章 1: Chapter 1: I'm Used To It
My entire life, I felt as if nothing good had ever come to me.
I grew up in a completely broken household, my father was a drug addict and abuser, and my mother just neglected me for nearly my entire life. When I had to go out with my family, I watched as other kids held hands and smiled with their parents, while mine just ignored each other and me.
I was never given a toy of any kind, and candy was off-limits. I didn't have any friends and was always alone, so I was an easy target to pick on during school. I told my parents about the bullying but, of course, they didn't even bother to react.
"Why me?"
I asked the same question every day of my life, why was I subjected to such a life? Why was I even born? Why can't my family be like this? Why can't my mother love me? Why did my father hit my mother? Why? Why?
No matter how many questions I asked, I never answered a single one of them. Some days when my mom wasn't at home, my father would pop a couple of pills and go on a rampage, hitting me and breaking everything in sight. I accepted it, was all this normal for an 11-year-old boy to go through?
School was no place of fun either, I was an outsider. Always quiet, never talking, I don't think I had a single friend, people only talked to me when they wanted to mess with me or bully me. And talked about me behind my back.
I heard them a few times, most of them said the same stuff and asked the same question, "Why is he like that?", "Why doesn't he talk?", "Is he okay?", "That kid is weird."
I ignored it all, I didn't care to have any friends really, I didn't care to talk to anybody. Many teachers tried to get me to talk and asked if anything was going on at home, and every single time I remained silent.
I regret it now though, maybe it was because back then I thought that it would become better, that my mother would finally hug me and kiss me on my cheeks like a mother should, or maybe it's because I thought my father would teach how to play ball and shave like a father should.
By that time, I was already in high school. The same people I went to school went still knew me, and I was still an introvert. I was talked about and even avoided, mostly because of rumors.
This world is stupid, when you're too loud you're annoying, and when you're too quiet you're weird. I found it idiotic, I wondered what it would be like to be in their shoes, and why they thought that way.
It's like, when you're like this they say, "You're no good, you could be like that." and when you're like that they say, "Oh well...you could've been like that this." Their thought process is completely twisted, they idolize the popular and look down on the unpopular.
People sometimes thought that because I was quiet I was smart, and for this reason, I started getting bullied and beat up for something so simple as not letting them copy my school work or not doing their homework for them.
The bullied continued up until the end of my school years, by that point I was numb to it, I didn't even care what they did to me. I just wanted to leave, I wanted to leave it all behind.
I have attempted to kill myself 2 times. One time in my room with an extension cord and the other time with a kitchen knife. I could never go through with it, I was scared of the pain that came with it, and what could be waiting for me after death. I admit it, I was scared of death, but as time went on I started to hope for death.
I graduated high school, and as soon as I did, my parents kicked me out. I was left on the side of the road with a bag full of clothes and whatever I could physically take with me. I was saddened once again, why was life so hard? What did I do to deserve this? why couldn't I be born into a rich family and live my life happily ever after?
I slept on the side of the road for a few days and then slept in an abandoned building with other homeless people. I had to find a job, I somehow did but it wasn't paying well It was all I had so I just went with it.
I saved up enough money and bought myself a super small 1 bedroom apartment. I found an even better job, it paid pretty low also but It was better than the last.
And then, I found the girl of my dreams. She was beautiful, kind, and confident. I loved that about her, we hit it off and started to hang out every day, she moved in and we both worked a job, bills weren't a problem as we split it both ways and we loved each other dearly.
A few months after that, I met a guy at work. He was a handsome guy, around 185 centimeters tall, and was even a smooth talker with the ladies. We started to hang out some days and got drunk together, he became my first-ever friend, my best friend.
about 3 years had passed, and I now had 2 people in my life who were extremely important to me, all 3 of us started to chill and hang out together. But behind the scenes, something that I was completely oblivious to was happening, my best friend and my girlfriend started to hang out a bit too much. I caught them at a food spot one day while on the way home, now they said they were just hungry and I just brushed it off, I trusted them because they were my friend and girlfriend.
