I slowly wake up, feeling my consciousness coming back to me. I moved my body out of the bed, feeling dazed. Then what happened last time hit me, I hurriedly searched for my father and I ran out of the room and checked every single room in the house. I could not see my father anywhere, and when I checked the last room in the house, I saw my maid packing up hers and my stuff.

She then moved closer to me as she was saying something. “Here Bam, take your luggage. I’m really sorry that this had to happen but I barely had any money for myself let alone including you.

I decided that it would be best for you to be in an orphan house since your father had no relatives since he was the only son of your grandparents from what I know.” I then responded back to her, “No! I am not leaving this house and going to some weird place I don’t know about.”

I quickly ran outside my house, as far as possible. I didn't even notice the directions as I don’t have a destination in mind. Then I noticed the drizzles slowly falling from the sky, and figured that it would rain so I hid under something I could find. I was in luck as there was a bridge close to my location so I ran there and planned to stay underneath the bridge.

While it was thinking, I was in deep thought for a while when I finally realized it. That the strong prey on the weak and they make the rules. I decided and swore to myself that I would reach the top, without regards to whatever others think of me. Then when I achieve that, I will go and look for my father’s killers.

Few days passed while I was wandering around the streets, I started seeing missing posters with my face plastered on it. I decided to take off my shirt and use it to cover my face, lest other people recognize me. And because a few days have passed, I finally started robbing people.

I robbed every person I could find, then ran in the opposite direction without letting them catch me. I was too hungry so I did not care who I was robbing. I was able to rob fruits from a supermarket and because of my agility and my fighting skills, I was able to avoid people.

Within the years, I just repeated it again and again. I was starting to get more scheming with my tactics to rob people. Scamming others did not reach my mind as I focus on just robbing and robbing, continuously honing my fighting and fleeing skills. And with that, 5 years have passed and I am now 12 years’ old.

One day when I was wandering around an unknown area, I managed to spot someone familiar as I remember him clearly in my head. It was the mysterious man that visited my dad years ago and seeing his hateful face again, my steps became faster and faster while approaching him. With a knife which I got from searching the dumpsters, I lunged at him quickly, swinging my knife diagonally to his face.

He stops my swing by blocking my forearm with his arm, countering with an uppercut to my stomach. I saw his intention and quickly took a step back but to my surprise, my back was blocked by someone, then pushed me back to the mysterious man.

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I seem to have forgotten that this guy has bodyguards surrounding him due to my rage, so I was at fault for being stupid and not controlling my emotions. I continued fighting with him when I realized that I was surrounded. I was cornered by a dozen men, forcing me to cover my weak points which is my head, enduring their beatings.

“I wonder who you are for disturbing my work…” The mysterious man said while I shouted back at him while being beaten up, “I will kill you, I WILL KILL YOU!”

“Oh, quite the big words there young man. I wonder what I did to offend you, hmm?” He raised his hand, signaling the guards to stop beating me up. The guards then started undressing my mask, revealing my face.

‘He doesn’t even recognize me… I did not show myself to him at that time so no wonder.’ And just like that he then said, “Clean him up.” “Yes boss.”

The guards then started to beat me up again badly, meanwhile I had to endure their beatings. I was waiting for a chance to escape but with my luck, I was not able to find just one chance.

When I was completely beaten black and blue, they threw me into one of the dark alleys then covered me with trash bags. I have fainted from their beatings so I did not know that they threw me in the trash and only learnt of it when I woke up. I just sat with the trash bags for a while, learning and remembering my mistakes.

‘I shouldn’t have been way too naïve. I know full well that I could not defeat him yet but I just went ahead and started running towards him anyway. *sighs* lesson learned, I guess… I shouldn’t be controlled by my emotions and instead use them as fuel to think of solutions for my problem.’

With that thought done, I now stood up and continued wandering somewhere, without a destination in mind. Because I was too beat up, I started relying on scamming stupid people with different tactics. Sometimes though I get discovered so I quickly escape from their grasp then moving to a new location.

I did this continuously for three years until I finally had the courage to kill the richest people I could find but who would have known that I would completely hit a steel wall. It was the time I met my boss, Sir Lucas.

Now because of him, I was able to get back on track and he gave me a new identity. Heck, he even got me to a well-known high school so I promised to myself that I would even run through fire to help my boss.

That was one year ago by the way and that is how I got to this point. I have now started studying hard, making a few friends along the way. They did not know my past nor will I share it to them so that things would not go wrong again.

My situation currently is that it is now a school break so I am honing my fighting skills. This boss of mine seems a lot more mysterious than the man I met before because he seems to be standing at the top of the world already because of his wealth.

I got to know that because I recognized his items through the internet and I know that only the super rich people have those items so I don’t know why he said that he wanted to stand at the top when he already WAS standing at the top. With that said, this is the e-*blurghh*. A punch as loud as thunder woke me up from my daydreaming.

“What are you doing, spacing out for? Remember to always keep your mind working when fighting because you never know when your opponent will use a killer move.” A smooth voice passed through my ears, sternly reminding me of my mistakes. Well even though the voice was smooth, the look certainly did not.

What I was facing seems to be not human, with that dangerous vibe surrounding him. He is producing too much pressure and I don’t doubt that a normal human could withstand this amount of pressure, heh heh.