Over The Limits

What happens when a person reaches the limits of what they can handle?

Can they handle it?

Can they endure?

Can they keep on going?

Or will they just give up and lose all hope?

Most would think they'll keep on going and let the scar remain to haunt them,

Then some thinks they'll give everything up and put an end to their pathetic lives,

If most people think those were the only conclusion that exactly fits the situation of a person...

Then they are fools.

"N-No! Please... I-I'll give you anything! I'll p-pay you! Just please don't kill m-me!" The persons' unwavering voice of despair gave me all the reason to show him my smile.

"That offer is quite something, are you sure you can give me everything you own? Even your own wife and son for the sake of your very own life?" A hint of anger sparked through his eyes. Although in this situation, the most tempting answer would be---

"Y-Yes! Please! Anything you want! Just please l-let me live!" Every people has the desire to continue on. I bet none would risk their own life for the sake of others, even if it it's their friend or family.

Everyone is selfish.

They'll risk anything for their own sake. "Unfortunately for you, i don't have the slightest interest on your family and fortune. What i want to take is... your own life." I can feel his fear grew stronger.

I just laughed at the sight of this bastard tied in ropes. He started to squirm as if it would help him escape, his trembling voice shouting for help was the best music to my ears. As i was getting nearer, he got wilder and wilder.

"NO! PLEASE! H-HAVE MERCY ON ME!"

He ruined the mood. Mercy never existed in me, and neither to all people in this world. Giving kindness was the most foolish thing that a person would ever do.

I mean, who would want to be kind in this cruel world in the first place?

"I beg your pardon?" Almost whispered.

"P-Please, have m-mercy on me!" He cried, quite calming down.

I kneeled to his level and grabbed his face tightly, he continued to squirm like a pathetic worm. "It's quite sad that word existed, and for you to learn such a word is very hilarious. How can someone like you understand mercy?"

Whilst listening, he stopped fearing and snapped right back at me. "What the bloody hell did i ever do to you!? I d-don't even know you! I have never met you and yet a scumbag like you would kill me!... no, you're not just a scumbag... you're a bloody hell demon! And you dare talk about mercy like that as if you know the word!"

I dropped his face on ground and laughed myself out. "Right! I am the bloody hell demon! And what would i know about mercy, hahahaha!"

"Bastard! You'll go to hell! God will bring the heaviest punishment onto someone like you!" And now he is talking like someone who is the son of God, this is just damn hilarious to be honest.

"I doubt God wouldn't do that. He does not exist."

"Just like the demon you are!... of course you'd say that!"

"Because if he does, then you were ought to be punished a long time ago. But you weren't." He fell silent and came to a realization.

Finally, the grand moment.

"Also, if i'm a demon, would that make you one too?" I asked.

He started tilting his head, eyes slowly widening.

"R-Revenge... is this... are you..."

Nodding at him, he became even more pale than he was. "I thought you were already---"

"Dead? But i am here alive, standing infront of you."

He didn't know how to react. Confusion, anger, and fear was all over his face. And i decided that it's already time.

"Any last words bastard?" I asked him.

"GO TO HELL!"

"Yeah, i'm sure i'll be able to see you all there soon." I took my precious axe and bestowed it upon his neck.

Sweet revenge.

People moving forward and people giving up, those were ridiculous decisions to choose from. I'd rather be satisfied than choosing those and end up becoming miserable.

So i'll bite back through all the pain that was given to me.