‘Standing before me are two men in military uniforms.
Their physical features look exactly like the humans back in Kuala Lumpur.
Yet, the weapons in their hands, the neon-green atmosphere bleeding through the sky, and this floating stone platform prove that I am no longer on Earth.
They are asking where I came from.
How ironic.
If I told them that I starved to death in a dark alleyway of a concrete jungle because my wife and boss framed me, would they even believe it?
Or would they just look at me as some delusional child?
I look down at my tiny, five-year-old palms.
My body has shrunk, but the scars on my soul remain entirely unhealed.
The sting of betrayal, the agonizing hunger that ripped through my stomach on the streets, and the disgusted glares of society still feel incredibly fresh.
On Earth, I was too naive.
I trusted people too easily, allowing myself to be trampled upon and discarded like garbage.
Never again.
Not a second time.
The universe dragged me out of that hell and cast me onto the borders of this multiverse.
If this is indeed a second chance, I swear upon my soul that once starved to death…
I will never let anyone oppress me ever again.
I will become stronger than anyone else in this world.
These guards want an answer?
Fine.
I will play the part of a helpless, amnesiac child.
I must survive first, before I can hunt down my true destiny as The Last Legendary Slayer.’ CREATORS’ THOUGHTS UUL What do you think of this monologue?
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