When you were a child you woke up inside a room, a white room, alone, you were scared. A child at the age of five, afraid of being separated from your father and mother.
This was not your first time. Truth to be told, the world was blanketed in colorful rainbows and sunshine, it was supposed to be noisy environments, where people go, you dreamt of going.
The mind of a five year old is full of curiosities, to you, your father and mother are everything, so you calmly waited, but a child your age would immediately become bored when time goes on, but you were different, your mind is a bit more mature.
No one knows, because it's simply to hide the truth by hiding yourself in dreams and imagination. When people believed you to be unable to perform the basic task of having an emotional facial expression, that was a lie.
Because unknown to you, your truer colors that light this world will soon be dyed by the layers of poverty.
The liberty of living freely in one's mind, will be the day his world will break apart.
The blessing of the gods will one day perish, for the door opened and what was expected did not appear before the eyes of the nurse who delivered a blow to your mind.
Countless possibilities arise, when hope tries to grasp, fallen uncertainties will comply, finally you hear the nurse's words.
You learn the true nature of this world, those very people who stand at the top to defend this world were more like idols, worshipped and begged, like the nurse who left without helping you to face the world.
How cruel the world was, how the first moment in your life was you will experience your first trip after leaving the hospital from birth.
Upon going to the exact location where the trip will start, unexpectedly encountering a fight between people who hailed as heroes against those so-called Gods.
That's right, the world was invaded by gods and historical figures, people evolved and became strong enough to level entire countries to dust.
But no matter how tall one climbs, later a new wall shall arise from knowhere to take the rankings to replace the numbers.
The world is too dark and muddy where one might get lost, it is important not to look at those who mourn as they will somehow begin to be forgotten.
When monsters the size of kilometers arise, powerful magical girls who contracted with magic gods who become fans of magical girls.
However this was reality, what those gods merely want are entertainment, therefore the deaths of people are as common as cabbages, this fight is what took me, no you to lose your family that supported you.
Years later when you walked on the path to reach the top and change this cruel world, you stopped and looked back, there you saw yourself in a hospital bed lying.
That's right no matter one's goal, the top is impossible unless you are special.
Your entire squad dispatched to wipe out all the horde of monsters where almost destroyed.
Thus the squad was disbanded.
You lost your only source of money to feed yourself. When you return to the city you live, more humans migrated than before, crimes committed rises greatly.
When you returned and entered an orphanage to bring food and gifts, the place was leveled, when you reported it, the people responsible said it's for training.
You clenched your teeth and tried to fight back, you lost and left the city.
You visited your best friend before leaving the city, and she was missing, you asked where she was and the nurse's replies they don't know.
Instead of leaving the city, you hid and discovered the hard truth, the city itself was feeding off its own people.
The whole city itself was a large farm, a farm used to house food, and the food were you the people living here.
Counted as delicacy sold to people who worshipped under God's.
You tried all kinds of ways to oppose them, you failed and grovel up, when you joined and apply to become a reporter, you tried to question a known squad through your country.
Instead of answering, you were looked down upon and they left without saying another word. A day after, you were fired and a deep scar was left in you.
That should be not fair, humans are not pigs to fatten themselves to become foods, the gods are too evil.
Then you begin to think and it come to you, the gods were giving it's blessings to the world, the deaths of every human counted as a form of repayment in equal for a miracle.
The actions of that squad were right, they are too burdened and don't want people to feel a little of what they had carried.
Gods made contracts with humans to farm the energy of their soul to strengthen themselves.
In accordance to the law of equality, you are a bug with low-quality unable to rise up and become a main performance, therefore you are to sacrifice your life for the other half of your kind to survive.
Thankfully, this world was not a rule-base horror.
Until you bought a book, thinking it was a novel and from that day on the world took a massive global change, you became the master, with the book able to create ghost and powerful gods, desires, miracles.
Then you said. If the world was like this heading to its end, why can't i make it happen sooner?
You woke up and regressed, waking up after your family's death.
You swore to destroy the world. Changing it will only make it repeat to the more equal world like it had been before.
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A/E: "I know it's bad, it needs alot of changes."
Inspiration taken: verse: The gifted hand, urban legend maker.