"I'm telling you, one day Dragons will come and obliterate you all. They exist." A student named Takeru was arguing with his classmates.
He had black short hair, and he was considered to be very handsome, but he was a foolish idiot.
He was a believer, a believer that mythical creatures such as dragons, faries, angels, etc. exist.
He always told people to believe in them because they were real, and every time he got bullied, he would shout things such as
"The dragons will come for you one day!"
He had a very, very high imagination, and because of it, he was considered a strange and weird boy.
He had no friends, and he was alone at his school, and every day, bullies would come and bully him because they knew that nobody would help him.
"Shut up about your stupid dragons!" Pne of the bullies shouted before giving him a slap at his right cheek.
Nobody came to help him, but instead, all of them laughed at him.
He was 17 years old, and so being at that age and still believing at such things was really considered foolish, and some thought he had a mental problem.
"Give us your lunch you filthy need." another one said.
Takeru was always rebellious, and he always resisted, but that always ended in him being hurt and sometimes even injured by the bullies.
SLAP! Another bully hit him, and people laughed at him.
He held his cheeks, his eyes became watery, and tears started falling.
"Would you look at that had you just given us your lunchbox and pocket money his wouldn't have happened,"
"But you always resist us, and this is what you get!" The bullies slapped him more, and they started punching him.
He was from a rich family, but because his family didn't value him much, and because they thought that he was a bad example to his siblings, they placed him at a school for commoners.
He was good with his studies, was handsome, and was from a wealthy family, and because of that, his schoolmates always looked at him with disgust.
They all envied him. Why does he look better than me? Why is he from a wealthy family? Why I'd he smarter than me?
These questioned made them all hate him, hate him because they thought that he was better than them, and so they felt like they had to prove themselves.
The girls of his school hated him as well, because he was a quiet person, he didn't like to talk to people much, and he didn't have any interest in them.
Why doesn't he want to talk to me? He probably thinks he's better than all of us and doesn't need to talk to any of us. Those are some of the reasons why the girls hated him.
Sometimes, when he's at the cafeteria, a girl would just approach him and spill milk on his shirt, then say, "You're from a rich family, so you can buy another one."
He wasn't a person who liked violence. He didn't like to fight, and he didn't want to hurt anybody.
He knew how to fight, but he just didn't want to. When the bullies appeared, he would just resist without fighting.
"Give us your lunch money!!!" The bullies continued slaping him and punching him over and over again until his cheeks were red and until he coughed blood.
He fell on his knee and held his stomach. He was a person who could tolerate anything.
He lived with morals, his morals were, 'Don't hurt those who hurt you, an eye for an eye leaves the whole world blind'.
Every time something happened, he would just smile to show his resolve, and when he was on his knees, he looked up to the bullies and smiled.
This action always pissed the bullies. One of them kicked his head to the ground, and he kept it there.
"Look at this. The wealthy kid is bowing for me." The bully said, and the people started laughing.
Takeru was super delusional, everytime when he was being bullied he felt hate and thought it was for the bullies, and every time when the people were laughing, he always thought that they were laughing at the bullies, because he always resisted and smiled.
But that time, that time he sensed it, the hate that he always sensed was not directed to the bullies buy rather to him.
That explained why people didn't help him. He always thought that they were simply afraid of the bullies.
The bullies always tormented him, and he accepted it all the time. Even when he gave them his money and lunch, they would still beat him up.
Everything that happened, he didn't know why it happened.
He didn't know why people hated him and wanted an answer.
"Why do you have me?!!" He shouted so that everybody could hear him.
This shocked everyone. Nobody knew that he could shout that much.
"Hahahahahahaha" the people responded by laughing at him.
"You really are delusional, you fool. After all this time, you never knew why we hate you. But not to worry, I'll tell you."
"I'll tell you why we hate you. We hate your existence, we hate your looks, we hate your attitude, and we hate everything about you. We hate you! We hate you! We hate you!" One of the bullies said before they restarted to beat him up.
That day was the day when he lost his smile, that face that always had hope was lost. That day, he finally reached his limits to how much he could tolerate.
Inside his head, he created the most ruthless, most evil, and most powerful evil being, which he wanted to succumb to.
He stood up on his feet.
"Look he thinks that he's some sort of hero who will gain powers just because he's angry." One of the bullies mocked.
