"What a pathetic way of life"
What is the author even doing?, giving birth to weakling in a strong family...’mm’Just as i imagined he become a minor villain a died as pathetic..in front of protagonist
Of course...anyone would become like that if a kid neglected by parents, and the sister who adores him lately showing disgust towards him at the later half of the story.. And his mind become twisted and clouded of hatred against gifted person(... indirectly towards protagonist and his own family)..Like a naive fool who though he could stronger by forming pact with demon. Only to be consumed by it own power and take over his body..
The greatest irony is he is killed by his own sister with the help of protagonist...what sore loser he is..Even at the death of his brother she never shown any empathy towards him.
If it was me, i would enjoy the moment of disappointment... and making a come back to the top...That is it, that’s the moment.... he exhaled deeply...
"Knock knock"
"Boss this is your final day in the cell" a baldy guy standing...
I let down my book on my bed looking at the baldy guy with a hand holding bat stick...
’Ooh let’s enjoy the show’he thought..
Baldy guy charges towards instantly striking down to my head horizontally...
I led my body into defensive stance crossing my both my hand blocking the strike...’this is it,this is the adventure in this world’ he thought.
"Now my turn" my fist turned moved instantly touch his stomach, the moment my fist touched he flew like a ragball stamp on to the opposite wall...
"Wow"
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Well you don’t know my my name isn’t it? My name is Varian Kale. I am in the juvenile centre, you guys may think i am a bad guy? Sadly i am not. I am completely nerd who enjoys reading adventure book an fool who is immersed in fantasy world...
It all happened in a day where i step to protect a girl from beating in the street hallway from bad guys.. Later did i known the bad guys have strong influence..
When the case have filed by the victim, the tables have flipped outside and i became the culprit. One of the most funnies part is that the victim girl supported the claim instead of rejecting it...Totally i am a complete idiot.
Well i am an underage person so they sent me to juvenile centre. As long as i kept my head down in juvenile centre, nothing would happen is what i thought, but it was actually opposite.. Moment a sheep enter in lions dens... You know what will happen.
First day a group had cornered me and i silently followed behind them to the narrow corridor without causing any scene...But i knew what is going to happen...Strangely i don’t feel any fear and i obediently surrender to beaten up. They don’t know one thing i am learning and watching their every move.. Then i noticed it.. they were amateurs or maybe who don’t have any basic stance...
I didn’t react or fight back, even i learn their move, that don’t mean anything because my body is very weak. Maybe that is why they pick on fight against me..
After getting beaten up, i got into my cell not with shedding tears but with amused smile touching my face.’what is this...what is this feeling? I thought.. Strangely i felt motivated..
Days continuation of exercise and beating like a schedule.. Everyday after they beaten me to pulp i exercise on my cell counting push up number and squats..
My body strangely felt more heavier and nore energetic through out the day...
.....
As always the regular group of amateurs took me to the narrow wall. They realized something change in his appearance let out a sarcastic laugh..
"Look look guys.. I told you he is training.. Did this bastard think he can change his fate by pathetic training" one of them pointing towards me "you are our punching bag, you will never change" as he said lunging forwards to me with fist.
Varians Persp...
..It was the same telegraphed move as always. He lunged forward, aiming a wild fist at my jaw, but I had already passed this test days ago. It was time to reply.
I moved first, snapping my arm up to block his strike. "I’ve already learned your moves," I said. Before he could pull back, I gripped his elbow and twisted without a shred of hesitation. A sharp crack echoed through the narrow corridor, followed immediately by his agonizing scream..
Now the next one try to grab my hand. But i reached his head with my leg stretching acrobatically kicking his head. With instant i can hear his jaw break and one of the teeth broken falling on the floor.. ’Wow that’s great’ he thought withe sense of amusement..
"DON’T GET COCKY" the last one shouted as he lunging forward like all the others..
Did this guy have no sense? Other two were just broken by these reckless action. ’JUST THINK BEFORE ACT...YOU BUFFOONS’ i screamed inside my thoughts....
I just hold his both hand wrapped and tucked under my one arm...
"/SLAP"
"/SLAP"
"/SLAP"
"/SL.... "
He is already in unconscious by the last slap...The i tossed him on the floor..
’What a boring people’
’At least put a decent fight’ he murmured while walking...
...
After the event, that prick never took a fight against me. They will avert their gaze if i ever saw them. ’This is what they called absolute fear or something’ he thought...
Later i tried to learn about people who had made names in the juvenile centre. Some of them already released.. But some were left in the cell...But still following the days some pricks were pick a fight on me again.. So i broke them apart..
After dugging some information i heard a name Viktor.. Actually i was itching to fight against him but i want to learn about his skills...So i practically followed him to gauge his skill. But i never got a chance of him fighting against anyone..
My days were run out...And i was released..
Present time..
’What a pity? I couldn’t see him fighting anyone’ thought
He then go back to his old house and pick some small stack of cash collected under his bed. He went to food stall to buy some food. On his way to return. He saw van rushing akwardly..
At one glance he understood the driver is drunken and the van is not under control
’Well that is not my concern’ he thought
About to move on his way when he sense the car is moving towards a kid who was just walking sideway on the road...
He instictly moved "well fuck" he said and reaching the kid in right time and shooing away the kid. But the van got me instead..
"well this time my luck really ran out" he murmured under the last breath