Prologue
"I was a light that would soon be consumed by its darkness"
The act of snatching is wrong in itself, from the moment we are born, we take something from someone.
"Life" itself is a continuous act of committing sins.
"Life" is the true definition of "evil".
I admit that I'm evil ... now I see it.
One day a small ball of hair was born, despite the fact that in order to exist another life was charged, he was protected since then and believed in simple things, magical things, good things, it was the only thing he knew.
He knew "goodness" and "kindness" in the people who lived next to him.
One day during its heyday, he lived true cruelty, but again he was protected. This did nothing but prevent him from being aware of the knowledge in his world.
Consequently I end up snatching happiness from many beings by unconsciously creating that calamity, that horror.
That "goodness" would not work now, he needed to find that force that matched his enemy.
In the end he succumbed to that despair, the being of light only illuminated what was right for him, but never that which was deep.
"Well ... No matter how much light there is in a room you will always see a shadow".
The being of vague light aimlessly through an unknown world, was alone until a hand was raised in front of him and offered him help.
They didn't teach you not to trust strangers?
Once again his naivety cost him everything.
That supposed to be friendly brought him down and when the being of light had returned to himself, he was in a cell, cold and stinky.
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In front of me was a piece of raw meat with a very strong smell, in that I hear a voice from the other side of the door, shouting that i ate it, i did not want to, but after boiling water was poured over and over again so i finally relented.
At first I was afraid to try but did not have another, after taking the first bite I noticed that it was not as rancid or bad as he thought, so I end up eating everything.
Being behind the river door, - Hehehe, I hope what you enjoyed there is more where it came from - and then pointed to the hall, even in his cell I try to see what he was talking about.
Then he saw the body of a dead individual who was of the same species, a lion, with a missing piece in the abdomen.
The smell is the same as that of his flesh.
- no, no, no, no, ¡no!
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The days went by in that dark place, and the next thing that happened was the worst.
- Aaah, aaah, aaagh
The deafening cry of wailing, the sensation of the skin being cut and the hair torn off.
The images of his light were still in his mind, but slowly they became opaque, and only erased.
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I opened my eyes, there was a tunnel through which a light entered, i desperate ran through it, but now my feet did not feel it, it was obvious if the tendons were cut.
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The heat ran through his body, but not the heat of life, but the heat of hemoglobin itself, leaving the body.
He no longer felt anything, the pain was gone for him ... I remain unconscious.
When dreaming, Thousands of whispers arose and all with a tone of anguish, which slowly became more and more animated?
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- Hey boy, I think you should learn to understand your surroundings, you will die unless you stay sane.
The being perplexed in front of him was a nightmare figure, looked like a corpse but with a strange shape, was that a demon or had he gone mad?
(What was is this nightmare being?) The being took my hands and suddenly I was at home.
I felt out of place but I recognized even the smallest detail of that meadow, so I saw their loved ones together. I ran crying with happiness but then i just went through them as if he were a ghost, then i saw how some were chatting playing, i was so pretty but i felt excluded.
The demon took my hand again, and found a grave full of moss with withered flowers. It was his.
Was he dead for them? Everyone is still living and he is forgotten. Suddenly the demon touched his shoulder and he turned his head to see him.
The demon changed his appearance, now taking the form of his person, while shouting:
- Nasty, idiot, useless, you should never have existed.
He could never really please them, he could never really protect them. The individua collapsed on his knees.
The demon stopped and ran a hand over his face, and when he lifted it I hear from his lips:
-"You will show that you are capable or will continue to be... weak"
Something broke in the fractured being.
I take the demon's neck and strangle it while saying: - I will prove it! I will prove it! I will prove it! I am not weak! I am not trash! They are those who did this! They...
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When the same metals woke up they punctured him again, but the red substance spilled but there was not a single scream or groan. Instead...
- Hahaha
- Hahahaha
- Hahahaha
Laughs, those punches didn't hurt, those wounds didn't hurt, the burns didn't hurt.
Nothing did it anymore, that face, before full of tears, now a golden eye like the Sun and the other dark like the moonless night illuminated by a scarlet glow, adding a smile of fun and satisfaction.
After understanding the new emotions, he broke the chains of his oppression and stretched every muscle, while the beings he was once afraid of were torn apart by him, by his new power, by his new being.
Laughter was heard between that gloomy scene and the image in the middle was not a light of hope but a nightmare figure, a demon dressed in white-skinned crabs and while standing in a beautiful field of flowers, or at least that scene is what the ancient being of diluted light, because for anyone's eyes they could only see an immense trace ... of death.