In a blink of an eye, Takeru sent him flying with his punch.
Haaaaa! Everybody gasped.
"I've been quiet until now, so it's finally for you all to atone for your sins." Takeru angrily said.
"Don't make us laugh!" They responded and attacked him.
He punched another one away and kicked another.
The others took a step back, but he didn't let them.
He attacked and punched the last two remaining.
He closed in on their leader, the one who always bullied him the most. He was the one who made the others bully him.
He placed his foot on his head and crushed it. "Oh look this filth is bowing to me!" he said.
He crushed his head to the floor more and more, over and over again.
The people watched, they were shocked, they had never seen Takeru like that, and they were afraid to help the bully.
"Please stop, please I… beg of… you." The bully pleaded.
Takeru stopped, he crouched down, then he grabbed the bully by his messy and blood hair, and then he made him look him in the eyes.
The bully was scared, he despaired, and he became full of fear as he looked into Takeru's eyes.
Inside Takeru's eyes was a dark abyss, eyes that were once full of beauty became filled of rage, anger, and a dark abyss that pulled his enemies into a state of shock, fear and tragedy.
"Did you ever once stop because I asked?" Takeru asked.
The bully remained silent as he was afraid.
Bang! Smash!
Takeru smashed his head to the ground and then pulled it back.
"I asked you a damn question!!!" Takeru shouted.
The air was filled with panic, and everybody kept wishing that this was a bad dream.
"I asked you a question!! Now answer!!!" Takeru shouted before he smashed his head again.
"No… we never let… you go." The bully answered.
"Now why do you expect me to let you go? After everything you did to me!!!?" Takeru smashed his head multiple times.
"Answer me, you bastard!!" He pulled it back up.
The bully's face was full of blood. He had lost a lot of teeth, and his eyes were both blue. He could barely see anything. It was a pathetic site to see.
"We're… sorry for everything… please forgive… us." The bully pleaded.
Takeru looked at the bully with disgust. He was disgusted by what the bully said. He wanted to puke out everything.
He smashed his head to the ground once more, but this time, he hit it very hard.
"You people disgust me! You only see that you were doing something wrong once it comes back to you. If I never fought back, you would have never apologized!!!" He grinned his teeth.
"I didn't say I want your stupid apology, you bastard!! You can go ahead and die with it!" He shouted. He could no longer control his anger.
The teachers never helped him as well, everytime when he was getting bullied, they never interfered.
They hated his father. He was the president, but he was not a great one. He increased taxes, killed many people, was very corrupt, and many more things.
Everybody hated him, and they all wished that he and his family would just drop dead. Despite him getting good grades, they despised him.
When the teachers saw him fighting back, they quickly rushed to save the bullies.
Slap!
One of the teachers hit him.
"You demon, what are you doing!?" The teacher shouted.
Takeru looked around. Everybody hated him for many reasons, being different, having a wealthy family, being the son of a corrupt president, being handsome, and this world found a fault in his entire being.
He went quiet for a moment, and then he left.
"Hey where are you going? Come back." The teacher ordered.
Takeru stopped, turned his head to look at her, and said, "I'm the son of the president, so I don't get to listen to what you say."
Those words were the ones that she used to say to him every time he made a mistake, no matter how small it was.
After saying those words, Takeru continued walking away.
After an hour, Takeru reached his home. He opened the doors and entered the house.
His house was really big, right after you opened the door you could see stairs leading up to the top, where there were more rooms.
At the bottom, there was the big dining room, with a giant screen TV, sofas that were very comfy, and the TV stand had a PS5 with two consoles,but it was not his.
Takeru looked around and felt a sigh of relief when he did not see anybody in the house, but then, just as he relaxed, he heard loud footsteps going down from the stairs.
They were awfully familiar. They were like the sounds of domination. Takeru stayed calm and waited to see who it was.
It was the worst-case scenario. It was his father. His father looked at his bruised face filled with blood.
"Takeru! You return back from school during learning time now, huh? And why do you have all those bruises on your face?!" His father was pissed.
He looked like he knew everything but was just asking to see what Takeru would say.
Takeru began shivering. He shivered in fear, but he couldn't stay quiet because he knew the test his father would be more angry at him.
"Father.."
"What did I say about you calling me by that? I said you should call me Mr. President." His father cut him off.
His father hated him too because he was the son of his deceased wife, and he looked a lot like him, so every time he looked at him, it reminded him of her.
