A nameless boy sat at the back of a quiet bus, alone. His clothes were soaked through by the rain, his body shivered from cold unable to warm itself up because of the wet clothes that hung on to his frail body. But the boy didn't care, all he cared of was that he had finally gotten away from that fat hag. All he cared about was that he had finally gotten away from that hell.

For years upon years, he had been forced to call that hell hole a home since he never had any other. For years upon years, he had been forced to call that fat hag his mother, since he had no other.

For whatever reason his original mother and father had long ago, longer than he could remember abandoned him. Their memory in his mind was nonexistent. In his mind, there was no face to be found on the people called mother and father. In his mind they were but faceless shadows floating around in the dark.

Then as the bus came to a stop and the boy got out. He was left alone in the middle of a forest country road. Standing there in the dark with his weak and frail body shivering. The boy finally felt at peace standing there alone on the quiet and dark forest road.

Here there was nobody to judge his shabby appearance, his cheap clothes or nothing else. Yes this, the peaceful state of Vermont that he now found himself in seemed just like the right place for him to end it all.

Feeling weak and seeing no purpose to his sad existence on this earth his body seemingly on its own just then lost all of its will to go on as he collapsed to the hard cold ground. Laying there in the middle of the road the boy then closed his eyes in acceptance of his fate and hoped that someone would just come and end his miserable existence a bit faster and release him from this hell. In his mind, there was truly no reason for him to be here anymore.

Hours passed, no vehicles came and he just continued to lay there. His breathing was heavy, his heartbeat frantic and his body started to burn up. The boys suffering was immense as his vision passed into darkness and his consciousness faded.

Then in the darkness of his mind, he suddenly found a ray of light. He didnt know why but for some reason he unconsciously latched onto the light. Holding onto it he felt like he was being pulled out of deepwater as he then emerged from his slumber and awoke to the sun shining brightly on his face.

Then like an angel descending down to earth to save his miserable soul a woman with short light blonde hair emerged in his vision. The sun shone behind her like an angels halo, her unusual but very beautiful pink-colored eyes looked at him with warmth. It was an indescribable warmth, a warmth that he had never before felt, it was a warmth that seemed to dig deep into his dark soul warming it up immensely and turning it into a beacon of light.

Though the woman was seemingly much older than he. To him, she was the most beautiful person he had ever seen. And so the boy was immediately love-stricken by her beauty.

From there on out the boys miserable life quickly turned around and many years of joy began. Though like in all stories worth telling his life was not without its faults. The woman had adopted him into her family and now the boy found himself with a loving mother, a somewhat cold older sister, a cute and quiet little sister and a strict Father. But there was a problem with this and that was the father who never wanted to adopt him into the family but due to his wife's insistence, he had finally accepted to adopt him.

Now living with this family in their big mansion with all the comforts of home that any child could have wished for, the boy was made to earn his stay there. His father was a highly educated man and as such he also expected the boy to get even greater results in school and his future life. The expectations were high and the punishments harsh.

Despite the boy's best efforts, he struggled immensely to try and meet his fathers expectations. Not having learned much of anything in his harsh early years the boy found himself being extremely far behind in his level of knowledge compared to other kids his age. For this, he was laughed at and ridiculed in school. Then at home to add to this he was punished with no food and no bed.

Throughout these years the boy wasnt sure if he could have survived if it wasnt for his mother secretly giving him food and a place to sleep when his father was not at home. But as he got older his fathers punishments seemed to just disappear one day as did his interest in teaching the boy anything. And with that, his father started to spend less and less time at home. When asked he would just say that he was busy working but finding this odd the boy had one day sneaked into his car and hidden there as his father left for work.

Laying in the trunk of the car he soon felt the car coming to a stop in town. Then a feminine womans voice could be heard as she entered the car. And from there it all became too obvious even to his young mind. His father was cheating on his mother and not with just one woman but with several. Apparently, recent success in his work had earned him some more money and the attention of new lowers.

Enraged by his fathers actions the boy wanted to jump out right then and there and teach his father a lesson, but he knew better than that. No, he couldnt win against his father in a physical contest so he needed a better plan to teach his father a lesson and free his mother from his cheating ways.

Throughout the next years, he planned and schemed of ways to get rid of his father and to save his mother from him. He had started to train his body on his own and he even started to practice MMA. But soon as he became older he realised that his time in the home with his adopted family and most importantly his mother was coming to an end.

His adoptive father who he now despised had told him that once he finished High school he would need to find himself a job and move out. Apparently, his fathers patience in him had come to an end and he didnt want to waste any more money on him. Also, he wouldnt be getting any of his family's inheritance or additional money and would need to start a new life from zero.

