"You have little faith child, to receive the blessings of the goddess Asteria, You have to believe"
Bullshit!!!
I always detested this notion of everyone having a PREDESTINED fate.
I hate all superstitious belief alike.
And I hate the religions the same.
But.
Ironically I have no choice but to turn to them.
Having to meet this nuns on a daily basis makes me feel like I'm losing my mind.
Whenever I fail to awaken, those nuns always say the same annoying stuff about faith.
Why does my life have to be this way.
Endless misfortunes.
Back then I never missed a single awakening session in the hunter association.
But I never awakened.
I went on a daily basis without fail , but I always ended up with the same Result.
I went so much that they got fed up with me.
They now plastered a notice with my face on it.
A BAND notice was written to keep me at bay.
I'm like the only person in the whole world who was band from the hunter association.
I couldn't give up.
I couldn't afford to.
With the hunter organization putting a band on me.
My only hope of awakening became my worse nemesis, the temple.
I went to the daily but the results came out even worse.
I get that I have the worse luck in all existence.
But those that have to associate to such a dire situation.
And just in that moment when I feel at my lowest.
This bastard show with there words of consolation.
Sigh
Why do I have to live this way.
I hate being a laborer.
I hate doing something so stupid for so little.
Sweat riddled face and an almost nonexistent fatless wallet was my take home everday.
I hate this work but it's the only work that keeps me alive.
Like from not staving or suffocating to death.
I still have to buy oxygen.
I always had hope that when I got to age sixteen.
My whole life would change for the better.
I would become a hunter and head to Westeria for a new life.
But that very day when I got to the hunter association for the awakening.
My hope shattered.
I couldn't awaken.
I couldn't become a hunter.
I didn't believe it.
There was no way.
So I made the hunter organisation my second home.
I would go there everyday for the awakening test.
But now I can't anymore.
There is no more time for the people of Asteria.
On a near date, the last of the shuttels to Nevana would be launched.
Today was the last chance of awakening i had.
But.
I failed once again.
I hate this feeling of helplessness.
I don't want to fucking die!
But...
I guess this is my fate in the end.
If only I wasn't a poor kid from the slumbs.
If only I had access to one of the VR pods. I heard the rich kids who couldn't awaken through normal means somehow managed to do it with the help of the pods.
Nevana Nexus.
A piece of technology stolen from Nevana that gave access to a game like world. A world were hunters were able to grow more and more powerful.
If I only I wasn't born so filthy poor!
I hate it.
I HATE THIS FUCKING WORLD!
THIS IS SO UNFAIR!
IT'S SO...
... Unfair.
"...Hahh... Haa... Haaa," I panted, avoided the slew of corpse at every corner.
Everyone dying.
Everything.
I have little to nothing left of my reserves.
This could as well be my last day of existence.