"The world was never kind to me. Never was I treated fairly. From the moment I was born, misfortune has followed me." I mumbled to myself.

I sit with my legs dangling off of the roof of the building I'm on. It's the office my mom worked at when I was a kid. Some stupid insurance company, she hated working there but between my dads job as a retail store cashier and that they were able to live comfortably. Life was good.

Until that day. November 30th, 2009.

We were in the grocery store, I kept trying to convince my mom to buy me things, which made us stay there longer than we normally would've been. When we were heading to the front of the store in order to check out, a rift opened. Grotesque monsters squirmed out of the rift and proceeded to kill all of the people around.

Then...

I survived due to 3 strong Arcane Artists that happened to be shopping in the store, but not before my mom was killed protecting me. It was called the 2009 Grocery Store Tragedy. Yeah, has a great ring doesn't it.

After that I worshipped Arcane Artists. My dream was to become one, I wanted to become someone who could protect the weak. One of the strongest in the world. But if crushing my childhood wasn't enough, the world came back to strike again. The day you turn 5 years old, you receive a blessing. Only 3% of the population didn't receive one, and of course I was a new member of them.

Life became much harder than it already was. My dad tried everything he could do to raise me well, but because of losing my mom he became colder, which resulted in a wall forming between us. I started to be bullied when school started, having one less parent and no Arcana made me a great target.

Which brings us back to today. Me dangling at the edge of the my mom's old workplace.

I've been thinking about this for a very long time, planning it, even. Today is my 15th birthday. Sam, the most ruthless person that antagonizes me, gave me a gift today! Wanna know what it was? It was pain. His Arcana Blessing allows him to stimulate the nerves on any living beings body, which he has used for years to cause me pain, and humiliation.

No one does anything. No one ever has. If you don't receive a blessing, you aren't worth anything. Even if you get a blessing that's useless, you're treated better than a Non-Arcane Person. It isn't fair at all.

Which is why I'm going to jump.

My next life will hopefully be better to this

-Kurtis Elliot.