To the boy all this was unacceptable. Why would he need to let go of his beautiful sisters and loving foster mother? Why would he ever want to leave this paradise-like home? No, he definitely wouldn't want that. No, instead he wanted it all for himself and maybe even some more on top of it all. This was his home now, the woman his father called wife belonged to him and he sure as hell wasnt letting any of it go. 

Fueled with rage and hatred towards his foster father he then said. " I understand Father. But before I need to go could you teach me how to drive? "

***

Late at night on a quiet foresty countryside road a lone car was slowly driving up a hill. In the car, a father sitting on the passenger side was teaching his adopted now 18-year-old teenage boy how to drive.

The teenage boy driving the car felt bored out of his mind having to drive so slow on a straight road. He yawned and said.

" Father cant I go a bit faster? "

Annoyed by the boys question the father spoke out and said.

" No, I told you this multiple times already, no you can't. We are going to follow the speed limit and that's final. "

Not satisfied with this answer the teenage boy continued to plead.

" Oh, come on Dad. Just this one's. Why can't I? I've got my driving test tomorrow, after I pass it I'll get myself my own car and never ask this again from you. So just this once wouldnt it be ok. "

While keeping his eyes on the road the father said.

" The answer is still no. You're simply not skilled enough. Besides I already told you this before though there are no other cars around these forests roads are still full of deer who could jump in front of the car at any time. That's why we have to drive slowly and keep a close watch on the road. "

Feeling hurt and annoyed by his father's lack of faith in him the boy gritted his teeth in anger and said.

" Hahaha, not skilled enough you say. Just watch me Dad I'm so gonna prove you wrong! "

The boy set the gear to the maximum and pushed the pedal to the medal. Immediately the car sped up and both of them were pushed back into their seats.

Shocked by his sons actions. The father in a panic yelled.

" What the fuck are you doing Chad! Stop this immediately! Your gonna get us killed! "

The car sped up the long hill and on the top was tossed slightly into the air before landing on the hills downward slope.

On Impact, the car shook violently and Chad heard a loud sound next to him. Managing to somehow stabilise the car he then turned to look at his father and noticed that his father had hit his head hard and was now bleeding.

Seeing this Chad yelled out to his father and said. " Hell yeah, this really gets the blood pumping doesnt it, Father? "

Grabbing his bleeding head the father looked to the road and yelled. " Watch the road you fucking moron! "

Looking to the road Chad noticed a big deer just standing there looking at them. Slamming down on the gas, the cars engine roared and slammed full force into the deer. Chad hit his head hard on the steering wheel, the airbags were deployed and a loud noise of the windshield breaking as the deer flew against the car could be heard.

The car was tossed into the ditch and flipped upside down. Chad felt his vision fading, his body felt sore all over as he sat upside down in the car in a daze.

Then a robotic voice spoke up inside his head.

[Plus 50 XP.]

[Plus one soul.]

[Level up.]

[Choose reward.]

While the robotic voice kept speaking Chad started to feel his consciousness fading and then a long floating holographic page appeared In front of his face.

Then right as he was about to pass out he lifted his hand towards the screen. Touching the screen his hand simply went through it and the robotic voice spoke up again.

[You have chosen the class Rogue.]

Chad Redfield

Level 1 Rogue.

Strength 6.

Agility 8.

Stamina 8.

Intelligence 4.

Spirit 4.

Weapon skills:

Short blade expert level 1.

Throwing level 1.

Rogue class skills:

Level 1 Sudden strike.

After hearing this Chad felt his strength suddenly coming back. His vision became clear and his pain disappeared.

Coming back to his senses he found himself hanging upside down in the car, supported only by his seatbelt.

Reaching for his seatbelt release button he found it to be stuck. With not many more options left, he wiggled himself out of the seatbelt and onto the car roof.

Sitting there in the darkness amidst broken glass he could now see the outline of his adoptive father.

Touching his father's shoulder he called out to him.

" Father, you alive? Answer me! "

Then as the clouds parted and the moonlight shined in the car he saw it. Under his father, there was a big pool of blood and in his father's chest, there was one of the deers long broken antlers sticking out of it.

With his hand on his mouth, he gasped in shock and quickly climbed out the driver's side window to try and call for help.

Taking out his phone from his pocket he then proceeded to do as the 911 operator ordered him to do. But when asked to go and check his father's condition he froze and dropped the phone as realization fully hit him.

The man he called father, the man who had tormented him for years and fucked his rightful woman, this fucking man wasn't breathing anymore. Checking his pulse he also realized that he had none, there was no pulse and his body was deathly cold. The man he called father was truly and utterly dead.

