MUTATE or BURN, I will DESTROY the WORLD!
A sickle lodged deep in his neck, cold steel biting through flesh.
Voices murmured around him, debating his fate as blood poured in thick rivulets, staining the ground beneath him.
His vision wavered, the world blurring at the edges.
Fragments of memory surfaced, slipping through his grasp as darkness crept in.
With faltering breath, he muttered a prayer.
"Pitiful child," a voice crooned, its melody both soothing and unsettling.
Then—screeching tires.
A violent crash.
From nowhere, a truck barreled through the alley, crushing him and his murderers beneath its weight.
The world went silent.
Kevin awoke. The question of where he was lingered in his mind, yet he could feel it.
An eerie, suffocating void stretched around him, vast and oppressive.
There was no warmth, no sound, only the weight of nothingness pressing down, as if his very soul could wither away.
"Pitiful child," the voice whispered again, its presence weaving through the void. "Love evades you. Singled out, discarded, assumed to be nothing. No one would mourn your disappearance."
A flicker of sadness crossed Kevin’s face.
"But there is no redemption for you here either. You will serve as a tool for my adversary, fulfilling what I cannot. Your existence has granted me this moment, and in return, you will perish as you were always meant to. Your memories of this life and our encounter will fade"
A hand emerged from the abyss, pale and grotesque, reaching for him.
Kevin’s very being twisted.
A sensation beyond pain, beyond fear—something worse.
An unbearable pressure built inside him, warping his essence, as though he were unravelling, torn apart from within.
Then came the rage.
A lifetime of being used, manipulated, and discarded.
Again and again, others had shaped his fate, moulding him to their will.
Even now, even here, the cycle continued.
No more.
Through the agony, he roared.
"I will not be what you want or what anyone wants.
Even without my memories, I will hunt, I will devour, and I will carve my own path. It doesn’t matter if you are a god or the devil”
The entity smiled.
"I am no god. I am no devil. "
Its voice echoed, a whisper and a thunderclap all at once.
"I am A@#!@ro♧h!!"
