Every born person is unequal, just depending on what gender, family, country or even world you are already different. Some people have luck, gaining a wonderful and complete life, however others have to deal with life itself.

My case was the second one, being an orphan from a young age I didn't have an easy life, however it was still acceptable. Until the age of ten years old I can truly say that I didn't truly hate life, it's true that I have always had curiosity about who were my parents but because every child at the orphanage was the same no one cared too much about it. The life was quite standard, we just helped the adults that were at the place sometimes with whatever they needed and as payment we could eat and had a place to sleep.

However there was one scary man, he came from time to time to the orphanage and he always took a child with him without care for gender, fortunately he never cared about me, and i say this because every child he took they... never came back. When I asked about him to the directors of the orphanage they just told me to shut up and that we could eat and sleep because of that man, even when they told me that, I could only think about his fat body and that smirk that never left his face, but the worst thing were his eyes, as if they wanted to eat you whole.

The problems started when I was ten years old because the orphanage could only support a child until that age, at least they said so. It is quite ironic, I had never gone to school nor did i have knowledge about the world itself.

When I was out I... was scared, what exactly did they expect me to do?, I just started walking, without a place to go. I remember that all the houses around me were made of wood and the people here weren't truly happy, many were so weak, so thin that you could even see the skeleton, but I wasn't truly focusing on anything, I was just moving without thinking, but there was one common thing apart from all this, and that was that there were always a cry, be it for pure sadness, hunger or pain. At some point I... found a body, in my ignorance i didn't truly know that the person was dead, but with time I knew.

That body... the skin was totally stuck to the bones, showing the full skeleton however the worst part was the head, having just a little bit of white hair, leaving ample zones without any hair, that mouth that was fully open and lastly those eyes without any light, even without truly knowing that the person was dead I trembled and cried, in the middle of who knows where and covered by the voice of many who were doing the same but for different motives. No one cared about me.

At the start it was truly hard for me to live, hunger was always calling at my door... and forcing it open. To solve this problem I started to steal food from other people, I have to say that i learnt quite fast about stealing, it was almost an instinct, wait for the right time and... take it. I lived like that for three years, taking whatever I needed from others, however with time I was becoming quite notorious, one day I was caught and... do you know what they did?, first they took me away to a room, then they started to hit me, calling me scum and saying that people like me should be dead, I felt pain all over my body, be it from punches, kicks... At some point they stopped, I thought is this finally the end?, all my body was hurting like hell but then they moved me away, I remember that I was placed on an object, I could feel it over all my back, however on the backside of my leg I didn't feel anything but I did again on my heel. Shortly I understood why, they hitted my legs with a hammer and they were utterly destroyed. I passed out from the pain.

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Unfortunately I wasn't dead, when I woke up I noticed that they throwed me away and I was over a pile of corpses. I couldn't move and even worse, I didn't feel my legs, the only thing I could do was to cry. For days I just stayed there, in time my cry was giving way to my fear, would I die out of hunger? would I become another body on the street?. 

The answer was... yes.

It was at the sixth day when I finally died out of hunger, finally I had rest.

...

However I appeared in a black space, instinctively I knew that I wasn't actually seeing anything, it was something more... primordial, at some point my awareness perceived a little girl who started to talk to me:

-Well well, dying young aren't you? Tehehe

When I heard the girl laugh I couldn't help asking:

-Aren't you younger than me? and what are you laughing about uh?

She stopped laughing and focused her eyes on me then said:

-What a normal response... you aren't interesting, well let's go to official business then shall we?

-What do you mean official business?

-I'm here because you are dead you know? In fact, it's not even normal that I appear to a soul.

-W... what do you mean?

-I decided to let you reincarnate in another world, you know it was quite sad that you died without truly knowing kindness and being so utterly ignorant about everything. It's a reward from the great me!

-Really? why do I feel like this is more like a punishment

-Tehehe, you actually have a good sense, I will tell you the truth, I'm bored here so I usually enjoy seeing people suffer, and you were quite interesting, especially those last days... aaaahhh, just thinking about it makes me feel... ecstatic.

-Wait a second! you are actually reincarnating me just to entertain you and see if I can end with an even greater suffering??!!. I'm not interested!

-Not exactly... you see I will actually give you a little bonus because I actually prefer to see struggles rather than pure suffering. So I will give you a little extra:

You have received the passive ability Stat absorption

-What the hell is this!?

-It's a gift, you will be able to read what it does when I send you to the world that you are going to.

-I said I'm not interested!

-But I never said that you had an option and just for your information... I don't care, but think about it, you will have another chance at life, you will be able to do many things that you thought were impossible.

-... What things?

-Now that I think about it you don't even have a basic knowledge about anything, it seems I will have to give you another thing, be grateful!

You have received the passive ability Basic knowledge

After receiving the ability I started to get a lot of knowledge about life, be it math, language, science... I started to understand my own life and how stupid and ignorant I was. Why didn't I focus more on details, people and... everything.

-Tehehe, I think it's time for you to go, make it interesting boy! I will be watching.

-W... wait where am I going?

With that, I was left alone again in darkness while feeling like I was moving. A few moments later I could see again.