"Mr President, I was being bullied, and nobody came to help me, so I fought back." He answered.
"Why are you lying to me!?" His father angrily asked.
"What! No, I'm not lying." Takeru tried to defend himself, but then he heard more footsteps coming from the stairs.
Takeru looked to see who it was, he self consciously prayed that whoever it was, it should not be his stepmother.
He was truly unlucky because his stepmother was the one who appeared, and as soon as she appeared, she commented on what they were talking about.
"Honey, can you not see that this boy is lying to you? The phone talk we received from his teacher said he was the one who was bullying other kids because they did not want to be his friends."
'What!' Takeru thought, he knew hat his teacher hated him, but he did not think that she hated him that much.
"Mr President that is not true!" He quickly tried to defend himself.
"Look he's continuing to lie at you, and now he also raised his voice at you. It's clear that you did not teach him any manners." His stepmother spiked his father against him.
"Yes maybe you're right." His father responded.
Slap!!!
His father hit him, and he fell to the floor.
His body was already at its limit, and getting a slap made things worse. Five fingers were left on his face as a mark of the slap.
"I have a meeting to attend to, I'll deal with you later." His father told him before he and his wife left.
After they left, Takeru used alm the strength he had left and used it to go upstairs to his room.
He opened his door, and he placed his backpack to the ground. After that, he fell to his bed.
His eyes became moisty, and he started sobbing. The pain was too great, and tears started falling off his eyes.
He had faced a lot, and it was the supposed beginning of it all. He couldn't take any more of this.
He thought of running away, but he remembered that his father could hire people thar would find him in an instant.
In the end, he concluded with one plan. He went to his drawer and took out a hard rope.
He took a stool, stood on to of it, and tied the rope to the sealing, and the end of the rope, he tied it together and made a form of circle.
He was planning on killing himself using the rope to tie it around his neck and then stop his air supplies and die.
Before he did it, he went to his window, he removed the curtains, and opened it.
He took one last look at the world. He always admired its beauty, but it was a shame he never experienced the beauty firsthand.
"The world really is beautiful, but I guess… it isn't for me," He said as more tears dropped from his cheeks.
He walked back to the stool and stood on top of it. He placed his head inside the circle he made with the rope.
When it was time for him to tie the knot on his neck, he hesitated, and he started to rethink everything.
He hesitated for a while, but then he shaked off all those thoughts, tied the knot on his kneck, and he kicked his stool to the ground.
He hanged himself with the rope,and he felt a moment of relief when he thought that his life was to be over very soon, but then I an unexpected turn of events the rope broke, and he fell to the ground.
He tied the rope very hard to the sealing,but it still broke, Takeru did not have any strength left to get up and tie it again.
"Why? Why? Why?" He sobbed more, and more. "Why can't i die? What does this world want from me? Does it just want to see me suffer? But… why?"
His tears filled the floor, and the amount of suffering he had been through was too unbearable.
In his deepest, darkest, and most desperate moments, he made a wish, "I… I wish that I was anywhere but here."
As if something heard his wish, his body started glowing and radiated with different colors.
"What the! What's going on?" He was shocked, "Am I finally dying?"
His body fully shined with different colors, and Bam! He disappeared off the face of the earth.
"Ahhhhhhhh!!!!" He screamed as he felt like he was being transported somewhere very far away, at a very fast speed.
Bam! He landed to a very strange place.
He got up on his feet pretty easily. He was shocked by how he could get up so easily when he was filled with injuries and fatigue.
He checked his body, and he had no more injuries,no scars, he had nothing, it was as if he had been healed.
After he finished checking on himself, he took a look around, and the place was too unfamiliar.
He was in a place close to a forest which had pink leaves. The ground had an irregular sensation, as if it was softer than sand,and at the sane time harder.
All the trees with about 20-29m tall, the clouds in the sky were red in color, and even the oxygen was different.
It felt as if it was a little bit sweet, but it was mostly hot.
"Where am I?" He questioned himself.
STEP! STEP! STEP!
Something from behind him was approaching him, he slowly turned around and his heart skipped a beat.
He could not believe his eyes, right infront of him was a real life dragon,and it had the intent to kill him.
He felt that intent, and he shivered to the point that he almost peed on his pants.
"Where Am I? Where in Heaven or He'll Am I?!"