"Shit shit shit, why is this happening to me, what did I do to deserve this?"

Malcom shouted as he ran from gunshots behind him.

Hundreds of people were chasing him while firing at him with the intention of killing him. yet every single bullet missed him by inches.

"kill that monster kill that devil kill him kill him kill kill kill kill kill"

Voices from many people yelling all merged together creating a voice of fear and despair.

finally, a bullet hit malcom in his left leg causing him to collapse in pain and halt running for a second. Despite the fact that his leg was bleeding profusely, he nonetheless got to his feet. He began to run while grinding his teeth together and clenching his hand against the pain. He was aware that if he was caught, he would suffer a punishment worse than death

But in the midst of his misery, a ray of hope shone inside malcom when he spotted police officers in front of him. But that ray of hope was quickly extinguished when the cops pulled out their guns and began firing at him. Tens of bullets struck Malcom, causing him to tumble. Malcom struggled to maintain awareness, but he began to lose it.

'Is this how I die'

when malcom gained his consciousness, he found himself crucified on a cross. His hands were nailed to the giant wooden cross, and his neck was also tied to the cross.

He felt like something was wrong so he tried to look at the ground his face turned from one of fear to one of disbelief. there were thousands of fire sticks below him one would only wonder how many people did it take to gather them.

But that wasn't the thing that made malcom's skin crawl. Instead, it was the moment he noticed that his lower body had been entirely severed from his body.

He screamed at the top of his lungs as he experienced an agonizing pain he had never experienced before. he wished for the pain to stop but the pain doubled with every second. Malcom fainted as a result of the agony being so intense that he was unable to maintain awareness.

"BURN THE DEVIL BURN THE DEVIL BURN THE DEVIL"

Malcom regained consciousness for a second time, the sun had already set. Malcom appeared exhausted, with dehydrated eyes, chapped lips, and a thick substance coating his mouth. even though he still felt the pain he didn't have enough strength to do anything.

'Why am I still alive, why am I still in this hell'

Hundreds of people holding up a stick with fire while shouting the same thing over and over again.

"BURN THE DEVIL BURN THE DEVIL"

"Burn me already, kill me already you bastards kill me" malcom shouted in rage. But malcom suddenly stopped and intensely looked at the crowd with horror in his eyes. A man in the middle of the crowd was laughing uncontrollably with chilling and ugly laughter. His laughter echoed throw out the city almost blocking the noises. but nobody seemed to be bothered or react to him.

Malcom's eyes quickly become bright crimson with rage.

"YOU, IT WAS YOU, IT WAS ALL YOUR FAULT, AM GONNA KILL YOU I SWEAR AM GONNA KILL YOU, ALL OF YOU.

Then the crowd stopped chanting for a second, and then a man in the crowd shouted.

"the devil has finally shown his true colour, lets burn him"

Then people started to throw fire at the sticks beneath malcom, the sticks started to catch on fire one by one. Then with a mighty roar, the flames spiralled upwards engulfing malcom's whole body. some of his skin started falling off his body in a long strand as they melted. with tears of blood in his eyes, malcom screamed and continued to curse the people until the last of his breath.

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'So dark', did I finally die' This was his first thought upon gaining consciousness for the third time.

He attempted to move, but he was unable to feel his body. He then tried to look around in search of something, but all he could see was total blackness.

'So I did die at the end, even after yelling out all that crap about my revenge'

'What a miserable life I had, I tried to live a good and honest life with my family. I worked hard to earn honest money and I never once broke the law. but after all that I wasn't even able to achieve a normal life,' malcom started reminiscing about his past

'I am really sorry mom and dad for not keeping our promise, I am sorry grandma for not listening to you, I am...sorry Lily for not coming earlier. This was all my fault i-i-i...' then regret started walling up in him.

'I can't change what has already happened, but I hope you guys forgive me for not finding out the truth sooner '

On his darkest days, malcom learnt the truth and the lies of the world. He learnt that no matter how hard he works nothing will change because his fate was already decided. People with Money and power controlled everything, they decide whether you live or die. And there is nothing you can do about it.

'No matter how hard I tried to live a normal life and escape being a puppet on a string. In the end, I was just another puppet on a string .'

he kept on thinking about his life in this way time passed, and he ran out of things to think about.

'it's been days without anything happening, I think am gonna go insane at this point'

But at that very moment, he began to regain some feelings over his body's muscles and a warm sensation flowed throw his body.

So, he attempted to open his eyes. When his eyes fully opened, he found himself on a bed in a dark room where the only light was coming from the closed window.

"Where am I"

'I clearly remember getting burned to death' he thought

He then tried to find the wounds on his body.

But he couldn't find anything, it was as if he was never shot or burned in the first place. even his lower half was still attached to his body.

"Was all that just a long nightmare I was having, no something is wrong"

He then got out of the bed because he felt uncomfortable as he has never owned a bed before.

As he walked around the room, he noticed the wooden wall. They had a long Chinese dragon design on them. Just by glancing at the dragon, it was obvious that a very skilled architect had designed it.

"w-wow" malcom was stunned he felt like he was looking at something he wasn't supposed to.

But as he was admiring it, he heard a tapping sound coming from the window. so he walked towards the window to see what was creating the sound.

When he opened the window, he discovered that the tapping sound was caused by raindrops falling from the enormous dark cloud that covered the sky.

The tapping sound quickly turned into millions of tapping at the same time. The rain was coming down so fiercely that the sound was becoming muddled.

"Seriously, where am i"

Outside the window, thousands of wooden buildings with large roofs could be seen spread throughout the land. The buildings were so close to each other that it would be hard to imagine how people live there.

Then at that moment lightning come down from the sky, a bright light then shone through the gloomy cloud. The light was so white that for instance, the world turned completely white in malcom's eyes.

"BANG", the door to the room was kicked open, and the storm raged on. The timing was so perfect that it appeared to be staged.

'That scared the shit out of me'

A girl stood next to the door, she had blue eyes with short grey hair and a slim body. she looked at malcom with disgust in her eyes.

"H..hello," he murmured, in a terrified yet cautious voice.