Chapitre 8: 6
It was the next day and that princess transferred into are school, she didn't end up sitting with anyone the whole day, she was a sad lonely person, that's what she gets for her snob like ways serves her right.
She tried talking to me but I didn't say anything at all, rather she started to get angry and shouting at me, all the master where whispering, "I can't believe a server without a master has the nerve to yell at Onigashi server, she's either stupid or she's to daring." Or "Huh, what a fool, poor Ku-San, he's getting attacked by a little transfer student."
She started to realize like all the things she was saying, she finally realized how much the humans rather masters can be so mean, hurtful, have no remorse for anyone, especially us servers.
I didn't bother to fight for her, there's no point this was a lesson she should have learned long time ago, but never did cause she was so stubborn, I never liked people like that, or used to, I changed my mind.
"Ku? Is there something the matter with you? You've been quieter than you normally?" Master asks.
"Nothing, Nothing at all, Master," I say with a sweet little smile on my face.
I never cared for such things before but now this world has become more interesting, or so, I thought. Servers always tell me this world is dull, I think they're wrong, it's more..full of life once you get past all the crap in your way.
What's more than hurtful for the most part was most disregard me, for either for power, status or fear, most was fear. I never did think about it till that day, this day, late afternoon, I was viewing the sky, and sighed and walked to class, Not with master at my side since he left before me.
I walked down the classroom, and heard whispers among them servers, either complaining cause there too weak or rather they would never dare be in my path to get trampled, to the point of no hope.
I was rather used to it, cause after all the time I've spent with Master, I've heard the worse of the worse. I've never had so much hope, never hope, if I ever did, I would be crushed like poor bunny did, to the point where he didn't speak to anyone, or even look at anyone and at most would never smile again.
It was rather annoying of how anyone perceives you as if because of one trait or maybe two, they think you're a monster, a big, huge, disgusting monster. I didn't take anything to it, at first, but even a person who has so many powers there are things even I feel, as empty as people think. I'd rather feel like a monster then called one, especially when I killed "her" even when she was my most trusted ally, my friend, the one I cared for the most, had turned to there side, to the side who killed her family, her love, her whole world, all for what? Power! Power for hell's sake!
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
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