Thank you for deciding to read this story out of all the options that there are. Most of the characters in this are not from the games/anime/manga so hopefully, that makes things a bit interesting.
This will be the only author's note as I personally believe these notes break the mood of the work. The only exception to that is if there is a mistake in the order or some other kind of mishap.
So please, enjoy!
What is revenge? Many things can be categorized as good or bad, black or white, Yin and Yang. But somethings are referred to as 'gray' because they neither.
So then, what is revenge? Revenge is a subjective beast. It beats, steals, but it's also how things can finally settle.
I lived in a city another country for a while. I was studying abroad in college then it happened.
It was a beautiful day, but not in the cliché way you're thinking of. It was raining outside, the clouds were broody and the fog settled just right. And on that day, I was hungry so I went to Denny's.
I was dirt poor—what else would you expect from a college student?
So I had ordered pancakes and I was waiting for them to arrive, and the sound of a scream rang out. A slinking teenager walked in. He had knocked over a glass jar. He was drooling, muttering something. That long, thin black hair and that boney face are things I will never forget.
He looked right at me, taking long strides until his eyes were up against mine. I could tell that the dust settled in the restaurant, as the silence meant that everyone was waiting to see what would happen next.
Then, I saw a sliver of steel and next thing I knew, there's a knife in my stomach.
It feels like when you get a nasty splinter in your foot that keeps getting wedged further and further in. That tiny insufferable pain multiplied a thousand times.
The kid tilted his head and smiled.
"How does Despair feel?"
