Prologue
Unknown's POV
As long as I can remember, nobody seemed to care about me. Not my family, nor my friends, absolutely nobody f. I always felt like nobody would enjoy me being alive. Or born.
Now, the dark emotions in my heart are still giving me strength to let go of my past life. Yet, I can't understand how I got to open my eyes from my slumber, but at least, I won't stay anymore in an empty space, watching heroes fighting, winning, losing, cry, laugh, or anything else. I will help them, they won't ignore my existence anymore.
The dark nothingness resembling my skin will probably continue to exist without me. I just hope that I can still go back there after quitting it. I always were alone, and this place where I ended was my new home.
Soon, my powers might reveal themselves. For now, I can only hope something.
I hope that I will become worthy to live, even if, in fact, I'm already dead.