I barely got any sleep when I woke up, my body felt heavy, and my mind was clouded with the remnants of the nightmares that had haunted me through the night. I shuffled through my drawer for some clothes, dressing quickly and quietly, trying not to wake my dad. He had come home drunk again last night, and the memory of his harsh words still echoed in my head.

Once I was ready, I checked to see if Dad was asleep first before rushing out of the house. The last thing I needed was another confrontation. I slipped out the door and ran to the left hallway, past the market, my steps quickening with each stride. The corridors of the underground bunker were dimly lit and claustrophobic, but they were all I had ever known.

Suddenly, I collided with someone, nearly knocking us both off balance. As I looked up, my heart skipped a beat. It was Faith. My face lit up at the sight of her, a rare moment of brightness in the otherwise dark world. But something was off. Faith seemed awkward, her eyes darting nervously to the side. That's when I saw him—Jackson.

My face turned horrid as I realized what was happening. Jackson, with his tall, imposing figure, stood next to her, his arm casually draped over her shoulder.

"Who's this?" Jackson asked, his voice dripping with disdain.

Faith's cheeks flushed. "He's just my neighbor," she said quickly, looking down.

Her words shattered my heart. I stood there, stunned. Is this a joke? Was I delusional, thinking something more was going on between us? They laughed and my pathetic state, their world seemingly perfect while mine crumbled around me.

Then the voice came again, laughing at me. "She played you. They all hate you. Hihihi, you know it it deep down. Screw them boy. just let me in." The voice was sinister, a dark whisper at the back of my mind, always waiting for a moment of weakness to creep in.

I felt a knot tighten in my chest, my vision blurring with unshed tears. Faith glanced at me, her expression unreadable, but it didn't matter. The damage was done. My whole world had collapsed in that moment.

"Ohhhhh Keinan, right?" Jackson smirked. "Faith's told me about you. Didn't think you'd be this… pathetic."

Faith stepped in, her voice tinged with frustration and disappointment. "Jackson, don't. Let's just go."

She moved closer to me, shooting a disapproving glance at Jackson. Her expression softened as she addressed me, who stood with a mixture of surprise and hurt on my face. "Keinan, don't listen to him. You know who you are."

I stood there, silent and heartbroken, as Faith reached out to comfort me with a sympathy as her hand touched on my shoulder. I flinched away from her hand, my expression showed a mix of pain and betrayal. Without a word, i just turned and walked away from both of them, my footsteps heavy with hurt and disappointment.

Faith's hand hovered in the air for a moment, the rejection sinking in. She watched me retreat down the hallway, feeling a pang of guilt and sorrow. She had hoped to defuse the situation, but instead, her attempt had only seemed to widen the rift.

Jackson glanced back at Faith impatiently. "Let's go, Faith. He'll be fine," he said dismissively, his tone lacking empathy.

Reluctantly, Faith followed Jackson, but her mind lingered on my hurt expression. She knew she had to find a way to mend our friendship, but for now, she had to let me have my space.

As they walked away, Faith glanced back at my back, offering me an apologetic smile before following Jackson. I sighed deeply, shaking my head as I turned back once to watch them leave together. I knew I didn't need Jackson's approval, but it still stung to hear those words from someone I once considered a friend

Their laughter echoed in my ears as I turned and walked away, my steps heavy and my heart even heavier. The voice inside my head continued to mock me, feeding on my despair and anger.

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I stumbled back to my hidden base, my sanctuary, and shut the makeshift door behind me. Sliding down to the floor, I placed my hands over my ears, trying to block out the voice. Rocking back and forth, I closed my eyes, imagining a different world—a green earth, full of life and hope. But the illusion was fleeting, quickly replaced by the harsh reality of my existence.

Dad's words from the previous night mingled with the voice in my head, creating a cacophony of pain and self-loathing. "Because of you, Ethan died. Why did you have to be so stupid? I wish it was you that died, not Ethan. You hear me, you little shit!"

