If the meaning of life is to live it free and to the fullest, then wouldn't somebody who doesn't have such benefits die?

If living life is too be happy and have friends, then wouldn't somebody who is lonely and sad not deserve to live?

It's a tough mindset to have, but in a sense wouldn't it be correct?

Jack sat in his dark and cold cell on the ground looking at the bars with indifference and hate, listening to the rats and rodents run past eating each other while trying to find a source of food, because of that there was also dead rodents on the ground portraying their awful smell in the air, as Jack was starting into space he heard a rusty door open to his left and he turned his eyes with curiosity too see who was walking in.

An elf with two long ears and glistening green eyes walked in, it was a male with glossy creme color skin, golden long hair that was being held up by a white rubber band, even with all these unique features his face was not of one that was happy, he had a disgusted look on his face while holding his nose with his right hand.

"This awful smell makes me want to puke"

He kicked one of the dead rats on the floor closer to the cell making the already intense smell to jack, only intensify even more

"Hey brat you already look half dead, just hurry up and take your last breathe so this job of mine coming here every two hours keeping track of the state your in"

The dark elf looked at the regular elf with hate, you could say they were almost the opposite, Jack had light but also deep purple skin that if anyone looked at, they knew almost instantly what he was, along with the strange skin color too most people, he also had purple eyes, his pupils were slit-lick and they looked ominous, the only redeeming fact about Jack was that he had pure white teeth but he also had two oddly long fangs which kind of decreased the value of them a little, he had black hair that was almost covering his eyes, but not close enough.

"Tch don't give me that look, you think i'm the one that locked you in this cage? no it was the village chief, so learn to hate him instead of me"

As he said that it seemed like he was holding something behind his back with his left hand, and Jack knew for sure that it wouldn't be something good, just as he had this thought, the elf suddenly moved his left hand and held it in front of him with a taunting smile.

"Recognize this head brat? it's one of your buddies that was on the run with you, yesterday he finally took his last breathe by suicide, i guess he just couldn't handle the environment, what a shame, hopefully your next"

The head he was holding was his friend erick, he was a pure soul even though he was a cursed race, whenever the mood was bleak or depressing, he always made sure to lighten them a little, the look on his face could not be said to be the erick he knew, but he could not deny it since it was in fact his head in the clear bag.

his eyes widened a bit and he finally spoke and said..

"No…Erick"

His voice was raspy and low because he didn't have the energy to yell, but he did have the energy to hate the guard for the rest of the time he lived, which didn't seem for long at all.

The guard then said

"Ha, you finally have some reaction, I knew something like this would eventually affect you, now you're the last one left out of your little group of cursed elves"

Jack had 5 friends, erick, joseph, ricky, olivia, and amelia, they all had a rough life and died in a rough manner, now he didn't have any spark of staying alive anymore, and he only fell into more despair, his eyes became more foggy than what it already was, and if anyone saw him they would think he was blind, his breathing was unsteady and almost non existent.

The guard kept this taunt up for a few minutes and finally got tired of it, he huffed and said..

"you really aren't any fun, all your other friends were in shock whenever they saw the head of their friends, they yelled and grabbed the bars wanting to break them off but was too weak to do so, they even cried, it was an eventful site indeed."

"You on the other hand only said a few words and only changed your expression, did you really think of them as friends? I mean come on, show some emotion will you or else it wont be fun."

As he said that he turned around and started to walk to the door and said..

"Well hopefully i can throw all your heads in fire tomorrow including you, so do me a favor and die"

The rusty steel door closed was echoing throughout the dark room, just as the door closed and he heard the guard footsteps get farther and farther did he finally shed a tear, it wasn't much but it showed he really did see them as friends and cared for them.

"kill… I'll kill them all"

He couldn't say much because if he did, he would surely cough for the rest of the night

Just as he was about to attempt to sleep away all his hate, suddenly he saw a dark but sparkling sphere slowly form in front of his eyes, finally it formed into orb and it had an ominous aura to it and he knew that it could somehow kill him any second.

Just as he had this thought the orb suddenly spoke and said

"…In exchange for power would you be fine with being forgotten by all, In exchange for power would you accept eternal loneliness…and in exchange for power, would you accept despair, if so offer your flesh and life to me."

Jack had a surprised look on his face and said…

…"huh?"