5686 kills.
In 15 years of my life, that was how many kills I've made.
The moment where I started to remember things.
And the moment where I started to walk.
My grandmother who died long ago had this saying,'
'At age 5, you are a prodigy. At age 15, you are genius. At age 20, you are a normal person.'
I'm currently 15, going into 16 soon. A fully fledged legal killer, where killing children is forbidden from the age of 16.
Even if I turned 20, will I ever be normal?
After my grandma's death, my life had been pretty mundane, even in this diabolical society.
While contemplating about my past, I turned to my right, lying on my soft mattress, creaking against the wall. I had my right arm placed beneath my arm, supporting my arm with a feathered filled pillow. On my rear right, the window was fully opened, hearing the serene wind flowing against the white silky curtains. I felt a vivid moonlight shining across my face. I slowly rose myself away from my favourite comfortable bedsheets, facing myself opposite the grandfather clock.
'11:53pm,' it said.
I turned my left forearm over, seeing numerical values that I did not wish to see.
5686.
I guess this will stay with me forever.
Living in this delusional world, I intentionally lived away from Vermillion, the captial of Vitalis. The presence of trees and rice fields make my heart lighten with easy, alongside with watching daily night stars everyday. Everything seemed to fit in the right place, but I know for a fact, that luck wasn't on my side, to wish that I didn't want to live in this world.
'The more you kill, the more wealth you earn.'
That was the motto in Vitalis. A country where they want people to have greed on wealth; hunger for blood-thirst and being surivival of the fittest.That was called the Blood Economy. A system created specially by the country, in cultivating killing talents that could one day be useful in international wars. If someone ever want to live in Vitalis, they should prepare themselves that they could reincarnate with good blood type.
Yeah, I know what you might be thinking. The Blood segregation.
Everyone in Vitalis possesses their own blood type. The blood types are: A, B, O and lastly AB. Each blood type have a limited number of kills and will reset every 12 hours. If you kill over the limited number, you will become paralyzed and will have to wait until the 12 hours are up. AB is known to have the ability to have the most number of kills, due to having more kill count capacity. Hence, it's why it's made up of filthy wealthy people, but also they are rare. Blood O is considered the most common in the entire population with moderate number of kill counts can be made. And lastly, blood A and B that is considered to be the bottom of the pack, with small kill counts capacity.
No matter how many people kill every day or see paralyzed people, I will never be able to understand the agony in their paralyzed form before they get killed.
I, Kai Nolan, is an anomaly in this system.
The grandfather clock strikes, reading as 12AM. The darkness flocked into the room even further than 7 minutes ago. I motioned myself in front of the rustic mirror, next to the clock that I bought from a local charity shop. Here I am, and I see a boy who used to be innocent just turned into some merciless killer. My dull grey eyes stared back at me, alongside with my untamed dark brown hair that had been tossled aside, reached my neck. With my white tank top and a pair of dark jeans, I looked like who just escaped from an orphanage.
I smirked, thinking how surviving in this society is the stupidest thing of all.
My pupils darkened as I continue to look myself in the mirror.
My time has come.
My survival game.