Stepping back in horror and excitement all he could hear was his heart beating like crazy, the 911 operator calling out to him and the light night breeze in the air. In excitement, he tried to find answers, he tried to figure out what to do next, would he be accused of murder? Did he need to cover up the crime somehow or would this just be a tragic accident, he wondered. But then he heard the soft cries of an animal in the distance.

Looking towards the sound he saw it. There a little ways away the deer that they had hit was still alive but badly hurt as it just lay still and let out pained noises.

Seeing the creature whose antler was stuck in his father and most likely was the cause of his fathers death, he then realized something. All he now needed to do was kill the deer and use its killing as an excuse for why he wasnt trying to help his father in any way. Without thinking much more about it he charged towards the deer.

Jumping on top of the wounded deer he started to hit it with all his might. In blind excitement, his fists started pounding at the deers hard head. With each strike, the deer let out whimpers of pain, but not only this he too could feel immense pain in his fists. The pain brought him pleasure and seemed like the perfect addition to his story of avenging his fathers death.

The deers head was strong and not easily broken so he changed up his attack strategy. Grabbing a hold of the deers head he then proceeded to destroy its eyes with his thumbs.

Pushing down hard he could feel the soft flesh giving way as his fingers broke through the eyeballs and dug deep into the animals skull.

The deer struggled but failed as it seemed to have lost most of its ability to move its legs, most likely its spine was broken so technically he was doing the animal a favor and putting it out of its misery. Blood sprayed all over Chads new black hoodie and black pants that his mother had just the day before bought him. His fingers dug even deeper into something soft and squishy most likely the brain and then came the robotic sound again.

[Plus 1 soul.]

[Plus 25 XP.]

[75/250 XP]

Breathing heavily he stood up and wondered what was going on here. Then he thought of that floating screen from before and then it appeared again.

There he could see an endless amount of different categories and things underneath those categories. All the choices resembled things that he had seen listed in games and movies and also there were some he hadn't ever seen before.

There was everything, items, otherworldly summoning, mounts, skills, passive abilities, classes and even bloodlines. But most things seemed grayed out or simply just locked to him. Looking at his class the Rogue he saw that now since he had already picked it apparently, he would need to level it up to then get another one in the future. Also, most things seemed to have a price attached to them. But to his confusion the currency he needed was not gold or some typical currency, no it was souls which he had two of now.

Then his gaze dropped to the category called bloodlines. Most options there were grayed out and had unreadable text but there was one option that was almost free. That being the Greenskin bloodline.

Looking at it closer he noticed it costing a total of one soul. Looking at his soul counter on the top right he noticed himself having a total of two souls.

Feeling confused by the number of souls he had Chad wondered where could he have gotten the second soul from. " It's not like I personally killed my father or something. " He rationalized to himself. The only thing he had killed was the deer.

Shaking away these unnecessary thoughts he looked at the bloodline. There all the description said was. " Through the Green Waagh one will obtain power but through it, one will also drift further away from one's own humanity for nothing truly comes without a cost. "

Not understanding the meaning behind the words Chad just shrugged his shoulders uncaringly and chose the Greenskin bloodline.

Immediately he felt a sting in his head followed by a massive headache and his body trembling. Holding his head he fell screaming in agony to the ground.

Then just like it had come the feeling almost instantly disappeared. His mind felt clear and calm, his body felt more energized than before and there was an itchy feeling in his crotch almost as if his underwear were now pressing harder against it than before, or did he just become bigger and then the robotic voice spoke again.

[Congratulations, you have obtained the Greenskin bloodline.]

Not feeling anything else Chad felt a bit disappointed and confused as he then stood back up. Thinking on all of this he wondered what did all of this mean. Why did he suddenly obtain a system and how?

Being a bit of a nerd himself he would have normally been jumping for joy in this situation. But as he looked at the wrecked car and remembered his dead father he felt no true joy.

Sure he absolutely didnt love his father or anything, but to have him killed seemed just so extreme. Mostly he had planned on either beating his father up so badly that he couldnt cheat on his mother anymore. Or then he was going to crash the car and scare the shit out of his father just to teach him a really good lesson. But to have him killed also worked except now he needed to find a way to not get blamed for all of this.

Pulling on his own hair in frustration, Chad felt overwhelmed by all of this. How was he going to explain this to his foster family? Would they all hate him after this, would he be forced out of the house immediately, he wondered. No, surely not his mother would never do that and his sisters didnt love his father that much anyway.

Standing up straight Chad clenched his fist determinedly and said. " No, this is the star of something great. I will marry my mom, I swear it. "