I'm lying on the cold hard ground

It was raining.

In the city of Mumbai, also known as the city of dreams for the people of rural areas, was the place where many rags to riches story had come true.

But at this moment in a dark alley of this city, a black haired, black eyed middle aged man was lying naked on the cold hard ground with not a soul to be seen around him

"they could have at-least left me my clothes. Looks like I can't even feel comfortable in death. Sigh"

Blood was gushing out of his thighs and he was rapidly losing his consciousness.

In his last moments he tried recalling his life.

He was an ethical hacker working for the govt, and was world famous anonymously as a black hat hacker. He was from a military background, his father a Lieutenant General, and mother a scientist in DRDO, both had passed from old age.

He was about to have an arranged marriage and the engagement was day after tomorrow. He wasn't very good looking and suffering from hair loss since a young age.

He had inherited his mother's genius IQ and his father's athleticism and hair loss too. He didn't have many friends, just one or two from his high school he was still in touch with. He would watch animes or read webnovels in his free time and his office hours.

He was utterly bored with his life.

While his last breaths, he felt the raindrops splashing on his body, as he slowly closed his eyes and let his mind plunge deep in the dark abyss.

"Man I should have lived my life more. I would have loved a more enthralling life ya know"