At Start, But Different

Devastated i came back to the start once again, the good news was that my family was alive and the bad news was that they actually faked their own death since they hated my cowardly angered up depressed self.

At that point nothing made sense, they faked their own death and asked me to live to become a better person but in reality they made it even worse by showing me that their trust does not exist. We went to the kitchen and i asked if they were hungry, they said they already ate, but i insisted. Pretending to chop up some onion with my knife i quickly stabbed both of them in their hearts killing them.

At this point there was no justification as to why i killed them but i felt as if it was the natural thing to do. I buried them again.

Over the last 6 years of my life, a lot of things have changed. One of which is the black rain, that black rain 6 years gifted fantastical powers based on a person's mentality allowing people to obtain powers based on their unique nature, what do you think my power is? What power did i obtain from that black rain after going through all this shit? Nothing. I have no powers. Am i jealous? Not really. But i do feel the need to do something.

Even though killing your parents will get you in jail, they were already classified as dead since their power has to do with dolls. The same way they made me think that they were dead.

Right now, i still feel a bit of pain, not much but it does feel as if it's getting better. I have wasted 6 years of my life and that does make me a bit sad since it's 6 years at the end of the day.

I decided to train myself, building muscle like a bodybuilder but also practicing martial arts, like kung fu or boxing. Once i learned how to fight i started to attack random bad people. Like purse snatchers, petty burglars and all that.

"Give me your wallet if you don't want to die lady!"

Hey you!

What?

The crossbar in my hand hit the robber straight in his head causing a split that splashed blood all over. Even the lady that got robbed was scared. I told her to run with her wallet away if she wanted to live, and she ran for her life.

Soon enough rumours about a pale emotionless vigilante started to sprout.

Obviously the rumours were about me.

The reason that i started to kill bad people was to blow off steam. It felt great killing a bad person, even though the first time that ended up being my parents, i do think it was a bit justifiable since it gave me relief having a bit of revenge.

Even though i kill a lot of people, i do not kill the innocent so at least i am in a way sane.

I wanted to learn how others with powers saved people, some would fly some would run and some would not even care about saving people and just used their abilities to show off power and gain riches. I wanted to kill them.

But i knew that i was not that strong yet. So i needed to prepare. I stopped killing for about 10 years, and decided to train myself.

I firstly made homemade weapons by researching mechanics and engineering. By adding things like salt to the pallet of the bullet i can make it so that my enemies would feel like they are burning. I added a small flamethrower to the tip of a spear so that it looks as if i have powers to make small time ability users drop their guard and have a chance at landing a hit. I also used chainmail like in the medieval times to make sure i don't die since i am a regular human. I also learned how to use all types of weapons.. bows, swords.. everything that i could buy or make. At this point i was already 32 years old.

For the hunt to start i needed to research ability users. In the town where i lived there was an idol that had abilities. An idol like those in cartoons and anime. She was having a show in my town and i decided to kill her.

First, i bought tickets and a light stick. In the light stick i placed a small dagger with a very thin blade. When the show started and i saw her dancing, she used her powers. The reason she had powers and was still an idol was because she makes fireworks from her fingertips making it a perfect job for her.

While she sang for a bit i observed her behaviour and her mannerism to find the perfect song.

"Who is ready for another song?!"

People in the crowd were going wild and absolutely loved her every bit.

At around the middle part of the second song, i saw an opening. She turned around to do a spin. I opened the tip of my light stick and made it look as if i was waving like the crowd, i quickly dispensed the dagger out of the light stick and it directly hit her back going straight through her heart resulting in instant death. I quickly began panicking to fit in and not look suspicious. And ran away scot-free.

It felt great, it felt amazing killing an ability user. Why? Even though she was the weak of the weak. She still came from that utter disgusting black rain that kick-started my life to go the wrong way. That is why i will try my best and kill as many ability users as i can. Because if it wasn't for that black rain, even though my parents hated me, at least the world would have been a bit more normal.

"And now on breaking news, a popular ability idol had been murdered during her recent performance, witnesses claim that they saw the pale emotionless vigilante at the scene but he has disappeared for over a decade and has not been seen since."

It seems as though someone saw me kill her, but i don't really mind. This makes it better since they know they are the prey and i am... the HUNTER.