I wake up and look around me, my head is killing me. I'm inside an empty temple, it's dark the air is stale. It's probably deep underground or no one has been here in ages.

Speaking of which it's really hard to see since the only lighting is coming from a single small hole in the ceiling, still I think I'm big enough to climb up it.

'Argh~!!! Damn my head hurts. What am I doing here?'

"Who said that?"

I was instantly alarmed at the unknown voice. I should quickly leave this place and return to my village. The last thing I remember is meeting some sort of cult while traveling.

Wait, how exactly do I get out? Will it be safe outside? And why did they bring me to their altar? The voice has been quite for quite some time now.

"I know your there. I want to get out, release me from here."

Maybe I just made it up? Whatever nothing is happening and I hate to leave before they come back, that hole is my only option at this moment.

But it's too high for me I will need something to reach it. Looking back this altar is pretty high. *smirk*

That will teach their god to mess with random innocent people. It's also not that heavy. The altar looks like a normal human being, if I wasn't certain I had been captured by a cult I'd say it was an ordinary statue.

I drag it below the hole, and make my climb up to the shoulders before reaching for the hole. Luckily it's small otherwise I wouldn't be able to climb it without help.

But like so I can just hold on to both of the walls, or dig slightly inside the dirt. some roots are sticking from here and there so it's easier to climb in some places.

As I get out I find that I'm strangely close to my village, I should probably go to my house. My parents must be worried sick.

We have quite a bit of money problems and I'm the 5th child, the oldest at an age of 16. So I'll be sold to the slavers to work in the mine, that way my younger siblings and parents can live.

Selling your children to the slavers is quite common and I always knew it would happen so it didn't come to me as a shock. I'm just happy I grew up living in comfort.

And besides when I get old enough I will be able to take half of my money and live off somewhere. The other half is sent to my parents every year.

I'm to be sold by the end of this week, so I must hurry to get back. I don't want them to think I abandoned my family.

As I make my way across the village and to my house I hear some loud noises coming from there so I increase my pace.

"Hey bastard, where's the kid you promised us. Did you think we'd let you take that silver before. If the runt ran away then you'll have to compensate."

"Wait, please I will give you both my sons but just don't touch any of the girls and my wife. Please, I won't be able to live with myself if I let you take them."

"It's your fault for taking the silver in advance, you know that it's rarely done considering what happens if you don't keep your end of the deal. Your wife, and those little girls will go straight to the brothel."

"Stop"

Just as he reaches out I let out a yell and come panting to my father.

*Slap*

The slap was so hard that I was knocked to the ground a meter from my father. He was a violent man, a horrible father and a drunk. The one thing I'd regret for leaving my family is leaving him with them.

"Son where did you go. Do you see the kind of mess you made. Quickly go with these people, before you anger me further."

I take my eyes of the ground to look at the piece of shit that is my father. I'm not the best of people, I've pick pocketed people, sold illegal things, killed and other things. But I've done it all for my family.

Living with this drunk forced me to become what I am today. He spent everything he earned for booze and women even thought he has my mother.

I've been the one to look after the family and now I'm being sold as a slave, there's nothing I can do since he already took the silver from these people. If I ran away now I'd only cause a bigger mess.

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"Hehe, Roger you are quite lucky this time. I'd have enjoyed one of your girls if it weren't for the kid."

"Eh, don't worry about it, if you can pay enough I'd give her to you any time."

"Oh it appears we'd be good friends after this deal with the kid"

Hearing their conversation, I can't help but feel my blood boiling inside me. This scum he not only sold his son, cheated on his wife and leaches of my family, he also intents to sell my sisters like prostitutes. The are only 8-9 years old, you bastard.

"Don't sell them. You piece of shit, If you sell even them I won't forgive you."

Standing on my feat I look at him with my bloodshot eyes. I'm quite weak without a weapon I'd never be able to kill someone unless he starved for a month. But even so I'd be willing to give my soul to kill this man.

"Heh, I'm amazed Roger your kid's got some will in his eyes. They'll enjoy breaking him in the mines. Let me just give him a taste of what's to come."

Moments after I could no longer stand up. Damn being beaten up like a dog. I hate this life. The only thing I have is my family and now it's being taken from me.

At least I should kill this man, my father If only I could do that before I leave, then I'll be able to live with an easy hearth. If only I had power I would kill him.

'If you want power, I can give it to you.'

"Who..."

'But you'll have to do something for me in exchange, do we have a deal?'

"If only..."

'I could kill him, before I go, then I'd do anything'

"Yes"

Suddenly my hazy mind flares up and my surroundings become sharper, new strength fills every inch of my body and I feel invigorated. My muscles tense up and I get up on my feet.

The slaver looks at me in shock that I can still move my body after beating me to a pulp and kicking me more than 20 times.

I feel my woulds itching and my muscles tighten more and more. It feels like an explosion in my body, a spring being tighten to it's limit ready to explode.

I mustn't hurt the slaver, otherwise I'd bring trouble to my family.

The slavers are a big organization in the kingdom and hold much power and influence. If I rebel against them here I'd doom my family to a life worst than mine when I had to provide for them.

I don't want them to experience what it's like to be forced to kill, rob and kidnap innocent. Or look at the things that those who aren't do. Just so that they can spare a couple of more copper or silver to live.

I take a big step forward and before anyone could react I slam my fist into my father, crushing his face and bending his skull inwards. The feeling I feel in this moment is bliss.

The happiest moment in my existence. I've never felt happier in my life. Sex, rape, drinking, drugs nothing I've ever experienced has led me to this sense of fulfillment.

I've never experienced pleasure in the horrible things I've done in my life. The dark side of the world. Working in every way possible.

Selling my body, testing addictive drugs, raping someone, kidnapping children, drinking to wash away my consciousness. But I never gave up.

I gave away my body for my family. I tested the most addictive drugs and experimental ones, but my family kept my sanity in place. I raped people as revenge for the money which I provided my family. I kidnapped and sold children and people so I could bring food to the house. And in those unbearable days I let myself have a single beer so I don't go crazy and kill myself, because then my family will be left alone with this monster.

Seeing that It finally ended, he's dead. I've lifted this life long burden from my family I finally notice my strength leaving me and fall to the ground with a smile.

The first time I've genuinely smiled from happiness since I was born.