Hi everyone,
This is my first ever published fanfiction...so please forgive me for my poor writing skills.^^'
Also I'm not a native english speaker, please forgive me for possible errors.
I tried my best!
However enjoy reading it. =D
Disclaimer: I do not profit from this rights of the characters used in this story go to their original that case Kazuki Takahashi.
I've always been alone.
People were screaming,crowds were running. The village was on fire.
No one ever cared about me.
A little boy was sitting on the ground, whimpering. The people ignored him and passed by. Tried to find a way to escape.
No one tried to help me.
He repeated muttering 'father'.Hoping he would find his little son. But he never came.
Those I loved left me.
The boy hid behind a wall and watched how his people got slaughtered. One after another. All burnt down and those who tried to escape tortured by the soldiers. A tear stroked down his right cheek.
The others...
The boy was now living on his own without a home. Forced to steal and live an illegitimate life. Once he stole some bread from a rich man, his guard caught him.
All they did was hurting me.
The man came personally to torture the boy. He took his knife out and placed it on his right cheek. The boy screamed in pain.
Why should I feel any different about them?
The boy was now a grown man. He was strong enough to defend himself.
They didn't deserve better treatment from me.
People who tried to provoke him now regretted it instantly.
I've always been alone.
Always.
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