Chapter 1: The first chapter... (Warning contains suicide)
*Crash* Is the first this I hear as I'm dragging my body through the door with my feet hitting the ground with slow and heavy rhythmic thuds after another monotone and slow day slaving away at whatever part-time jobs would accept a underage teenager (the dirty, shady, shitty ones) and attending school which teaches a lot of usless shit wasting time that could be used teaching usefull needed to really succeed in life. after hanging up my old and battered sonic the hedgehog backpack on the rusted hook of the once spotless coat hanger, I hear the familiar sound of glass shattering making (me wish it was a specific person's bones instead) and a man's loud and slurring voiced bouncing off the small cramped walls leaving the noise of vulgarities echoing across from the small, once cozy and loving household but now a cramped and dirty cage, I lift my half closed eyelids revealing my dead but cold eyes and see a filthy creature whom I refuse to acknowledge as my father, he is both a bastard and a asshole but still some how loved my mother who he pretty much blackmailed into marriage. My mother was a beautiful woman both on the outside and inside who you could easily describe as an angle without feeling like you exaggerated, I would've never believed that man loved my mother before her I saw him kneeling before her death bed weaping just as much as I who was 6 now 16 was, his ugly and heart wrenching cries gave the man who was always acted cold to his family a sense a vulnerability fooling the spectators that he was a loving father, but it didn't last long, not after his second bottle of alcohol. He used to never drink alcohol before and I now know its becasue he wanted to maintain his figure and health due to him needing it to seduce and pleasure young ladies. After chugging down an unholy amount of alcohol he didn't stop he never does anymore leaving him hated by society and me slaving away to sustain are lives and my insatiable appetite. Due to the lack of money I can only afford enough to pay for alcohol, the bills, and enough food to keep me from colasping. I have long learned to deal with the feeling of constant starving, the brutal sensation of knives digging into my stomach once kept me awake at night but I have learned to preserve and sleep because I desperately need the energy to work and pass school. Some would ask me why buy your father alcohol? even when I always hand him the money without struggle he still finds pleasure torturing me whenever he can, I mean can't he atleast say thank you? when he's enraged he would just beat me like some brute leaving my bones on the verge of breaking but when in a somewhat calmer state he's prefers to inflict pain instead of inflicting damage... you get it? The man belongs to a rich family whom have shown themselves to be fully capable of bribing some people to ingore my situation using their influence but failed to teach their child to be a human being. Using his family influence most of the man's deeds were ingored and he easily obtained the job of a doctor. When studying to be a doctor for some twisted reason he decided it was important to learn to cause harm to people almost as skillfully as he used to heal them, my father is a smart man and instead of slamming his fist into my body like any other man who is having a drunken fit of rage he prefers to inflict pain In ways less damaging to body (Aka torture) to prevent breaking "his little slave" as he likes to call me despite that he used to call me as his son when mother was still walking around. And when a person who craves death is put In a situation with no visible escape most would give up unless your a protagonist or have unreal willpower which I was blesssd with neither or any in other way I can think of. And I seeing that I had neither of those qaulities I eventually found myslef bleeding out in my nasty bathtub becasue of a merciless stab wound to the heart I inflicted on myslef-
(A stab to the heart is a quick death why would I want to suffer even when finding relief?)
with a sticky note stuck to more forehead that has a horribly drawn illustration of a middle finger that looks more like the male genitals than my intended image was supposed to, failing to portray my message of resentment, childish I know but I'm not really an adult yet either.
And like any reasonable people I assumed this situation would end in my death but for some fucked up reason it didn't... Even after closing my eyes hopping to never open them again I'm angry to realize that I'm not a cold corpse as hoped but standing in a dark space void of any light except the twinkling stars, I am certainly confused about my situation but I can't just muster up the energy to care. Sitting down becasue this place seems to have a solid ground I stare at the stars and can't help but notice one cluster has a close resemblance to a cats anus, I once had a cat... letting out a short dry chuckle I continue staring at the stars and think this place isn't that bad, the silence is appreciated but everything can't last forever becasue suddenly I hear a loud thud, turning my head slowly I look at the location the noise came from and my sight lands on a fat giant... with my peace being so abruptly disturbed I can't help but have the urge to roast him on open flames like a pig and bake him but before I can start looking for some fire wood the giant speaks- "Bahahah! Kid I see you have quite the appetite, but I wouldn't eat me after all don't you want to know why your here and how to get out?" Hearing his obnoxious and the sheer volume of his voice I already dislike him but I guess I should keep the insults down due to him seemingly being able to read my mind, seeing that the giant is not going to leave I look up at him and say slowly and emotionlessly- "Why would I leave? don't you see how peaceful it is here?" the giant hearing my odd response laughs once again before he exclaims- "woah kid quite the unique one I see most of the other souls I kidnapped would've already had a panic attack or pissed em selves.", "Since yer not going to ask ill tell you my self- I'm Beelzebub and formally know as the the King Of Gluttony, I kidnapped you due to the close affinity you have to the power of gluttony", "Your probably confused but them damn gods keep getting themselves powerful champions and showing them off like trophies", "so I getting myself one to cool right!?!", hearing what Beelzebub said I'm smart enough to know that I'm the said trophie but I can't help but ask- "but I'm not strong so why would I be picked as a champion and can't you just let me stay dead?" hearing my words Beelzebub says- "oh don't worry ill give you a few wishes of your choice so I can show you off to my drinking buddies and you no its hard to find someone so compatible to my powers so I'm making you live. okay?", getting the answer to my question i can't help but sigh and say- "can I oppose you even if I tried?", "Nope! you can't, Bahahahah!" no longer wanting to stay here due to the giant ruining my peace and having to leave anyways I ask- "how many wishes then?", "hmm... what about six I would have to sacrifice to many souls if it was more? I will also bestow you one of my powers" haven gotten my answer I think hard if I have to live at least ill try to make it entertaining- "for the first wish I would like a strong body", "Sure kid, people will be mad but fuck them, I will give you the physical strength of a God but you have to beat up those divine assholes in the future", "and for my other wishes I would like absolute regeneration, the ability to freely shapeshift/tranform my body I just need a solid idea, high affinity and ability to manipulate, sense, and create all energys I come in contact with, I want to get stronger as I age even if I don't actively train my abilities, and I want to be able to quickly master everything a learn." After having finished saying all that I hear Beelzebub once again laughing before saying- "quite a good selection of abilities you asked for kid! none are very original but all good choices, it's going to take a lot of high qualities souls to make this work hopefully heaven won't miss a few million of their angles Bahahahah!" listening to his words my eyes widen slightly but I can't muster up the will to care about it so I just continue to sit there while the giant starts speaking again- "Bye kid, just don't embarress me and make all those souls wasted, I hate it when people waste my food" when speaking those words Beelzebubs friendly demeanor changed in a instant as if it was nothing but an illusion and barely restrained killing intent filled the room making the tempature plunge and my heart rate quicken but despite feeling like hours passed it was but a few seconds and before I knew I blacked out.