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'So I'm gonna die now huh...'
I didn't know what to think about that.
I just didn't.
And now, even if I wanted to, I couldn't.
Memories flashed before my eyes. Memories that made up my really short fucking life.
I could do nothing but watch them... experience them.
I... I was barely a year old when I first became aware of the world around me.
A bit late compared to that bastard, but that didn't matter. He was a nerd since birth.
Besides, I was...
'Why am I even making excuses?'
Giving up on that thought, I returned to my memories.
The earliest ones were vague—an endless crib, a mother's soothing lullaby, a father's absence, and the comforting, rhythmic beat of a heart that wasn't my own.
Though my dad was barely around, I wasn't lonely. I had the world in my palm.
An Elite of great caliber, a part of the privileged few who commanded respect and authority.