But after being released from work a bit earlier than usual, I walked into my home and there I found my girlfriend and best friend kissing and nearly naked on the couch.
I was speechless completely shocked, I couldn't utter a single word. I asked, "Why?..."
But neither of them could me an answer, me and my girlfriend of 3 years broke up, and my first and only friend separated from me. Once again, my heart was in shambles.
"I'm used to it."
That's what I told myself, I couldn't feel anything for a while, I didn't cry, feel sad, or feel happy. I was wholly empty, dull, and bitter.
On the way to work, I usually ride a bike to save money and whatnot.
But after riding across a crosswalk without even looking both ways, a speeding bus hit me, sending me flying from my back and crashing to the ground with great velocity.
'Yeah, this is a befitting death for someone like me....'
'Not even death, can I live peacefully.'
I close my eyes, the darkness dawning on me. But the darkness soon turns to pure and stark white. I turn around to see a near-invisible being yet visible at the same time, with a golden hue around it and a bright light shielding its face. It couldn't be called human, not at all. It was god-like.
"Where am I?...."
"Hello, Peter Demsey. I have watched you for a long time, your life has been nothing short of bad. You have suffered a lot, I can see the pain in your eyes."
"Are you.....G-God?...."
"Well, you could say that. I'm more the god of reincarnation and or transmigration."
"So, if you're a god, and you've been watching me then why?! Why did you let those things happen to me?"
"Why was I subjected to such terror?", for the first I'm probably 20 or so years, I cried, I balled my eyes out, so many tears it was uncontrollable.
"I'm am sorry, It hurt to see your life end up the way it did. But I couldn't interfere, not even once."
"...I guess, I understand."
"I will give you another chance, a chance to be reincarnated into a new world as a new person. It's in the world of a novel."
"Okay...?"
"You will be given the chance to choose 3 skills or powers of your own and a system to assist you."
"Okay."
"First what type of world is it?"
"Hm, a fantasy world. Full of magic and abilities. Great beasts roam the land and it's full of opportunity."
"Fantasy world....most likely mana is involved huh?"
"You would be correct."
"As my first ability, I want to be able to collect and utilize mana any I want, If I can think it, I can do it."
"Granted."
"Secondly, I want to have a powerful transformation, like that of a dragon. Why? because it sounds cool."
"Granted."
"And lastly, I want a powerful weapon, unbreakable, irreplaceable, unable to be sold, stolen, or lost. Probably something like a katana."
"I could've just gone all out and said some of those overpowered and stupidly powerful stuff, but, that wouldn't make it fun now would it."
"Well, that first one is kinda overpowered, being able to utilize mana in any way you want, if you think about using a giant fireball, it'll happen. Isn't that 'OP'?"
"I suppose."
"All 3 of your choices have been given, I wish you well. You can do anything you want, I wish you great health."
Everything fades to black, and I find myself in a wooden house, a dark katana next to me, it emits a small red hue and I can feel the strength seeping from it.
The system that the God Of Reincarnation had given me also appears before my face, I look at it for a couple of seconds, confused about what some of it meant. Because I grew up without being able to play video games I was still lost on some stuff.
[Name: Thomas Neveral]
[Race: Half-Human/Half-Dragon
[Main Abilities: Mana Utilization, Dragon Transformation]
[Attributes]
[Strength: 10]
[Agility: 8]
[Fortitude: 11]
[Sense: 5]
"So, this is me. Thomas Neveral. These are my attributes, I'm also half human and dragon. God also said that this is in the world of a novel, meaning there is a main character somewhere, but that also means I'm just a side character."
"I don't expect anything of this world, I don't care whether it's good, or bad. I'll just live how I want to live, I don't care to hold onto stuff like love or hate, if I become a villain or hero, then so be it. At the end of the day, I'm just being me."
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Rulers_Authority I picked the dragon thing because It just sounded cool and because I wanted the mc to be able to fly, breathe fire, and transform. It seemed fun, so I did it. If that bothers you, I don't care.
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