to me." I said looking at him with a serious look.
He was now trying to stand up again but to no avail as he was too injured to even stand up.
I looked around the room to find a steel foldable chair. I walked towards the chair and folded it back. Shoichi was looking at me with horror, he must have started having some ideas of what I was going to do.
I walked towards Yasuo and stood near him. His eyes gazed upon me.
"O..sa...ki... thi..nk a...bout it... aga...in! We w...ere j..ust jook...ing with y..our friend." He said to me. He was having trouble to talk due to the beating I gave him earlier during our fight.
I raised the chair up with both of my hands. "Friend?" I asked.
Then, like a stone falling down from the sky, I hit him with the chair on his neck.
*CRACK*
His upper body stood up for a second due to the hit and spat blood and then again lied on the ground. In that moment, Yasuo died. His eyes were opened but it didn't moved. His eyes were blood red.
"Hahahahahhaha. You had strength to stood half up but you couldn't even protect yourself! What a joke!"
I laughed maniacally while Shoichi started shouting with fear.
I knew in that moment that this was the thing that I was looking for.
The thing that could satiate my emptiness that I was feeling.
Killing, their looks during the killing and finally their screams were satiating my emptiness that I was feeling.
Even after killing someone, I didn't feel guilt. My heart was begging me to kill more people in cruel methods.
"This is the difference between you and me. There are many more differences which distinguishes you and me. So, do you still think that you are an equal to me." I said as I looked towards Shoichi who was fallen on the ground.
I walked towards him as he tried to run away by crawling.
"Pff... You are funny, you know. Struggling, even though you know it will do you no good." I said as I raised the chair again.
At this point, Shoichi stopped moving. He had accepted his faith.
"Take it as destiny! HAHAHAHAHA." I said as I was going to end this whole fun when the door opened.
"STOP"
The person said. He looked somewhere around my age. He had black hair like me but it was not covering his eyes like me. His skin was a little darker than me, just a little. His eyes showed fear and drops of sweat fell from his face at timed. His fists were clenched as if he was ready to fight.
It was Satoru Mikami.
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A/N- Okay the next chapter will be the end of the flashback and also I need to make the mc strong so that he can fight Rimuru. So, the story is going to be long. So, don't get impatient.
Total words- Almost 1800