Tears streamed down my face as I struggled to hold on to the last shreds of my sanity. The world outside my door was bleak, but the world inside my mind was a torment I couldn't escape. The betrayal, the guilt, the voices—they were all part of the prison I couldn't break free from.

The voice in my head was relentless, a dark and twisted whisper that seemed to echo through every corner of my mind. "Let me in, Boy," it hissed, the intensity growing with each repetition. "Let me in and I'll make them all pay." I tried to ignore it, to push back against the insidious invasion of my thoughts, but the voice was too strong, too insistent.

Then i noticed it was time to head for my shift, so I made my way through the corridors of the underground complex, as I walk kicking on some pebble, I couldn't shake the feeling that I was being watched. Maybe I was being too paranoid I thought to myself... but then a bunch shadowy figure that lurked in the distance appeared and it seemed to be Jackson, Ajax, or Blaze, waiting for their chance to ambush me. My heart raced with fear as i laid my eyes on them, but I forced myself to keep walking ignoring them.

I was halfway there when it happened. Jackson, Ajax, and Blaze emerged and blocked my path, their faces twisted with rage. They surrounded me, trapping me against the cold, unforgiving metal of a maintenance shaft. "Where do you think you going, Garbage Boy?" Jackson sneered.

Before I could react, they were on me, their fists raining down like a storm of brutality. I tried to fight back, but they outnumbered me, and their sheer force were too strong. Pain exploded in my ribs and my face, and I tasted blood in my mouth. They didn't hold back, not for a second.

As they continued to beat me senseless, they laughed, mocking me for my foolishness. "Look at this loser," Ajax jeered. "How is faith even interested in this guy." "He thought he could take her for himself," Blaze added, his voice twisted with evil intent. "But he was wrong."

And then, as if they were simply disposing of a piece of unsignificant garbage, they picked me up and hurled me off the edge of the maintenance shaft. I screamed as I plummeted through the air, my body tumbling over the end of the railing. The world spun around me, a blur of metal and darkness, until I landed with a sickening thud at the bottom of a pile of trash.

I lay there with broken bones and blood seeping out of my body creating a pool of bloods, both my body and spirit were completely shattered. I tried to move my body, but nothing seem to be functioning because my body is broken, I tried gasping for air all my attempt was in vain, darkness slowly creeped onto me, filling me with intense rage. In that very moment, I felt utterly hopeless and alone, "I've had enough." I finally said. I decide to let the voice inside my head. "Let me in! Make them all pay, boy," it hissed.

Finally, I thought, Fuck this life! Fuck everything! Fuck this bunker! Enough is enough! With every ounce of my willpower drained, and my broken body unable to move. Blood continued to seep from my wounds as I coughed and choke on my own blood, here I was trying desperately to breathe. Soon, the realization hit me... I was about to die alone in a fucking trash pit, and it made me realize how pathetic my life had been up until now.

The voice whispered to me again, this time it sounded more like a sweet lullaby, as the entity inside me promised me power that would make them all kneel before me. In that moment, I made a choice to fully embrace the darkness whispering to me.

Now, as I awaited what would become of me next, a chilling sense of anticipation gripped me. I had no idea this decision would forever change everything. In that very moment, black aura began to appear from me, swirling around me like a dark shroud. My body contorted and twitched uncontrollably, making me scream in agony "Argh!!!" My broken bones clicked back into place, healing rapidly. My muscles contort and start to swell up and ripped, making me feel immeasurable pain all over me. Then from that moment, something in my head switched completely like a sudden clarity.

I realized I was born different than them, all this time something inside me, refused to settle for average.

Finally, I understood everything, and I was eternally grateful for it. It was as if my third eye had opened, allowing my brain to see the truths that had eluded me before.

I am indeed born a man, a warrior, a destroyer, a mighty force of pure violence.

All I desire is the sheer glory of victory. Mercy for those who wronged me is a sign of weakness. I will no longer yield to those lacking conviction. I am coming for this world and all it has to offer. Nothing will stand in my way. I care for nothing more than to see my name carved in history and the world bow before my greatness.

I'm coming for it all!