My life is fucked up.
No Money
No Job
No Parents
No Friends
No Nothing.
I mean I have suffering, just not the thing all the people in this world wants. Yet what can I say? Atleast I have something right? Even though this shit is the worse of all, atleast I have something right? Right? Right?????
"..."
I looked up the grey sky, it's currently raining. For others, it's peaceful because they can relax by the sounds of the rain droplets. All the problem and burdens they are currently carrying dissapeared for even a moment which is good, all of us wants to escape all of our problem that we are carrying. We want to let go of it even if it's just a little bit or even shorter than a few moments.
As a human being who's life is fucked up, what is the first you will think of doing? Trying your best again? Just forget it and be a fucked up human being for the rest of your life? Double it and give it to the next person?
Well for me, I don't really care. When I was a kid, I really don't care. I don't even have friends when i was in the kindergarten, though I of course tried. I was a lively little kid who doesn't know anything in the world. I tried to be friends with others although they don't really want to because I kept on covering my face with a black cloth, I still do that because I was called ugly by own father.
After being called like that by a father I cherished the most, I felt hurt. I started to cover my face when I was three years old. I don't know anything about hiding something but I just felt that I need to cover my face whenever I talked to my father.
I just swallowed all of the harsh words that I received from my abusive father until I turn 5 years old and I started kindergarten. My father left us after my mom and him have a huge fight that last from the moment the sun sets until it rises again. My mother cried for days, thinking that he would come back a few days after this happen but she was wrong.
After a year, still no news has reached us about my father. That's the day I turn 5 years old and started kindergarten. My mom was overjoyed, thinking that I can finally be happy. We can finally be happy and have a wonderful life from this moment starts.
Well she had a good life, she has friends, money, job, and my grandparents are still alive so she also still has a parents. She has things. Unlike his son, I don't have all of that right now.
"Tssk."
I punched the wall in the alleyway I was currently in, I punched it again and again and again. Until my fist started to get crushed by the repeated punches I kept on throwing. It doesn't hurt, I don't even have the energy to get feel any pain and react to the numbness on my fist.
"You goddamn world..."
I said as I slowly slide down to the ground because of the rain water that was running down through the wall. I covered my face to just not see this world, the world that I was born in. The world that hate me so much, it even killed my mother when she was in her happiest time after suffering so much from my abusive father.
I even stopped going to school and just finished going to highschool and after that, I stopped going to school because my mom died. Fuck this world. Why does it hate me so much?
"Just why?! Why the fuck did you hate me so much?! Do I really need to suffer like this huh?! I got kicked out of my job because of the other people who bothered me and when I fight back, they will use they're fucking connection to other people in order to fuck my life! My mother died in a fucking accident that I thought because of suicide but I just suddenly found out that she was raped by those rich fucking mens! They kidnapped her and raped her for whole week straight and after that just throw her lifeless body on who knows what part of the world, after getting through all of that, you wanted her to suffer?! Fuck you world!"
I shouted, even though I know that no one will hear me out anyway. I fucking hate the world. I fucking hate everyone. I fucking hate all of the things that existed on this shit.
'if I can just have another chance..... I hope that if there's even a god..... I don't care who... Please..... Wherever or whatever place wherey mother is, please give her a life she deserves. I don't care about myself just.....'
All of the bad memories I have from my father, all of the suffering I saw my mother had experienced, all the abused she got from my father and her friends when we are still suffering from being poor because of my father. It all came running through my mind, as if the world is really mocking me by reminding all of it to me.
"FUCK YOU!"
I shouted as loud as I can to let the world know how I fucking despise every fucking thing on this fucking fucked up world we are currently fucking living in. If I kill someone here, I'm not even gonna regret it.
"Hey mother fucker, did you just cuss at me?!"
I heard a voice coming from the other end of this alley, I looked at that direction with lifeless eye, while still sitting and soaking wet because of the rain who just stopped. I stand, walked towards them and.....
"What?! You want a piece of me?! Come here mother--"
Just get passed them. I don't really have the energy to even talk right now but I wanna get out of this trouble that I am about to be on.
"..."
I didn't hear a single world coming from them after I walked passed them, heck they are very quiet. I hoped this continues because if not... I might really do what I said I'm not gonna regret if I do right now.
"Hahahahahah"
I finally heard a laughter coming from those guys, there are about 9 of them, 4 girls and five guys. I just continued to walk until I finally get out of those alley but...
"Motherfucker!"
I felt someone grabbed me from the back of my neck so I punched him right after he rouched me, causing for his nose to bleed. One of the main reason I got fired from my jobs is because I kept on cracking the nose of whoever someone pissed me off, whenever I can't keep my patience anymore.
"Tssk..... Kill that asshole!"
All of the guys run towards me, i received punch coming from left side of mine so I dodged but someone hold me so I didn't actually dodged it. I got my face hit but it doesn't really hurt or anything. In fact, that punch was so weak, I got pissed off and kicked him on the balls.
The fight just kept going and the girls who looks so confident earlier is now looking terrified and decided to run when all of the guys that attacked me was layin on the ground. I was beat not gonna lie because I am out of energy and sick because of the rain, but I didn't let them run.
I charged at them with the remaining strength i have and then smashed their heads to the wall, causing for one of them to die instantly. The amount of blood that splattered everywhere is so bloody many. So I smashed it again and again until I realised that a gun was currently pointed on my head.
"Im gonna kill you fucker!" The guy says.
It is the same guy that says motherfucker a lot of times, I wonder why he curse so much? I shouldn't be like him... I didn't cursed that much didn't I? Am I right... Mom?
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"Hmm....."
I felt a leaf landed on my forehead, I opened my eyes and see a.... Tree... Right Infront of me... And a Cabin, I entered inside and saw a pair of clean white shirt and a black pants. I wear it because I'm currently naked and kind of cold.
The air is nice and refreshing, it feels like a fantasy world. Am I currently on heaven or what?
"Where am I?"
[Welcome to the world of Verneville, a world field with mystic energy, magical discovery and sense of wonder!]
[Enjoy your life to the fullest, Yuri Sworde]