Shortly after, the scientists conducted new tests on him, while Juda had been taken to the hospital. His condition was apparently critical according to the doctors who had taken care of him.

"It's here!" said a skeptical scientist.

This time, the marker was there, the DNA marker that showed Kevin was awakened, the R gene.

"Bring the evaluation machine immediately." demanded a scientist.

They placed his hand on the machine to determine his grade, but the machine struggled to give him a rank. Apparently, his mana was so weak that the machine couldn't detect it.

In the end, it was a first in history; he was assigned rank 11, the worst of all, as the awakened were generally ranked from 0 to 10. And he had just invented rank 11, a garbage rank, that's how it could be defined. The scientists seemed disappointed, and after that, they left him to convene and establish the course of action to resume the next day.

The following day, however, as they were conducting tests on him, a woman entered the room, accompanied by military personnel. This woman was Hélène, the scientist who had always felt remorseful.

"The experiments stop here!" she declared.

"What do you think you're doing, Hélène? You have no idea what you're doing!" shouted a scientist.

"Yes, I am well aware, and I have also exposed your little experiments." replied Hélène.

"You did what?" one of them asked, bewildered.

"You heard me correctly, this child is going back to his parents, to those who love him." said Hélène.

Indeed, Hélène, who felt so bad and could not accept the fate of this child, saw her own son in Kevin. She had secretly recorded the videos of the experiments and then exposed them.

In the aftermath, public opinion was, of course, shocked by the violence of the experiments. A protest quickly arose; the child they were supposed to protect had actually been tortured. Initially, the media wanted to avoid the debate, but they were backed into a corner. They eventually had to side with the family that had been victimized. Many people also changed their stance, saying that Kevin should never have been taken from his family.

Everything quickly fell into place, and the government and politicians had to intervene swiftly. After all, their own reputations were at stake; all the scientists were promptly arrested, and procedures were enacted. However, there were dark undercurrents in this story. Who had given the orders? How could such a thing have happened? The media avoided the subject, and the questions were largely swept under the rug.

Finally, Kevin was brought back to his doorstep after more than a year of separation and torture. His mother and Marie were waiting at the door; he ran to them as fast as he could, and they hugged him as tightly as they could.

"Oh, Kevin, my God, we missed you so much!"

His mother’s and sister's hearts tightened with happiness at seeing him again but also seeing his beautiful caramel skin, which had turned pale. This testified to the terrible year of torment he had endured. Their reunion was filled with joy and tears. Where can one be better than in the arms of a loving family?

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POV Kévin

Time passed, and strangely the media fell silent about us. My nightmares were still there, but at least I had my family to face them. After three years at home, where I managed to confront my night terrors and where I was taught by my mother, I finally wanted to go back to school. Because I wanted to resume a normal life, I eventually returned to middle school and soon faced cruelty again.

"Hey, zombie! You look paler than usual." (Boy)

"..." (Kevin)

"Hey, I'm talking to you!" he insisted.

The nickname "zombie" was given to me because of my extremely pale skin tone and fragile physique. They had no idea what I had endured; some knew but still persecuted me.

Middle school years were violent, with a bunch of brats who thought they were the center of the world. There were the "cool" kids and then the others. I was persecuted because I didn't fit into that category, subject to mockery and bullying that eventually escalated into persecution.

Honestly, it was nothing compared to what I had endured, but moral harassment is as destructive as physical pain. Life is a big game composed of suffering and joy, but I preferred to focus on joy because I had known too much suffering and believed that many would want to be in my place.

I had a family, a roof over my head, a home—some people don't have even a quarter of what I have, so I tried to put things into perspective as much as I could. Unfortunately, the more I moved forward, the more I realized that humans are abject beings. I had understood this for a long time, but I kept discovering new facets. The strong like to oppress the weak because it gives them a sense of power and superiority, flattering their ego.

I quickly became the scapegoat, getting beaten up multiple times repeatedly. Why? The reason is simple: I couldn't defend myself. The weak are destined to be oppressed.

"Hey, zombie, I saw you talking to my girlfriend!" (Boy)

"I was just helping her with her homework." (Kevin)

"Oh really? That's not what she told me." (Boy)

"I..." (Kevin)

That day, I got beaten up again, and the worst part was going home and explaining why I was in that state.

"Big brother, who did this to you?" Marie asked, horrified.

