a young boy sits on the floor of a well furnished home, hes drawing with a cracked wooden pencil and a torn sheet of paper.
"kingsley! come here" king sighs as his father yells at him, he stands up and rushes over, "Kingsley what did i tell you about leaving your shoes on in the house?"
"im sorry papa" kings father raises his hand and strikes him across the face, a red mark is left.
"clean your shit up" kings father walks away and king begins to cry.
"its been a week already and nothing has happened" a shinobi says, two ninjas in labcoats are watching king on security cameras
"yeah usually he kills them within a day" the scientist sighs. these two are performing an experiment on king, they place him in a house and with one of their jutsu they implant false memories into king to makr him believe whatever reality they have created. king is only 10 years old but is the product of over 25 years of experimentation, he is more or less a god, the experiment is too see how violent they can make king while still being obedient to them so he can be a perfect soldier.
"should we end this run?"
"no, send the father back in and have him hit Kingsley again" the scientists watch as kings father re enters the room and hits king again and again after a few minutes nothing happens
"fuck man looks like these memories aren't doing it"
"yeah youre right, gas him" he presses a button and through the security cameras the room king is in is flooded with gas, he falls down and the scientists head to where king is.
"we only have one day left before we have to dump this one and start on a new test subject" the first scientist picks king up and throws him over his shoulder, "we might as well dump him now"
"no i have a good feeling about this next memory"
~the next day~
"ok experiment on the test subject known as kingsley, this is attempt number 1000, test to see if a god can be tamed" the scientist is writing this down in a notebook
"i wish you would stop calling him a god, hes just a kid"
"i call him that because one day he will be ruling over us all, i have a good feeling about him" he flips some switches and king stirs awake, the two watch the security camera closely.
"which memories did you give him this time?"
"you'll see" they watch as king goes through a basic routine of drawing and playing with toys "send the father in now"
"sure thing boss" kings father enters the room and before either scientist can say anything the lights begin to flicker, in a flash kings father is dead on the ground.
"what the hell! why is he so aggressive?! what memories did you give him!" the scientist chuckles
"i gave him his own memories"
~king~
i dont know who i am but all i know is the man that just entered the room is dangerous, i dont know how i know that but if i hadn't killed him i would have died. where am i? this isnt my home, this isnt right. whats that thing over there? i see what appears to be a camera, i look directly at it and a voice speaks, i dont know where its coming from
"congratulations Kingsley you passed!"
passed? what is he talking about? where am i? i start to breathe faster, the lights flicker and then everything goes dark.
i awake in the rubble of the room, everything around me for as far as i can see is destroyed except for a ring around where im sitting. i hear a cough, i wonder what it could be? i walk over to it and see a man in a labcoat, i dont know who he is.
"who are you?"
"kingsley im so proud of you" who is this? his legs are crushed beneath rubble. suddenly my head starts throbbing, i clutch it and fall to my knees, the pain is unbearable. i see the memories of every single experiment that was performed on me, the memories of a thousand people all flooding mind at the same time. i feel like my head is going to explode. then i begin to see memories that i dont know, i look at the scientist thats crushed by the rubble and suddenly his entire life flashes before my eyes, i see every moment.
"AAAHHH!" i scream in pain but the memories keep flooding in "WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME!" i shriek at the scientist.
"i made you immortal" he coughs up blood "the only people that can kill you know is the 10" i go to stomp on his head but my foot phases through his skull. "now the only way to get your body back is by taking over the 10" he laughs hysterically
"why did you do this"
"i didnt mean to, this was a one in a trillion outcome and you just so happened to get that ending."
~15 years later~
king sits alone in the destruction, he has sat here for 15 years, not moving a muscle. but for no real reason he stands. a newfound fire burns in kings eyes. the memories haven't stopped since they started, they play themselves on repeat, theyre burned into kings brain, he remembers every detail.