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Tragic Hero
My life? This was my life.
I was born with only one parent; my father was never around.
When I was born, I contracted a … 'disease', the only thing my father ever gave me. This disease haunted me every day of my life. It filled me with dread and doubt, and sentenced me to be not only a danger to myself, but everything and everyone I would ever care about. I had no choice but to be alone and push others away. It was a curse in my very blood.
My only parent and a scarce bright spot of my existence was my mother. She taught me everything I hold dear, and every moment with her I cherished. I loved her above everything. But…
I didn't have very long with my mother. She died relatively young … because she was murdered in cold blood. I was only 13 years old.
Next, I lived and trained with my grandfather, hoping to destroy the killer. And I did, avenging my mother's murder…
The next moment was met … with a hail of bullets tearing through me. That's what he planned. My grandfather, who I trusted, betrayed me … with a bullet to the head!
The next year, I finally met my father. Before that however, my grandfather hunted me down, and chained me up like a dog. My disease grew worse and worse by the minute.
After I freed myself, my father and I finally met face-to-face… That's when he tried to kill me too.
I emerged with my life. Moments later, however, my great grandfather was finally released. This sent my disease in complete overdrive… and I finally lost control.
Eventually, I defeated my great-grandfather … but that's when the voice started…
The end of the world… That's what faced me next, with only one way to escape. The world needed to be filled with negative energy: malice, anger, sorrow, and hate. And the one true way for success? It needed to be directed somewhere, and I could only focus it … by turning it on myself. Only then would the threat be manifest where I, only one with the power to stop it, could destroy it.
Only I had the power (and desire) to save the world. To do it, I had make the same world hate and loathe me enough to bring evil incarnate to life, And, when I finally did, no one would ever know why or what I did… It's the story of my life.
But I did it, and destroyed myself in the process. When I died, people cheered when they found out. I gave everything … to die a tyrant and monster to the world I saved. No one knew what I went through … and I don't think anyone cared. No one shed tears for me, no one mourned me, and no one will miss me.
So, to answer the question, how did I live my life…? Well, I say … What life?
In a way, I'm almost … relieved it's all over. After all, it's not like I ever had a chance at it. Maybe … I'll find some peace…
Hm? I forgot someone? … Right … her. She'd be the only, but … I guess she is … the exception.
What? What do you mean it's not over?
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To Be Continued