“__”- talking

*__*- sound effects

[__]- thoughts

I sat in the darkness my legs crossed as I blankly stared at the void listening for the sounds. I do nothing but listen, what do I even listen for…

I listen for the voices

They are always there and sometimes… I can even understand them. The flowed like honey their sweet nectar flowing down my ears and turn into a sweet melody.

*whisper*whisper*

silence*

The silence startles me the voices have never stopped talking they were my form of comfort; they were what kept me from going insane in this pocket of endless black. I tried to move my arms apart but I couldn’t, my legs were so numb that they wouldn’t respond to my movement. I move my neck and my mouth forming incoherent sentences as I mumble and tried to bring back the sweet comfort the voices gave me. No matter what I do the voices don’t come back.

So I do the only thing I can… I scream… I scream like a drug addict that was having withdrawal symptoms and then I stopped just like the voices. Why did I stop it was because of the light that was shining onto me from a slit in what seemed to be, a door? The light shone it gave me comfort it gave me hope I craved this light but I was swallowed by darkness as one sentence was said to me. Looking back this was the sentence that had awoken me from this abyss, from this hell that I would rather forget.

“Oi, prisoner just cause it’s your execution day doesn’t mean you can do whatever the hell you want”

That word broke the dam that had been blurring my memories. The word prisoner echoed through my head.

[this is a prison? not an abyss meant to take my soul away, not some endless darkness]

My sanity was regained in that moment it might have been bent and broken but it was still there.

[why am I here anyway?]

Then my memories of that bitch returned, that bitch and her lies, I remember and I will never forget ever again.

*10 years ago*

I was just 8 and it was my birthday and then, it happened, that bitch came I won’t use her name not after what she did to me. She was standing in the middle of the neighborhood a rabid grin occupied her face, she was covered in blood head to toe with a knife in hand and by her feet were the tortured bodies of everyone I cared for everyone I loved. By her bloody feet was my everything, my parents, my family, my friends, my life, it was all gone, it was all dead just like my soul.

I had watched it all happen and I couldn’t move anything because she had drugged my birthday cake, but she looked at me with that grin and something snapped.

“RRRRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAARRRRRRR”

My throat burned with hatred as fire from the depths of hell burnt my very soul I ran like a maniac and took her knife trying to stab her with it but right before it hit. The knife was shot it shattered and snapped, the authorities had arrived and all they saw was a boy trying to kill the daughter of the CEO of the Magitech industry.

*flash back end*

I chuckled at my own misfortune my chuckle grew into laughter as I thought of how fortune truly does favor the rich and finally my laughter turned hysteric as I remembered a quote that I had heard just days before that birthday

“if God does exist he is not merciful, if God is merciful he does not exist”

My epiphany had changed me, it strengthened me it allowed me to break through the restraints that were holding me.

Just because I was in prison for 10 years doesn’t mean I haven’t got smarter. The first 2 years I was allowed to read and I had light, that means all I did for 2 years was read and then at the age of 10 they threw me into the darkness.

Stolen story; please report.

My laughter continued to grow until the guard looked into the cage once more.

No longer restrained I pulled him through the tiny slot and ate him. He was delicious I don’t know what drove me to eat him but I’m glad I did.

Ability absorbed: RPG: source Billy Bob the guard the world now has game like functions to the RPG user

Ability discovered: glutton this ability allows you to absorb the powers of those you eat

Ability fusion: glutton + body manipulation= reactive evolution

New species: Blood Mimic racial traits:

-body manipulation -skill mimicry -shapeshifting -immortality -next trait(s) will be unlocked after evolutions

I chuckle as I read the crimson screen

[this is going to be useful]

I look at the body and see that it is rapidly disintegrating and the glittering dust that disintegrates turns into a book I touch it and information on the book flows into my head

Book of Billy Bob

Choose one of Billy Bob’s skills

-Tattoos & ink

-Poison & plants

-Creation & variation

Tattoos would allow me to transcribe magic onto myself don’t know about ink, I can make poisonous plant with the second one, and creation and variation would give me various creation abilities I think and I quickly decide to click….

VOTE IN THE COMMENTS BELLOW

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The world they are living is not earth but it has advanced technology and magic but all sentient races live in one continent enclosed by walls which are surrounded by a forest filled with monsters.

Currency is in American dollars (definitely not cause the author is lazy and doesn’t want to make his own currency)

Also this is my first story and I speak Tamil and English is my second language so please help with the grammar

One more thing your choice will affect the story he will eventually get all of these powers but the first one will always be his main power also if you have a suggestion for powers put it in the comments