Chapter 3: My Rebirth Is Too Short-Lived
The first thing I have to do is to get off this island.
The damnable jerk actually toured me around and showed me the completed renovation of the place before he killed me.
How kind of him. Tsk
i can still remember that i used to tell him how i would like to rest and grow old here but who would have thought that he would take me here straight to die?
I can't help the urge to spit and curse and so I did.
Just after I did, I suddenly felt dumbfounded. "That actually felt good."
Why did I even put full efforts on appearances before? What's the use of my gentlemanly acts?
Oh, I remember!
it was self-preservation, wasn't it?
I already looked like a beast, what more if I started acting like one too? My OC and pretentious self would die earlier then.
I smirk with the newfound amusement. "Gestures like this are actually fine, aren't they? No wonder people always do these."
From now on, I should throw the acts. I'm reborn, anyway. I should start anew.
Unconsciously, my perfect posture relaxed. It seemed as if the invisible lines in my view disappeared giving me a newfound free and unrestrained but with a bit of danger aura.
If you carefully think about it, maybe it wasn't 'change'.
Gerald's Time stopped 20 years ago. It stopped in my most "delicate" period. just before I learn worldly things, form bad habits to cope and maybe even acquire a few vices.
it could just be my true self finally breaking free from it's chains.
As the sole heir of a powerful family and growing up with a loving mother who tried to protect me from everything and raise me to be the perfect gentleman, I never had the chance to try to deviate from the norm and I was made to follow a smooth sailing path.
even after the kidnapping, because I still had my mother and the last straw, namely Rick the asshole snake, I didn't broke down but even continued much vigorously despite the stones that tripped me on the way.
although I had debts I have to collect, I also have debts to pay.
A debt to my mother who supported me and loved me all the way, to my father who I haven't met but loved because of my mother's exaggerated tales and also to Gerald, my foolish self.
As I swore to get revenge from my enemies, I also swore to live happily too. I shouldn't foolishly spend this new life for revenge. If I did, what would be the difference to the former me? Would I also live this life for other people?
As the thought flashed in my mind, I scoff. "As if."
I will live the way I want. I will do the things I want.
With everything still intact, I'm now ready to use everything to my advantage.
The world abandoned me because I lost this face? Then I will use this face and laugh after I make the world see what they missed out on.
With that, I started walking and roamed the beach. I'm trying to look for something to get off this island. If the initial design was used to complete this project, there should be a small yacht and jet skis here somewhere.
After walking for a short while, I finally saw what I was looking for.
"Oh! there it is!" I couldn't help but cheer but I stop midway.
Between a yacht and a ski, is it easier to drive the jet ski? Is it the same with riding a bicycle?
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Damn!
Just right after my cool and gloomy episode, do i have to say that i know less than shit with regards to both? I don't even know how to drive a car! Why would you expect me to drive something without a proper road?
I embarrassingly lay my forehead in my hand. What a ruthless turn-around. This is turning comedic, damn it..
What revenge? What living life to the limit?
I just remembered that I don't even know how to get off this island!
I'm clearly a talented guy with an IQ above 180! Why the fuck did I not even spent a little time to learn to drive?!
"Damn it all to hell. This is fucking embarrassing..." While looking at the sea that seems regretfully endless, I felt my hate to a particular maggot rise to a we-can't-live-in-the-same-sky state. "i swear i'll deal with you the hardest, Rick. I'll fucking kill you when i get back!!!"