After looking at my starts I wondered for a moment "what should I do now I am walking aimlessly,the ambitions of becoming the protagonist died with my family.
I am confused about what I should do now, should I use these powers to fight against organisations like Umbrella and others like those heroes did in the comics or should I just leave all of these good and evil sh*ts on the others and leave to live in peace.
But that will make things more complicated after all Leon is one of the main characters in the resident evil series and I have taken his place, will the story continue normally without one of the main characters ?
I don't want to bet on that, now that I have taken his place without him millio-- no billions of people might die, who knows maybe the whole humanity wiped out due to one of mc being missing and all of these was because of me because I had taken his place, now I understand why you shouldn't ask to be one of the good guys who saves people or affects the story in positive side.
Ahh... Thinking of these my head starts to hurt,so I put those thoughts aside and closed my eyes trying to fall asleep, it's 3:37 am in the morning and there's still time for the Sun to rise.
Time passes, I want to clear my head and take a good small nap but...alas fate doesn't allow me to as but I am not able to clear my head due to the traumas I got from the recent events and hearing system's words about using my family as a prize for power...that haunt me the most, whenever I close my eyes the killer killing my family arrive in front of me as images, those image kept appearing in my mind from time to time and sometimes it effects me so much that I started to hallucinate in the bright daylight while sometimes I starts babbling in my sleep which also affects the people around me.
Soon Sun rises and I got up from bed before anyone could wake up, it's 5:30 in the morning so I immediately leaved for the bathroom to take a bath and change myself as I wasn't looking good in my current condition, after that I used shave and leaved for a quiet place far from anyone and burned my clothes from previous night along with the uniform of the guard or what left of it as I don't want anyone to find anything about me, after that I used shave again continuously and arrived near the orphanage and claimed walls arrived at my bed and faked sleeping again.
If someone asks me why I didn't destroy my clothes at night, it was because of a simple reason that is.....I forgot.
Well leaving that all aside after faking sleep for an hour everyone around me starts to wake up(the other boys/roommates) and starts to walk towards the bathroom.
As everyone near me in the dormitory knows that I had caught a cold so the boys around me maintained a distance from me leaving a certain someone who still tried to interact with me but not with good intentions and it was none other than John, The Orphanage's Bully who I met at the start who later tried to bully me again by using Julia's name to taunt me which enraged me so much that I slapped him across his face with such force that a mark stayed on his face for the rest of the day.( I still holded back).
After that incident he never dared to come in front of me I don't know why he came here today, after thinking for a moment I finally found a reason. He might probably have come here today hearing I am not well and will not be in perfect state, giving him a chance to get his revenge of that day and my guess was correct, with an evil smirk on his face he said to me: Yooo, look who it is, the famous blond dream boy of the orphanage here on the bed like a fragile little cat hiding in a corner.
Hearing this I replied him in my cold and calm voice: who are you, an another fan of mine ? Want an autograph ?
Hearing this he became enraged and yelled at me: don't you dare not to know me, The humiliation I suffered that day from you still haunts me, my reputation
in front of others has been destroyed because of you, now everyone makes fun of me because of that.
Hearing this I looked at him dead in the eyes which scared him a little then I replied in cold and ruthless tone: Tell someone who gives a shit.
After I said this I saw him yelling at me with rage in his eyes, so much that he forgot the fear he earlier had and yelled at me saying:You bastard I am done with your sh*t talks.
Saying this he ran at me with his full speed and threw a punch at my face which I dodged and lifted my right leg and threw a kick between his temples.
After my kick connected he felt to the ground wailing and crying (I still hold back you know), thankfully everyone (kids) left us alone here otherwise they will hear his cry and might call the staff.(Don't worry most men were not able to cry in loud voices when they get hit on that part but can only release a little bit of voice, saying from experience).
Seeing his miserable state I couldn't look at him and left the room while faking caugh as I had said to everyone that I caught cold, but after taking a few steps I stopped and looked tilted my head towards right a little bit and said to him in a low tone: BINGO!
And continued walking leaving him there alone.
CHAPTER END...
SOON AN IMPORTANT NOTE WILL BE RELEASED HOPE YOU GUYS WILL READ IT.