Let me tell you a story, this time.

Do you remember how long has it been since a story was last told. Last time it was about a little girl who was tricked by a bad wolf and a paladin saved her, Do you remember? I do.

This time I will tell you about a little girl, in a family of four. There were… raise your fingers, let’s count them.

One was her mother, who taught her everything about the world. Two was her little sister, who loved her irreplaceable sister. Third was her little baby brother, who never listened to anyone even for his own good. And fourth of course was just her… but wait, where is the father?

Well? Where is he?

It doesn’t even matter to the story though. The mother was the only parent the three children had, she taught them all about the world. Bout how to steal and cheat and nothing else. The mother never taught them about how to help or about others.

“Family…”

Yes, that’s true, family was all she taught, and anyone who was not family was an enemy.

But one day…

but one day, when the mother and three children tried to steal a bag from a rich man in the market, the rich man caught the little girl.

“Sorry… I couldn’t… I know…”

This text was taken from Royal Road. Help the author by reading the original version there.

It wasn’t the first time the girl was caught stealing, but other times she was released after enough crying and begging, but not like other times, this man was a bad man to steal from.

“Sorry”

Keep quite! Now the story begins.

She was stolen by that man, stripped and labored and sold. Did you know he wanted to sell my insides? but instead he sold the girl to a group in Mizran She was given clothes and plenty of food and the things they made her do…

…

“I’m so sorry, Shea”

But I lived, the girl lived. And after she grew she had a plan on how to escape, she seduced the vizir and on the night they slept she killed him and fooled the guards, and left with a horse back to Uesteroza.

What about the mother? what about the family? they kept stealing! and kept cheating! and did not try to find their dear daughter!

“I lost you…”

The brother grew to be a thug, taken to jail with his group, left like his father. The sister grew to be the girl Shea was supposed to be, can you imagine how shocked I was to see what I could have become?

“…”

And the mother still taught them these things, about how to live without dignity!

“I’m sorry I never found you Shea… I’m a terrible mother, but I had no-“

I’m not angry about abandoning me, mother. Even if you didn’t look for me, I’m not angry, because I should have known.

I’m angry because all you ever taught me was how to steal and how to swindle. You were a mother and you treated you children as tools, taught them to be tools, by any means, even if it means corrupting your own family.

“I… I’m sorry… I loved you, I did…”

It’s far too late to give me a childhood. I hate that rich man, I hated that vizir, but above all I hate that you gave me no choice but to be involved in all of these things.

I had no choice! I knew nothing but stealing and it’s because of you.

And now I can have my revenge.

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“Are you finished? What will you do now?”

What can I do? I’m already a killer long before. I used to hate her, I still hate her, but now I live for myself.

“I meant with your siblings.”

I live for myself. besides, apart from blood, they are not my siblings.

“Will you treat me like this too one day?”

… I … I’m not like her…