[Prologue]

“Just die”. Those were the last words I said before my throat was crushed under a man’s foot, right now I’m flat on my back and choking on my own blood and the only thing I could hear were many men laughing and a single woman screaming with a mixture of pain and pleasure.

My vision was blurred by my blood but I could just see the men surrounding me, they wore sadistic smiles and I understood that they found it amusing to see me suffer.

As my life slowly left my body I noticed that one of the men slowly picked up something that looked like a large rock and held it above my head and before I could do anything my vision which was a bloody red suddenly turned into an empty black, it was sudden but I soon realise that the man dropped the large rock and crushed my skull.

As I drifted in the empty abyss I thought long and well long enough to think about what happened and how I lived my life up till now and boy did it suck. “Well, I’m dead now…” oh yeah I should give some backstory otherwise you won’t know the shit I’ve been through, so my life up till now has been a nothing but a never ending parade of failure and fuck ups, it was disgusting, painful and just down right shameful, everything I went through all the pain and suffering to try living a better life was only to die like a dog and be forgotten like a piece of shit, cause right now I truly believe that this world thought of me as a sick joke.

My name is Aerico and I was a 15-year old bastard child with a body that made me look like an 5th grader I should be old enough to go to high school but I couldn’t go for reasons. I lived in a depraved city where crime was rampant, homeless and corrupt people gather and murder is so common that no one gives a damn, not even the authorities. Being related to a drug addicted prostitute mother who only saw her son as a liability didn’t make life any better, I never held anything against her mainly because most of my anger is towards my father, I’ve never even seen my father, he left when I was very young and I don’t plan on meeting the man that abandoned and sold us off but if I did meet him I’d break all his bones, cut him up and feed him to the dogs, then the dogs would shit him out eat the shit throw him back up and then eat him again.

I was living in a rundown two story apartment with my mother and the first words that came to mind were “disgusting”, the building was located in the most isolated part of the city and this is the area where most rapes and murders occur but the building itself stood out from all the ruined concrete buildings in the area, it was made from wood that had already started to decay and trash laid by every door step, this caused diseased animals and bugs infested the building and cause many problems, normally I wouldn’t call this place home but it’s the only one I’ve ever known.

This shitty apartment is owned by a drug dealer named Rick and he’s the one my father sold us to so he could pay back his gambling debt, so now Rick owns me and my mother. I work every day to pay back my father’s dept. which no longer exists but as time goes on the amount to pay back keeps getting higher not just from the unnecessary interest but because my mother sells her body to earn money and would immediately use that money to buy more drugs from Rick.

The drugs she took were the speed ball (which is a mixture of cocaine and heroin) and LSD (acid pills), both drugs give the consumer an insanely abnormal rush, hallucinations and the feeling of severing one’s mind from reality, the side effects would leave the victim with severe brain damage, uncontrollable addiction and will most likely die, my mother was driven to insanity by the large amount of drugs she would be forced to consume every time men had their way with her. Normally the users of the drugs don’t last long and from my experiences from seeing others in the same state I knew my mother wouldn’t live long if she keeps using the drugs.

Every day I would be woken up early in the morning and be given multiple “tasks” by Rick that would need to be completed by the end of the day, aside from my short statue I was considerably smart for my age and that helped me survive much longer than other kids my age but the tasks were still difficult, dangerous and not only that but also extremely time consuming. They would range from making and selling the drugs that fucked up my mother, spying on opposing drug trades, sabotage policemen’s cars and get a beating from any unhappy customers if I'm lucky and stealing anything I could get my hands on but the worst of the tasks by far are the ones during nighttime when I'm forced to be somebody’s plaything.

Having a small body and a cute face had no advantages in this type of job, there are so many fucked up people in this city that both male and female clients would love to see my little body twisted with pain and agony as they do whatever they want with me. It was so bad to the point that if you can imagine fucked up adults doing whatever they wanted to a small child that couldn’t oppose them then it probably happened to me.

When I finished my tasks I would be left in my crappy room until Rick had more use for me and that would be my average day in this hell hole and you may think if I could freely roam around the city why don’t I run away from here and leave my no good mother? I wouldn’t have to suffer any more and out there couldn’t be as bad as this place. Simple because she’s my mother and she’s all I’ve got in this world, it isn’t her fault that we’re here now but we must hold out a little longer until I find an opening to escape and even if she’s lost all hope I still haven’t, one day we’ll leave this place and we’ll run away from this city, we’ll start a new life somewhere where we could live a normal peaceful life like I see in videos and anime but that day will have to wait since I’m stuck in this room.

