Chapter 53: Three Wretched Intertwined Destinies (1)
In the room, various complex geometric patterns glowed all across the room with a fantastical light, along with various futuristic tube-like wires connected to the figure that stood in the center of the room.
The figure belonged to a young girl, about 10 years old, her long waist-length hair was a mixture of black and white color, and her mysterious eyes with countless euclidean geometry like shapes in them both felt captivating and unsettling, chipping away at the sanity of those who dared to look into them.
Slowly, she opened her eyes, her hands and legs tied by the tubes inserted inside of her. The geometric patterns throughout the room that restricted her strength confined her into the room.
Soon, her lips parted.
"Bring him to me"
Her voice was soft, low, soothing ...divine.
Those words shook the whole room.
Everyone in the building heard her words, as if, it was transmitted into their brains.
In about 10 minutes, a man came rushing, he seemed to be in his 50's.
He didn't enter the room, he remained outside and looked at the girl through the glass.
"You ...have woken up." He said, trying to control his huffing.
"I made a mistake," The girl said with a sad voice, the man felt confused but didn't say anything and the girl continued.
"I didn't mean to make them sad but I ended up making them sad, I didn't mean to hurt them but I ended up hurting them, I didn't mean to make them suffer but I ended up making them suffer, I deserve to die by their hands, they have the right to kill me for all I did to them, even though all I wanted was to live with them." The girl said, her voice pained, so so pained, as if she was hurting very much, tears streamed down her cheeks.
The man found himself startled unable to comprehend anything of what she was trying to say.
And then, her tears stopped and a twisted smile formed on her face.
"But ...they are going to come! Both of them are going to come! They sure will and nothing could stop them! They will make you all pay for all you have done, every one of you! They will both bring your doom along with them! Hahahahahaha! " She laughed and laughed and laughed hysterically.
And soon after she once again fell into her slumber.
The man stood there, sweating profusely, scared.
The Goddess has prophesized their arriving doom.
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Screams.
Countless screams rang into his ears.
Behind a glass stood a kid, barely 6 years, old. His black hair and black dark eyes looked through the glass toward hundreds of children.
'This happened because of me.'
He blamed himself.
"It seems like another failure, what do you think?" A man in a white coat approached the boy.
"I will need more time, I need to restudy from scratch," The boy said with a tired voice.
"Is that so? I hope it works next time, we will use your friend No. 44 next time for our experiment" The man said smirking, the boy didn't give a single reaction and kept his indifferent expression, not liking it the man huffed and sent the boy to his room.
Upon entering the room, he went straight towards the washroom.
The only place with no cameras.
His indifferent expression turned into a raged one, his fists clenched tightly.
"Those bastards! I will kill them, I will kill them all! Just you wait!" he shouted, his black dark eyes, like an abyss gleamed with a dangerous glint.
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It was raining that day when that lady saw that boy and the boy saw that lady.
Both when locked eyes with each other, stopped.
The lady had black hair and brown eyes while the boy had black hair and black empty eyes, stood in front of each other.
"How old are you?" The lady questioned.
"Four" The boy answered.
It didn't sit right with her.
His eyes felt empty, his voice so utterly devoid of any devotion.
'A child shouldn't be like that'
She thought.
"Where are your parents?" She asked.
"They couldn't afford my medical fees, so they decided to abandon me when I couldn't even crawl. Currently, homeless, on my way to steal some food. Gotta do something for a living." The boy answered, words like those coming from a 4-year-old felt weird but that wasn't what caught the lady's attention.
She felt her heart stop and her hands trembled a little.
Soon she came to her senses and asked.
"Want to live with me?" She asked
"You won't kick me out later down the line?" The boy asked.
The lady scrunched her face.
"I won't. And who taught you to speak like that?" She asked
"Time teaches everything" The boy replied, the lady grumbled a little.
"You are weird. Now I have a weird son"
"At least wait for the paperwork to be done before declaring shit, would be so embarrassing if the authorities refused to give you my custody" The boy replied with his dead tone.
"...You little shit"
"Ah, an abusive parent is what I am getting, maybe I should remain homeless chil-" Before the boy could finish his sentence the lady picked him up in her arms.
"Shut up! We are going home!"
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It's a story that was supposed to be a fairytale but it turned too ugly, too twisted, and far too wretched to be called one.
This was supposed to be a story filled with happiness, yet it turned into a story filled with sadness.
This was supposed to be a story filled with innocent wishes yet, it turned into a story filled with regrets.
But no matter what happens, please do not forget.
It's a simple story.
It's a story of someone who loved a boy crazily, forever and ever.
A girl who wished to be saved.
A boy who wished to be free.
A boy who wished to be able to someday make a wish.