Chapter 1: Death is better than life

Thinking back then, life has been never good to me. I was thrown in orphanage by my own father and stepmother, who somehow easily persuaded my dad. Well calling him dad is unfair to both me and my mom, after all she was indirectly 'murdered' by my own father.

From the age of 5,I had immense hatred for both of them and there son, Alec who always has weird superiority over others.

When I came to the orphange, I wasn't strong. Maybe the circumstances made me do so. The children here treat me as a toy and always bullied me because I seemed weak. I had some minor and major physiological problems.

Although, I destroyed all those who harmed me but I knowingly somehow harmed myself as well.

Lying in hospital having all those problems with my body and taking last breath and thinking about his somewhat tragic life Ethan thought , Maybe Death would be better than life.

The sickly beauty on the bed slowly closed its eyes. The beauty was unparellel to the world, untained from the sinful world.

BEEP... BEEEP..... BEEP.....

Ethan slowly opened his eyes, he could see a white room that can be called transparent but he couldn't see through it. His own body was just as transparent as a wall.

"Greetings, Host"

"Did you rest well?"

This voice scared the hell out of Ethan.