Blood starts to drip on his hands as he starts to feel the pain of his wound. A cut which is not supposed to happen did appear. White nerves of his hands are visible clearly stating that he can no longer move it on his entire life. Muscles and skin which is wounded by a sharp blade itself. He immediately tore a portion of his shirt as he tried to cover the wound preventing from severe bleeding. Like a faucet, blood starts to pour down to the very earth which in he stood still. He tried to feel if he could still move it, but he cannot. Clearly it states that he is now a permanent handicap guy. Then an insult coming from his head is still on the move. "I told you, just commit suicide.". Then like he was used on reading book silently, he communicated with them and he said "Like usual, you are indeed a man of your words. There was once a time where in you told me that you will slowly kill me .". A surge of hatred did rose up from the very deep of his soul, then it comes from his heart and he said "I Love it so much.". Then just like that the guy said "Thats extra Judicial Killing for you. We do not work stupidly here. We targeted your brain so we could control your emotions and just like that we succeeded. Fear, Happiness, Joy, Laughter, Sadness, Guilt, Pain, Sorrow and Grief, when you combine it in a day. You will eventually become a mentally disabled person. We specifically control the media so we could immediately torture you deep inside. We specifically control the information about you so you will be immediately torn deep inside. We torture your brain, we manipulate the information and circulated them around you. We did everything so just we could make you commit suicide. Easy as that.". Then the guy looked at his hand and the nonstop flow of blood makes him feel what hatred is, he knows for sure that he will no longer be able use it does he raised his hands and he let the blood flow on his silly tongue. Then he tasted what the blood is. "It tasted good. It tasted sweet.". Then he smiled saying "Thanks budhha, you did really make me mad. Public viewing, public descrimination, public humiliation, publicly scrutinised, you really did your best to make me senile. Not bad, even to this very moment, you are even torturing me, not bad. I will be more than glad to see you on your last breath deep shits". So he and his father moved to the nearby clinic and there he was given a service which in he too knows. They immediately transfered him to somewhere which in they could give a service. Who knows what blood loss is, yet surprisingly he did not die. He then said "Weak shits are weak shits. Weak circumstances are for weak people. Those who died in a hard situations are not weak, they are just born adoptive. Hard times create strong people.". Then the nurse did her best and he was immediately given a free service. The cut of a blade did almost killed, 5 of his fingers, severe cut from a blade did killed two of it and the nerves were shredded into bits. The nurse did her best to give her a free operation and in just a day it was cured. Cured in different way, for he knew that it would no longer be the same. "I told you to just commit suicide. Once you are dead, then it is done.". The guy then said "You really did your best. So far, how many times have you seen me gone senile.". "I LOVE IT SO MUCH.". The guy then saw their victims facial expressions and they saw how he act stupidly. "I love you guy, playing with you makes me laugh so hard. Its like a guilty pleasure. I told you just commit suicide.". Then the guy just control his temper. "For three years, we just talked to you casually. We also controll the media and the information about you. For an ant like you, it is already an achievement. You bleeding makes us very happy, you crying for your god is a glory to us who are veterans in this field. We are just waiting for you to take your life by your own hands. Look at you, severely bleeding from a sharp blade. Do you really think that I would give mercy to an ant like you.". The guy then think for it in a while. "Mixing laughter into pain is just the very first step. For the record, we just insulted you. Your involuntary movement Is next. Then your emotions. We expected you to commit suicide in the very first week. Look at you now, wounded full of scars, full of hatred. Do you think someone will hire you for work?. Hahahahahaha foolish people like you should die in the very first place.". Then the guy gripped his hands and the strange feeling of not being able to move it completely makes him mad even more. "Now I know what pain and hatred is. I wish, some day I would be able to see you on your deaths door step. I would wish to see you on your last breath, so I could insult you before you die.".