Standing On Top of a building. hearing the noises of the bustling city below me almost sounding like birds within the hillside, my hands and arms wide open as i show the world my grand finale.
With a swift move i lean forward and drop, wind flowing through my hair and clothing as if im skydiving but then the impossible happened.
As if the god gave me a chance to live after my horrendous life with my parents being super strict and overprotective.
Why do i have to be chosen??
Why do i have to be the one to live longer just so i can suffer?
What does the system want from me?
Wait..System? A message pops up like a game notification
Saying "Self Harm is Not an option".
"The hell is this bullshit?" i say to myself as i get rid of the message.
Did my depression Give me powers? impossible to think that.
Did those bastards who experimented got what they wanted?
A massive Killing machine in the form of my own body?
Who the hell wants that?
Who is it that wants my body for their own profit?
I've been tortured enough to the point of a weird shadow entity encountered me in my limp body.
i was being shot, trapped and used for research.
A superhuman capable of going beyond the universe they say.
That's fucking bullshit. this is not fiction. its the real world.
All of these thoughts are racing through my mind.
I get up from my fall as if i negated fall damage to see thousands of people surrounding me and freaked out as if im a zombie who just survived a 500ft fall.
"What?, I just happen to be lucky" i say to them
all of them flabbergasted at my response, deep down i know that this is not normal for them.
But i mean i harmed myself many times before this but i healed right after each wound.
Combat training? Bullshit.
Intelligence test? absolutely stupid.
What else did they want me in that base?....
i need to go back and erase what started.
i need to kill them all...
i cant get to live a good life as a normal human being, no i get to be looked as an anomaly.
a demon covered in human skin.
Thats not how i want to live.
I am human, i have made mistakes but this one...
i wont let it happen again to anyone.
i walk off from the scene as i hear screaming behind me.
my eyes react faster than my head as i turn to see someone flying off with a woman they seemingly taken her away.
The fuck is this super hero story. the reality is people would not budge or too weak for this bullshittery.
i sigh as i just wanna give at least some kindness to people i. need as i run fast enough to catch up to the kidnapper and point my finger at his head.
"Boom." i say as a beam pierces through it's brain falling down like a fly and pick up the woman. putting her down and say to her "i usually dont help but consider this your lucky day. i got other jobs to do."
She holds my hand tightly. I know these shenanigans before, from comics and manga. loving someone at first sight.
I sigh and look at her "Be quick about it"
She softly spoke up "I just wanted to say thank you.. i usually get taken away but people just walk off without me saying anything"
Something snapped at that moment. She is basically another version of me. am i going crazy?
her thank you was genuine. not like an npc.
I help her with her stuff and wave off but then i notice something on my pocket.
"You gotta be kidding me...." i say to myself as it is a paper with a phone number written on it.
I knew exactly what she was thinking, but i sighed and went to my crusty musty apartment complex, god can someone clean this fucking place?! the rooms themselves are relatively clean but the hallways and even outside are full of trash!
After all that rambling within my brain i decided to call up the number and as i predicted it was her.
"Hello?" i say.
"2 pm, Tomorrow" she said
"No time for dates miss." i say softly.
"Oh please it's just us two hanging out." she said with a slight happy tone
"Well flirting with me wont work anyway" i say to her with defeat in my tone. i know there are crazy women craving for someone or just attention alone.
"I find it stupid without knowing them first." she said.
it surprised me but hey she's got brains... at least i hope so.
"So. Does it sound good?" she said
i respond quickly "Yea, 2pm it is."
and thus my stupid journey begins.