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During this time of day, I would spend the remaining time secretly watch Rick play his RPG games and anime or I would be reading whatever books I could find while doing tasks, my favorite was about the human hero saving the princess by killing the evil monster, I really liked that story it was an amazing read but the only thing that confused me was why did the hero have to kill the monster? The story called the monster evil but it didn’t mention why he was evil? It didn’t say that he kidnapped the princess, did he kill someone? Did he abandon those closes to him? Was it just because he was different? Or maybe the princess fell in love with the monster and the hero was jealous.

If that’s what defines evil, then the hero was the real villain, he will call something evil and believes it justifies the act of murder. When I think about it the hero in the story and the humans in the real world they are both the same, anything they say can justify the inhuman actions they can commit, kill whatever they don’t like, torment people because it’s fun and it sickens me to think that we are from the same species, if that what it’s like to be human then they can just die out cause I’d rather not be one of them.

Suddenly while thinking about the subject several men came barging into my room with a “evil” look on their faces with Rick leading carrying my mother by her hair, I knew something wasn’t right.

[Rick] “What the fuck you lookin at you little shit!!” Rick shouted in an enraged voice

[Aerico] “Rick! Let go of my mum, we finished todays work and paid you!”

[Rick] “You have a lot of balls talking like that when you tried to steal from me!!”

Suddenly a cold chill run down my spine, I had no idea what he meant but he was accusing me for stealing.

[Aerico] “What are you talki…”

BANG!

[Aerico] “Aaaaahhhhh!!”

The pain from my leg burned as Rick shot into it, I fell face first onto the floor and as I look up towards Rick, he then threw a large bag towards me and my eyes widened to see the bag was filled with nothing but cash and drugs.

[Rick] “Well you little shit, this slut here was about to run off with “MY” money, she also said it was all your idea!”.

My vision went blank when I heard those words, I was so filled with rage that I just let out everything I was thinking.

[Aerico] “What the fuck mum! what were you thinking!? All this time you didn’t do anything to help me and you were going to leave just like that, were you going to leave me here just like dad!?

I was shocked and so betrayed that my own mother the only one I can trust in this depraved city tried to runout on me and blame for her mistakes,

I was going to continue yelling at my dead brain mother but one of the men took a kicking stance and smashed his foot into my jaw dislocating it upon impact

[Rick] “Well even if you didn’t steal from me, I don’t need you anymore. Hey you guys, the brat and slut, do what you want with them but kill them afterwards!”

[Man 1] “Aw hell yeah, your too kind boss, let me get a taste of that loose bitch!”

[Man 2] “I call dibs on her ass, you can fuck that kid’s ass instead!”

[Man 3] “Fine by me, I love fucking little boys anyway”

[Man 1] “That’s fucked up man”

[Man 3] “Show me someone in this city that isn’t fucked up”

[All Men] “Ahahaha!!

[Man 2] “That’s so true isn’t it”

After the men exchange their pleasantries they continued to assault me till I stopped screaming and blacked out, they ravish both mine and my mother’s body and spend several hours using me like some meat doll, I my body was in so much pain that I lost track of time. The feeling of being betrayed by the only person I could trust and what those men were doing to me broke my mind, suddenly a man took out his knife and stabbed the wound on my leg where the bullet was shot I snapped back into reality and started to scream again, I yelled at them with my hated filled emotions and you know what happens next, they killed me by crushing my throat and skull.

While in death time was warped and the world itself was weird, I didn’t know how long I’ve been there or tell the difference between up from down, my feelings came together and enraged me. I was filled with hatred and complete disgust, how could I trust my mother she was broken long before I decided to run away and I believe she would be there when I needed her, being betrayed hurt so much than the beating I took. If there is god in this world, then how can he let something like this happen to me? To live my life in a cage with no chance of escape and to have those closest to me backstab me for their own benefits, it’s so unfair.

My mind suddenly focused when a light appeared, it was small and far away and somehow magically beautiful but something was pulling me towards it, the light grew bigger and bigger I felt strange like something incredible is happening and I thought to myself am I getting a second chance at life? If so let me live like a human again but with the power, no one will control me and I will live for me and only me. After I finished my thoughts, something phenomenal appeared before me as I entered the light.

[Congratulations you have been Reincarnated]

[God Title acquired – Corrupt Soul]