"It's nothing, don't worry." (Kevin)

My mother always wanted me to stay home instead of going to school. But I wanted to live a normal life despite everything, hence my persistence in enduring this treatment. Moreover, despite my mother's complaints, those who did this to me only got a few days of suspension, which even worsened the situation.

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Humans are social animals; they need to mingle with others to thrive. Friends and especially romantic relationships—but my love life was also a long agony during those years. I experienced not just physical pain but, for the first time, emotional pain. Emotional wounds leave indelible marks on my heart.

Betrayal, lies, fake promises, I discovered the troubles and pains of love.

Have you ever fallen madly in love with someone?

Who promised to give you the world?

I really hope they didn't let you down.

I really hope they weren't lying.

Because when the heart breaks, it's as if the world has disappeared. Juice Wrld

Each disappointment, each betrayal hurt me deeply, so much so that at one point, I started hating women. Hating them from the bottom of my being; some wouldn't hesitate to lie and manipulate you. The last one I dated cheated on me with the coolest guy in the class.

I still see your shadow in my room.

I can't take back the love I gave you.

It's to the point where I love and hate you.

And I can't change you, so I have to replace you, oh.

Easier said than done, I thought you were the one.

Listening to my heart instead of my head.

You found another one, but I am better than him.

I won't let you forget me. Juice WRLD.

The second to last lied to me saying "I love you" for five months, only to leave me for someone else. What is the point of saying "I love you" if it's a lie?

Tell me, what is the secret to love? I don't get it, I feel like I'm running a race that I can't win. Today, I met the Devil, and she was smiling. Juice WRLD.

The next one is the one who took my virginity, I introduced her to my mother, but it turned out she was just an easy girl who slept with every boy she could. And I had introduced such a girl to my mother, I was so ashamed.

Mmh, they are poisoning my mind, my love.

These hoes are all the same. Juice WRLD.

I always tried my best to give the best of myself, to be kind even to the worst bastards. Those who mistreated and used me, developing in me a difficulty to trust others.

I saw kids barely 15 years old look each other straight in the eyes and lie, manipulate each other. Talk behind a friend's back and pretend to be an honest person in their presence.

I hate when people play both sides.

So sad in my life.

I have to stay high, I have to stay high. Juice WRLD.

Girls who jumped from one dick to another for some unknown reason, and then played the pure and holy girl. The worst part is that all these people will grow up and become adults who will be part of society.

For my own mental health, I decided to cut myself off from all that and stay in my own corner, because it's better to be alone than in bad company. This lasted through all my middle school years until my last year. When providence finally sent me someone, I met my first true friend, Arthur.

"Hey, what's your name?" (Arthur)

".." (Kevin)

"Come on." (Arthur)

I kept brushing him off for an entire month, but he still persisted.

"What do you want from me?" (Kevin)

"Nothing, it's just that you're like me." (Arthur)

"Like you?" (Kevin)

"You were bullied and much worse, miracle child. Now you have trouble with human relationships. Am I wrong?" (Arthur)

"So what are you getting at?" (Kevin)

"Let's become friends, you and me, building a bond that none of these other bastards will have. With their fake friendships and their hypocrisy, a friendship that everyone would want but they could never reach." (Arthur)

It's true, people are hypocrites, they lie to each other's faces, betray each other. They will try to harm others if they are better than them or if they overshadow them.

"So?" (Arthur)

These words were so simple, so true, for the first time I felt something honest and kind. So I decided to give him a chance to try to create something.

"Let's try, you and me." (Kevin)

So he extended his fist towards me with a beaming smile.

"Friends?" (Arthur)

And I responded by extending my arm so that our fists touched.

"Friends." (Kevin)

I wonder what life has in store for me next, these are just the sad experiences of a guy who is just looking for a life without hassles. Always looking for someone to love and someone who will love him back, whether in friendship or in love. But for now, love was something that had broken me so much in just 3 years.

"However, even if it's just one person, go and find someone unique so that they become your one and only. But for now, all this is just a statement of failure and a life filled with trials and indelible pain." (Kevin)

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"I hope everyone is having a good day. I hope everyone accomplished something significant. Even if you haven't accomplished something significant, don't get discouraged. Try to accomplish something significant tomorrow... and the day after that... and so on. If someone is going through something, I hope and pray that you get through it. And know that you have the strength to get through whatever you're going through, no matter what it is."

RIP JUICE WRLD / 1998-2019